TW: this chapter covers heavy talk of abuse, so please keep that in mind
~Draco
For the first time that week I was able to close my eyes and fall asleep.
I had Harry tucked under my arm and his hair tickled the tip of my nose.
When I had woken up I basked in the peace around me. Albeit, in a cell surrounded by bars and a guard that ate chocolate frogs like there was no tomorrow.
"Good, you're awake," a voice said, making me jump.
I felt a hand clamp over my mouth.
It was cold."Don't be afraid, it's only me, your father," he said.
I sat frozen in fear.
I wanted to run, I wanted to hit him, I wanted to get him away from Harry but he was bent over the bunk we were on, staring directly into my eyes.
I tilted my head a little to see the guard passed out on the floor.
"I thought you were in the hospital," I managed to say.
"Sorry to disappoint,"
"I don't want to see your face anymore," I growled.
"You've never had any common sense, Draco, you've always had to depend on people to do things for you," he said.
"That doesn't have anything to do-,"
"-Crabbe and Goyle as body guards, Severus -The Traitor-Snape to keep you going right, and Harry Potter to protect you from me... but look how well of a job he's doing now," A glint of white indicated he was jeering at me.
"Leave Harry out of this," I said quietly.
"Oh but why? It's so fun to watch you scramble to defend a boy who will never love you,"
"He does love me," my voice faltered.
Lucius laughed. "Have you ever asked him why?"
I stiffened in anger. I almost sunk back in defeat and allowed him to slink away to wherever rock he escaped from under but I was so tired of it.
"Why do you treat me like this? I have never done anything to you," I met his eyes.
"You've never done anything for me either," he said.
"I'm your son! I don't need to do anything for you to approve of me!"
"See Draco? You always seek validation... like a little boy. That's all you'll ever be. A little boy."
I reached out, maybe to grasp his throat in my hands, maybe to shake him and beg him to be a real dad, for once.
But my fingers met nothing but air.
"Drakie? Whazzat?" Harry mumbled in his sleepy state.
"I told you that you couldn't call me that," I retorted halfheartedly.
Harry sat up and squinted at me.
"What were you reaching for?"I paused to look at the space where I had seen Lucius.
Had it all been in my head?
It felt so real but... perhaps it was just that.
"I guess I was having a dream," I concluded.
"You guess?" Harry pressed.
"It was," I nodded.
Harry fidgeted with the blanket that covered him and tossed it over the both of us
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