"Draco!" Lucius calls after me as I stock off. When I stop, he catches up to me fast. The anger of him bringing up my mum gets to me and I smack him. After he recovers, he sighs "I deserved that." When I smack him again, he nods "And that." one more smack "That as well."
"Don't you ever bring up my mother!" I hiss as I walk on, being followed by him "You abused both of us and you murdered her!"
"I didn't murder, Narcissa." Lucius insists and I stop dead in my tracks "I didn't." he sighs, before leaning against the wall and sinking to the ground and landing on his bum.
When he motions for me to sit, I do. After a long period of silence, I look at him "Why are we sitting on the ground?"
"Karkaroff killed Narcissa." he states, before looking at me "Not a damn day goes by that I don't think of her." He sniffles "I loved her more than anything in this life."
With a scoff, I reply "You abused her."
He looks at my, a hurt look on his face "Think harder, Draco."
When I think back to the times he abused her in front of me, I remember something that I never thought important.
He only did it in front of company... more importantly.
He only did it in front of Death Eaters.
Then, I remember when mum would tuck me in at night. She'd always tell me that Lucius was amazing.
"But-" I stop myself, before looking at him in confusion "Why, the hell, did you beat me?"
"You reminded me of your mother." he sighs, looking away from me "You were innocent. You saw the good, and the bad, of every situation." he shakes his head "She was just the same." he spits the rest "Karkaroff thought you too soft and wanted to toughen you up. He cursed her when she agreed with him."
"So." I sigh, leaning my head against the wall "You blamed me for her death?"
"No." he says, instantly, before continuing "I blamed myself. I'm the one who became a Death Eater. You had nothing to do with that." he sighs "I think I did it to stop myself from hurting..."
With a hum from me, he continues "When we were sitting in the office and the scank was screaming that she fixed you, I realized something." I hum to ask what it is "People either hurt others because they're hurt, or they vow to never hurt another."
"Parkinson has had everything handed to her." I state, before continuing "Nobody has hurt a hair on her head."
"She's an unfixible type of hurt, Draco." he sighs, before smirking "She's bat-shite crazy." When I scoff, he checks his watch "It's tea time. Would you like to have tea with me?"
"Lucius, d-"
"I think it's about time we repair this family." he states, standing up and holding a hand out to me.
After he pulls me up, we start towards my dorm "I'll have tea with you... if you can think of five things you know about me."
"One, you hate pickles." he smirks and I hold up a finger "Two, you sleep with a stuffed donkey named PinCushion." I hold up a second as we turn a corner "By the way, I bought that donkey on the day you were born from the hospital gift card. It came from a muggle telle show called Winnie the Pooh, it's name, in the show, is Eeyore."
I scoff and hold up another finger "Okay, the fact that you remember that is three."
"Four, you are horrified of Werewolves; however, your greatest fear is having no one and you often put on a masquerade to make sure someone won't leave you."
"You're scaring me, you know that?" I ask, holding up a fourth finger as I stop in front of my door "One more."
"Five, you love sweets; however, you hate ice cream because you hate the mess it makes and you always get brain-freeze."
With a frown of impressment, I open the door to find Harry is dead asleep in my bed "Should we leave?" Lucius whispers and I shake my head "Won't we wake him?"
I smirk and hold my finger to my lips, before walking forward and picking up an open box of Every Flavor Beans from the side table. When I toss one at his forehead without him waking up, Lucius frowns in impressment, but I'm not done.
"Draco, what are you doing?" he asks as I stand on the bed.
That's when I start screaming at Harry "Merlin, Harry! Haven't you ever heard of cleaning up after yourself!" as I jump on the bed, I laugh at the fact that Harry is still dead asleep "Lazy arse." After I land on my bum and smack his. Still, no response.
"Okay." Lucius frowns "He might be dead... or in a coma."
"Nope." I sigh, getting off the bed "This is every morning."
"How do you wake him up?" he asks as I plop down into my armchair "There must be someway."
"Roll him off the bed." I smirk as we sinks into Viktor's armchair "He'll probably be out for another hour."
Lucius nods, before snapping his fingers. A table appears in front of us, stocked with food. He smiles "For starter, we will have cucumber cream cheese finger sandwiches, strawberry and dark chocolate spread finger sandwiches, and peanut butter and fig jam finger sandwiches."
With a smile, I think back to the teatimes we had at the manor. We had two different foods, or so I thought. Nevertheless, these were my favorite.
"Then, on our second tier, we have a lemon scone, a dark chocolate scone, and a blueberry scone, along with orange marmalade." again, my favorites.
"On our last tier, we have flourless dark chocolate cake, caramel dark chocolate, powdered sugar rings with dark chocolate dip, and triple dark chocolate tiramisu." Also, my favorites "You sure like chocolate, don't you?"
"Only dark chocolate..." I'm about to continue, but he cuts me off.
"Because you're lactose intolerant." he smiles in amusement, before continuing "Along with Earl Grey." the food appears and he starts by pouring my tea "Now, are you feeling seven or eight sugar cubes, today?"
"You even remember how much sugar I put in my tea?" he nods with pride in his eyes and I scoff "Eight."
Once all the sugar is in my tea, he holds out a cream-pitcher and drops a bit in my tea "Lactose-free cream."
"Okay, you're starting to freak me out." I admit and he shrugs, before turning to his own tea "How do you know all of this, anyway?"
"We have had afternoon tea together, everyday, for three months, every year, for a decade." he states, silently declaring that his tea needs more cream.
"Fair enough." I shrug, before frowning "How do you feel?" I ask as I reach for a sandwich "About how today went?"
"Well..." he sighs, grabbing the same type of sandwich I did "I'm excited for the chance to actually talk to you. Aggravated at the slut that assaulted you. Decoding where your heads at. And bewildered over why you picked Potter over someone like Krum."
"Well, my head is about as fucked up as usual." I nod and he raises his eyebrows to me "It's just the normal, self-loathing, paranoid, mess it's been since the slut assaulted me." I sigh "But I'm working through it. And I'm pushing myself out of my shell a little bit more, everyday."
"And is it working?" he asks.
With a shrug, I sip on my tea "That's a loaded question." He hums and I continue "I'll ask Harry to hold my wrists. Or, grab my shoulders." I sigh "Once I get up to it, maybe I'll be sexually active, again."
"I wouldn't rush it." Lucius nods, before clearing his throat "Wait, who's the bottom?" He asks, before shrugging "It might be easier if you're the bottom."
"It's not." I state, before talking a sip and grabbing another sandwich "The one time that I tried, all I could think about was how she fucked up my life and how I might do the same to his."
When I spare a look back, I find he speaks softly in his sleep. An unexpected smile spreads across my face "He makes you happy, doesn't he?"
As Harry starts speaking parseltounge, I grab the spare spoon and toss it at him. He grumbles and turns in the bed.
"How does he sleep that deeply?" Lucius frowns.
When I turn back, I sigh "My theory is the curse that Voldemort casted on him, in his crib, caused him to go into a comatosed state when he sleeps."
"Don't say his name!" Lucius whispers, sitting his tea on the table "If you knew of the dark forces lurking in these walls-"
"Voldemort isn't a lord!" I interrupt, taking a sip of tea "He's an arse who should have met the boot, long ago." as Harry grumbles in bed, I look back "He tried to kill an innocent baby!"
"Do you love him?" he asks and I look to him.
"Yeah." I frown fakely as I nod, before reaching for the last sandwich as Lucius grabs his.
He hums "This peanut butter and fig preserve mixture is really nice."
"Lucius?" I ask and he looks up to my "Muggles just call it a PB and J."
"PB&J." he makes an impressed frown "Muggles are talented creatures."