Post by cam on Feb 8, 2013 4:11:09 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; padding: 0px; border-top: 20px solid #151515;][bg=2e4461] [style=background-color: 8e8855;position: relative; padding: 2px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 19px; color: #000000; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; opacity: 0.8]if i die young, bury me in satin While wondering bored one day in Diagon Alley, I happened to chance upon Lucius Malfoy. And what a meeting it was. I think the man hates me. The fact rather pleases me. Though I have a feeling that Draco won't be as happy about the whole situation when I tell him about it. [/style]Of course that might have to do with the fact that I was crude and utterly disrespectful. I probably should have kept myself in check, but being so bored that seemed like such an utterly ridiculous idea that I did not entertain it for more than a second, perhaps two. Why should I have to keep myself in check? Why should I have to display caution? That is not my way. I am entitled to everything that I want and I will have it whether anyone likes it or not. Apparently Papa Malfoy has a short memory and is very narrow-minded though. I do not think he recalled my family. Poor Mama and Papa would be crushed if they heard that. Perhaps I shall tell them and see how it works out. Of course he might retort back to them that I was rude and crass and utterly unacceptable, but I would hope that they should be accustomed to such a thing these days. I have only acted this way for as long as I recall. I have discovered, however, that Lucius Malfoy does not care to hear that one is threatening to f*** his son. I have yet to understand why. I thought it quite a lovely introduction. I was simply being honest. Perhaps he would have rather I lied. Oh well, he forgot my parents, I forgot my manners. A minor slip up on both of our parts really. I shall consider apologizing at some point in the future. I will grant that he and I did have a rather interesting conversation. Though I think he may be under the mistaken impression that I am gay. Which is simply not true. I am far more than that, but he did not want to hear about my peculiar nature. He also declined an offer to spank me. I would have let him too. It was more than just the boredom. Draco has a very fine looking man for a father and his voice is simply sinful. That is a man I could consider submitting to. I wonder if the son would be the same. But Poppa Malfoy also has this strange illusion that I have too high an idea of myself. I cannot say there that impression came from. I am the best and most deserving of Draco's friends after all. There can be no doubt considering the others I am to be compared to. Then again, I was only a touch discreet with him. That might have had something to do with it. Apparently one must not speak of anything. Name do not count with this Malfoy. He should likely die if he ever heard me truly uncensored. Now that could be a fun game. Of course he thinks that my father must be some kind of saint for his discretion. Absolutely absurd really. My father is far from that. My father is nothing more than a fool. My father is an insufferable idiot. I would like to say that I love him, but that would require feelings that I cannot possess towards my sire. I wonder if he'll actually tell Draco about our little meeting. I doubt it. Which means I shall have to do the honors when next I speak to my friend. That shall be quite the delightful conversation. TIME - summer 1995 - NOTES - it's Cam - WHO - lucius [/style] |
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