Goodnight, Demon Slayer

Goodnight, Demon Slayer
Chapter Ten:
Aah, The Joys of Evil

"I'm telling you, Father. Snape is not fucking the Mudblood," raged Draco, managing to somehow simultaneously whine. Sitting at the desk in his study, Lucius looked quite uninterested and rolled his eyes condescendingly.

"Honestly, Draco,” Lucius drawled dispassionately. “You sound like a child whose toy has been taken away."

"I am," Draco spat at his father, contempt and loathing in each elongated syllable.

"Draco Malfoy. You were raised to have more class than that. Besides, she will be yours soon enough. There have been rumblings of Severus' disloyalty for years now. It's only a matter of time before the truth comes out and he is destroyed." As far as he was concerned, it was fact. Severus Snape was a disloyal traitor in Lucius’ estimation, and he could not for the life of him figure why the Dark Lord hadn’t had him taken care of yet. Surely, Lord Voldemort didn’t still trust the Greasy Git.

"He dishonors Slytherin and everything it stands for!" Draco raged on, pacing in front of his father’s desk angrily.

"You are not wrong, son. In recent years Severus has become increasingly blind and warm-hearted where the Old Man is concerned. I do not trust him. But then again, I don’t trust you."

Draco’s head whipped up, looking at Lucius questioningly, a hint of betrayal in his eyes.

"Father?"

"Lesson number one, Draco. Never trust anyone. It's nothing personal, but you should know that if you stand between me and something I want, I will kill you. I would expect the same of you."

Assuaged by the answer, the boy began to pace again.

"Of course, Father,” he agreed, fury boiling just below the surface, ready to break free in the form of a tantrum. “Ooh, but I want her, Father! She was promised to me and I want her! I want to smack that smart-ass smirk off her face. I want to shut that know-it-all mouth!"

"Shut it, Draco?" asked Lucius, eyebrow arched high. D smi smirked a little at this. In this, as in all things, Draco found his father was right.

"Well, not exactly shut it. But she won’t be able to talk ."

"Soon enough, Draco. If you are working on collecting incriminating information like you say you are, then it should not be long now. "

"I don’t understand why I can't just go in there and take her myself!" he griped.

"Firstly, because Severus would kill you on sight. It wasn’t smart of you to make that scene in front of the entire student body. I must say I was completely disappointed to hear of that. Secondarily, because we never disobey the Dark Lord's orders. He had a good reason for letting Snape's claim stand, so we will wait until the Dark Lord approves any action to take her from him."

“But I want her now!"

"Then you should be working on gathering information," Lucius snapped. His son’s impetuousness was beginning to anger him. This was the problem with Draco. He was always talk and no action. He would think about a plot for a year before actually putting in any real work.

"I AM!" Draco screamed, his face red with fury.

"Then why is it," Lucius began, somewhat disjointedly. Looking a bit piqued, the elder Malfoy stopped speaking and closed his eyes. After several seconds a pretty blonde girl emerged from under the table that Lucius was sitting at, licking her lips. The girl, though familiarly shaped, never turned to Draco, and he was quite unconcerned to find out who is father's latest conquest was. He was, however, a bit in awe as he saw another girl, again familiar but not facing him, emerge from the murky depths. "Ah, thank you, dears. No, no! Stay. This involves you,” continued Lucius. “Why is it, Draco, that this little girl has already given me more information in one afternoon than you have over the entire summer?"

"I... well..." Draco sputteredhoevhoever this girl was, she was going to get it if Draco ever came face to face with her. He’d show her what happened to little girls who forget their place. He’d show her.

The girl finally turned to face Draco and his heart stopped for a split second before the trademark Slytherin smirk once again made its way across his features. Just her.

"Hello, Pansy." The girl smiled at him, but as the other girl turned to face him, Draco's heart dropped into his stomach. Her? Here? Why? An appalled sneer made its way across his lips, and though his father looked quite pleased with himself, Draco was disgusted.

"What the hell are you doing here, Mudblood?"


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