Draco Malfoy
Draco loves his Father as much as he loves himself, because he believes them to be one being. Since right after he was born he did not depend on his mother as most babies – in fact she couldn’t care less about him either – but he was totally dependant on his father. As he got older he grew more and more apart from Narcissa. It would have been a mistake to say that she is part of Draco’s universe. No. She would be like a comet, that comes along inconstantly and leaves quickly.
It was Lucius who taught him how to walk, talk in English and Latin and Greek and all the languages the older Malfoy himself spoke. It was Lucius who had expectations that Draco had to fulfil, and the boy would be extremely depressed if he did not achieve to do so. But he would not voice it or show it in any way, because this was what Lucius had taught him. The Malfoy facade should never be broken. Even in cases of extreme pain. Lucius used Crucius on his son when he was at an age children normally were learning how to read, and he expected Draco not to finch. He expected Draco to effortlessly top every class at school and excel in whatever subject he chose to study. And little Draco could not help but smile happily when he heard his father refer to him as ‘my son’. The silver dragon. Lucius Malfoy’s pride. Draco would not bear disappointing his father.
Malfoys are historically related with the Dark Arts. Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater, one of the most powerful wizards on the side of The-One-That-Must-Not-Be-Named. And even that great wizard, considered by many the most dangerous alive, grants the Malfoy family a certain level of respect. Because that’s how it must be. Malfoys are respected.
Draco is a Malfoy. He has the pale blond hair, the pale, silk soft skin. The unreadable eyes, the unbreakable spirit. The smile that bends many to his will. A strong, powerful will. He enjoys an audience, and does very well in front of one. He is charismatic, witty, sarcastic. Being on his sixth year, he is well-known for his natural magnetism. People will gather together at the dungeons that serve as Slytherin common hall, sit next to the fire and listen for hours to anything he wants to say. He can go on making plans about world domination, or making fun of noble Gryffindors, it is all the same. They all seat around him, with looks of adoration on their faces, and they’ll be so happy whenever he chooses to address them. Make leader comments, enquiring about everyone’s life politely and in a way that they feel flattered that he was interested on them. So he talks about school, criticises Potter, swears about the "explicit Gryffindor favouritism" that takes place at Hogwarts. That, and boast about his Quidditch skills. Even if he knows that he isn’t *that* good. 4 years had this effect on him. Being on his 6th year at Hogwarts, Draco has changed. His knowledge and practice at magic outdo even Hermione Granger’s (although his grades do not, all teachers except Snape keep him levelled with the hated muggle. But then if you think again, you can’t get much more than A + Distinction, can you?) and, being much more mature, his mind has become house to many Malfoy schemes and plots. Draco is pretty capable of breaking most school rules and make it go unnoticed. Due to home practice he’s also an excellent duellist who can defeat 7th years easily.
He’s in Slytherin. Of course he’s in Slytherin, all of his family attended Hogwarts on that house. On the House where everyone knows and loves him. People from other houses often say that he’s a presumptuous big-headed boy who thinks too much about himself. A vicious cunning snake. Not true and they know it. Draco has had a wand since he was old enough to hold one. And at home he has learned some things that aren’t taught at school. He has learned the Dark Arts. He knows how to hex and jinx, how to curse someone and enjoy seeing them in pain. Or bend them to his will. Not that he needs curses to do that, though.
Despite being so popular, Draco is a loner. Crabbe and Goyle, they hang around – they’re far too dumb. Draco sometimes talks to them, but he’s very careful with what he says. Specially since that accident on the 2nd year, when the Ministry showed up at Malfoy Manor and knew exactly where to look for Dark Arts material. Lucius gave him one of the worst times of his life about that, and so the Malfoy heir now watches his words carefully, filtering anything that could be considered slightly confidential by his father.
However, everyone needs to have someone to turn to. Even a Malfoy needs to have something like a friend, a confident – or a mentor. That’s where Severus Snape, currently Head of Slytherin and Potions Master, comes into picture.
Severus Snape. Alabaster skin, brooding dark eyes, oily hair that could look a lot better if he’d just take the time to fix it. Slender and precise fingers, there were useful both for Potions preparing and for his aristocratic looks, along with the roman nose. Former Hogwarts student, former Death Eater, he’s known Lucius Malfoy since Draco’s father was just the Golden Boy at school.
Draco quite likes Professor Snape. And, what is far more important, he trusts him. Not trust him like telling him what is going on inside his head (although he sometimes did so, trusting Severus with small matters, and was never disappointed with his mentor), but trust him like he knows that Severus Snape would do everything in his power to protect him. He knows about the love that the professor dedicates to both him and his father and, like Lucius, twists it to his will instead of letting go of a precious ally.
Truth be told, he enjoys talking to Snape. They share equal intellectual level and love for magic. And, being a Slytherin, Professor Snape would not ask for foolish demonstrations of affection, nor would he treat Draco as a child. Because there are no children at Slytherin.
Severus is also the only one he can turn to against the blatant Gryffindor favouritism inside Hogwarts. He favours Draco whenever the silver dragon gets into trouble. Not like he isn’t smart enough not to get caught. Like all the Malfoy heirs before him, Draco has a special way of getting out of trouble intact, and not having to respond for his actions or take the consequences of them. It may have to do with his family connections, or the simple fact that everybody knows that they can’t touch Draco without having to answer to a very, very infuriated Lucius Malfoy. And that, I can assure you, is not a pleasant visit. Nor a safe one.
Snape is also the only one he can turn to and ask for advice on his everyday problems without fearing the look of disappointment reserved by the Malfoys to the weak and pathetic ones who can not stand for themselves. His only not-quite-friend. The exact way it had been with his father, only that Snape would not fight to be considered an equal, instead tried to kind of protect him. Tried to protect Draco from both his father and himself.
Continuing with the list of important people on Draco’s life, there is Harry Potter. If asked, many would say that Draco’s main aim in life is to make the life of the Boy-Who-Lived hell. Not at all. It just bothers Draco that he is not the Golden Boy at school. That, and the Gryffindor favouritism he would do anything to end. Why do people had such prejudice against Slytherins? He liked being a Slytherin, it meant being witty, glamorous, subtle. Cunning, maybe. But Slytherins were very capable of standing for themselves, and the same couldn’t be said about the pathetic Hufflepuff’s or the ever-noble Gryffindor’s who hang around in large groups. The Ravenclaw’s were a little better, although they lacked that... something special that was entangled on Slytherins very blood.
Whenever there’s a Malfoy at school age, Slytherin House has a leader. The Malfoy heir is always the golden boy. Or, in Draco’s case, the silver dragon. He has his own plans and ambitions, and astutely conceives ways for them to happen. These plans vary from world domination, annoying Harry Potter and muggles in general, finding ways to make his father proud of him (the last includes manipulating people). Or he may spend some of his time simply plotting ways to get some fun at night.
As far as Draco Malfoy is concerned, anything’s game. A young, pale and fragile boy is sometimes even better than any girl. Broad shoulders and strong arms owed to quidditch practice are not bad either; as isn’t a girl with angelic looks, long eyelashes and soft round breasts. They are all beautiful to Draco, and he loves beautiful things. He likes to own them. And he likes better to break them. Weeks of the excitement and arousal of the hunting and the games; slow, delicious hours of teasing. One night only. Because once they give in the fun is spoiled and he no longer finds them to be of any interest. And they can throw themselves to his feet, suck at his balls or beg as they please; he will not move a muscle. He’ll remain devilishly still as they stroke him and he’ll casually let out a few moans or scream when he comes, but he will never play with them again. This gives him power over them, because they crave for him, they need him, they’d do anything. And he likes to be adored. Draco, like his father before him, takes the tears as an exquisite tribute to be paid to his beauty. But unlike his father, he enjoys showing people that he can be even better than their wildest dreams.
In the first night he’ll magically bond them to the bed and do all the playing, taking pleasure in their pleasure, feasting in their lust. Then it’s over and up to them. He will not show any interest whatsoever; IF he’s in a good mood he’ll allow them to touch him. But he won’t touch back.
Draco has a permanent slave on Pansy Parkinson. She has always been there. And recently she has developed a fetish Draco finds to be rather interesting – she likes blood. Her lover’s or her own, it’s all the same to Pansy. Draco enjoys having her for the night every now and then, and he’s aware that he’s the cause of her state. For Pansy has low self-esteem and will get it on with almost everyone. Boy or girl. At least anyone in Slytherin. She is a junky, helpless unhappy person. Draco knows that he is to blame for almost all that is happening to her, but he couldn’t care less. Instead he watches with satisfaction how dependant is she of his attention, which turned her into a toy for him. It doesn’t matter how many times Draco shoves her out of his bed by the morning; a wave of his hand will have her back there by night. Not that he is rude to her, such attitude would have been contrary to everything he has learned at home. Malfoys are subtle, and they have keep their slaves at a teasingly neutral distance. If needed, their slaves will be held close, otherwise they can just stand by and wait.
Draco knows that he can bitch all he want, there is hardly someone who doesn’t desire him. And he believes firmly that he can make virtually ANYONE do so. Even his greatest enemy. Even his father... Now THAT’s something complex. Draco has spent a great deal of time dealing with the thought of him and his father together, and how appealing it may be he has decided strongly against it. He did want to join Lucius in the flesh, and he wished their bodies were as close as were their souls. But he had rejected the idea, because he knows how deep is Lucius’ love for him, and fears that a union of this kind will either break the bond that exists between them or strengthen it enough to make it suffocating.
The bond that Draco and his father share is a complex one. A mutual one, where love is taken and given at the same measure and both put lots of effort on making the other happy. But not like his love for him makes Lucius go any easier on his son. On the contrary, he demands a lot from Draco because he knows what the boy is capable of and wants to help him become all he can be. And subsequently Draco fears and loves Lucius alike; it’s mostly the fear of the disappointment in Lucius’ eyes that come before the punishment and hurts so much more. Because those eyes will keep haunting him, telling him how unworthy of the family name he is. But unlike many on the same situation he is sure that his father loves him. And that is something to hold on.
It has started out with Draco being utterly and totally dependant of his father. He’d show it in the subtlest ways, for Lucius did not approve of displays of affection. But Draco showed it nevertheless, and was rewarded with small mannerisms, a semi-smile and an amused twinkle in the eye being the most frequent among them. He saw such things three or four times. But this only made Draco more keen on making his father proud of him, rather than making him sad. He learned that acts show a lot more than words, and that his father’s affection was something to be earned out of hard work. And this is how Draco learned to endear most the things that held greater difficulty to be achieved. This feature became one of the most relevant and widely known about his persona.
It took Draco 15 long years to realise that the bond he and his father shared worked both ways. That he was the only one close enough to Lucius’ heart to break it by disappointing him. Not that he had ever, even for a fraction of second, doubted of his father’s love for him; it had been the only constant in the Malfoy household as well as in his whole life. But now he could see that Lucius put every bit of effort on their relationship, and was so pleased to learn that his father was like him. He realised that Lucius had planned and worked hard for it, that his father had known all along that one day they would be equals.
There were few people that Lucius considered equals and they all had to fight constantly to keep the label, whilst Draco had the possibility to expand beyond Lucius. Or at least he thought to. He intends to do that by letting himself be more free than he believes his father to be. He knows that everyone, and this includes Severus, Voldemort and Lucius himself, believe Lucius to have no flaws. But Draco knows better than that; he’s able to penetrate the unbreakable Malfoy facade and see that his father craves for something he doesn’t know what is. His son knows it, though. He craves for being taken slowly, oh so painfully slowly, by someone who has power over him. He knows that Lucius wants to be held and teased and played with, at least one time. And he knows too that there are only two people in the whole world who can do that, one being Draco himself. The other one is Severus Snape.
Yes. The bond between his father and his mentor hasn’t gone unnoticed by Draco; he actually believes himself to know more about it than both of them. Not that they let anything slip, outsiders would never suspect. But Draco knows.
Despite everything, he knows. He knows a lot. About his father, Pansy, Snape. Oh he knows a lot about Snape too.
He knows that Severus is unhappy with the state of things between he and Lucius. He is too aware of the Head of the House’s adoration, the one that is projected upon Draco himself and of which he disposes very carefully. Severus Snape is another one that Draco trusts firmly he can have if he wants to. Actually Draco has seriously considered sleeping with him, but he knew that it would start out as a faint echo of what Severus and Lucius could have had and end up as the reason for either him or the Potions Master to be seen by Lucius as a traitor. And is the last thing Draco wants, for he loves his father. It is beyond anything; he considers his father as a part of himself, something entangled with his very essence and from which he could not bear to be apart. The cunning silver dragon can toy with anyone and use them on his games, ANYONE but his father. And he is pleased to know that it works both ways. His whole personality was built over Lucius’ love for him. He’ll do anything to keep it.
One of Draco’s main goals in life is to make Lucius proud. Being on his 6th year at Hogwarts, and has been told that this will be the year he will join Voldemort’s service. As soon as he turns 16. Draco has been waiting anxiously for this moment, and he fears it no less. It will be the ultimate test. His own power, charisma, all of his skills and magnetism against the Dark Lord's widely known brainwashing. Draco’s aiming high; he wants to make the black mark something to be remembered and endeared by Voldemort as a precious bond between them, rather than a symbol of the Dark Lord’s domination. He wants to make Voldemort lust and crave for him as much as everyone else does. He wants to bend the ultimate manipulative to his will, and offer it as a tribute to Severus, his Father and most of all himself. Because the last two are the ones that Draco endears the most. The only ones he has ever, and will ever be, capable of loving truly. They are one being only. Lucius and Draco Malfoy.
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