Muggle Born Submission

Draco stared in awe at the massive building before him. It was dark and looming and had a air of mysteriousness about it. He watched as people came and went and they were all dressed in black, except for a few who caught Draco's eye.

"Are they all Witches father?" He asked with curiousity.

Lucius just watched silently for a few seconds before answering his son. "Not all Draco, some are Muggles" he said and his lips turned up in a snarl. "They can enter the club if they are hosted by a Wizard or Witch." Draco nodded and then began to walk towards the door, eager to enter. He noticed that the place was called "The Sanctuary" and the words were lit up in green neon lights. As soon as the doorman saw Lucius he allowed both him and Draco to enter.

The atmosphere was incredibe. It was all dark inside except for a few candles lit here and there. The bar was long and winding with almost every seat filled. You could hardly hear yourself think as the sensual Gothic music played across the dance floor. Draco was immediatley drawn to a area in the back of the club, and noticed a few people standing there. He turned around to find his father at the bar ordering them a drink. Furthur he walked, until he found a secret hiding area with a black light which made all white clothing glow. That was when he saw..

"Here son, I got this for you. Happy birthday" Lucius said and handed him a drink which smelled very strong and menacing. Draco brought it to his nose and tooka sniff. He immediatley turned away and made a look on his face that brought his father to laugh.

"Don't worry Draco, it isn't going to kill you. Drink it and relax. Have a good time" Lucius said and watched as his son took a sip of the hard alcoholic drink. Draco had to admit that even though it was harsh, he enjoyed the way it burned down his throat. Suddenly he remembered what he had been looking at before his father interrupted him.

That girl. Where did she go? he wondered, and looked around in the black light room to find her gone. He shrugged, and sat down against the wall watching all the people who pass him by. His father began conversing with another Wizard a few feet away leaving Draco alone with his thoughts and he was grateful. He couldn't have his father hovering over him all night if he was to find himself a beautiful witch to bed. He took more of the alcohol and began to feel fuzzy inside. Oh this is nice. He thought to himself, and rested his back against the chair and waited for what was to happen next.


TBC.....
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