FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Draco laughed a little and shook his head. "not NEARLY as much as I did!" he admitted snickering a little as he shook his head a little. "i mean for Merlin's sake it's one thing to lose, it's one thing to loose because the only player who could PLAY Broke his arm!" he complained, slumping, still sulking about it. he shook his head a little. "i still can't beleive he was more abused than i was." he admitted wrinkling his nose. "mother and father where distant, and i was an emotionless whelp because of it... but they never struck me." it had been very hard to hide bruises from the very observant Cer, Ron and Hermione never bothered asking, they'd always known he had bruises, they'd assumed it was from rough play at home or muggle sports, but Cer had realized, very quickly, that Harry's uncle was striking him. an they weren't soft blows either. he smirked at the woman, pressing his nose to her neck before suddenly lifting up his pants leg, showing her a glittering Anklet, the first one she'd ever given him. it was still golden and shining with the little silver hearts dangling off of it. "i never take it off." he admitted smiling a little. "not even in the bath..." he admitted sighing a little. "it was the only thing i could take with me." he admitted shaking his head. "Father burned everything else..." he admitted. "but i was wearing it when he burned all of the things i got from you, and he didn't know about it... i left that night..." he shook his head. "and i never took it off after that..." he admitted smiling at him.