The Watcher; Draco Malfoy 18+✅

Chapter Four.

Chapter four

June 5th 2004

Shivering and naked cocooned in a soothing cascade of falling water, as if im within arms that flow and hug gently

Beneath the shower head, the most reliable of silver clouds, I am the inverse lining the beating heart and core

Within the glassed four walled cubicle, I feel safe
Tipping my head back to allow the free flow to hit my face, gathering water in my mouth to spit into the rain watching it disappear

If only the troubles surrounding with just glide down the plug hole

Today is the day I was born, Twenty six years ago

I never know how to react, Father never bothered it was just another date on the calendar

Mother made minimal effort

My tight knit group of friends used it as an excuse to drink and have one night fumbles at the expense of the day I bust into the world
After, allowing my body to relax and reduce to a prune, I stepped out the shower

Wrapping an Egyptian cotton towel around my waist

Using a palm to wipe the condensation off the mirror above the sink

Six foot two frame, eyes like mystic fog you see at the beginning of a horror flick a thousand stories to tell.
All unspoken, non verbal

Scars scattered across my flesh, like natural tattoos accompanied by the man made one's

I found tattoos my outlet for expression

Punching things didn't get me far, fucking women got me less

So, feeling sad - Get a tattoo

Bad day at the office - Get a tattoo

Grocery store doesn't have the mango juice I like with my morning bagel - Go get a tattoo

I've become a tapestry

Some meaningful, most not I just thought they were interesting

Sighing at the once intimidating, soul crushing and panty dropping figure

Nothing more than a mirage of my former self
Sulking to the bedroom, I throw on dark wash denims, fixed in place a dragon leather belt, plain white tee and white trainers

I feel good, my style changed

No more suits for me, accept for formal events of course I'm not a damn heathen

Katya hates how I style myself, she is always Doused in fine silk dresses and red bottom heels

At the expense of my bank account of course
I appreciate that attire, but I've matured and adapted

Finishing the look with a silver chain hanging down my neck

I made my way to greet my wife, she isnt in the bedroom not that we often share she usually sleeps down the hall

Meaning me and my right hand have become reunited, since my teenage days
Stepping into the kitchen I see black balloons filling the dinning room, presents covering the table

I couldn't help the smile spreading on my face, as I saw my beautiful wife sipping coffee gracefully at the kitchen island

Our Manor was open plan, I enjoyed hosting dinner parties and being able to converse whilst cooking

We had elves but something about pouring your on creative juices into a meal, then watching the appreciation as it satisfies their palates

Hair swept over her left shoulder, knitted cream three piece crop top, short and cardigan hanging off her body slightly exposing those define collar bones