Secure
Draco roamed the manor’s grounds freely. His friends had already returned home. He was now unfortunately bored.
His preferred elf Romy followed at a distance, his father forever paranoid the corrupt ministry would snatch the Malfoy heir somehow despite his monumental precautions.
He was young, why his father couldn’t simply destroy those trying to harm them didn’t make sense in his mind.
Magic was everything.
Wasn’t it?
Those with it controlled everyone…
Everything…
Those with the most power… they dominated the weak.
Draco would never be weak! He had decided that. He and his friends were the top tier, their families ran their world. His father, his legacy was ancient and potent. Draco Lucius Malfoy would be like royalty among his piers.
He would have his choice of bride.
Not that at eight he cared about that fact, trudging along. The grounds were home to gorgeous orchards that never failed, lovely lakes, beautiful fields of multicolored flowers of ever shade, and streams. He was searching for the waterfall near the edge.
The thick forest held many magical creatures, tamed by his family for hundreds of years. He held no fear, within the forest, near the edge of the Malfoy property… was the waterfall.
Massive and majestic, Draco liked to climb the rocky area. Sometimes he swam in the pool at its base. Lay upon the flat moss beneath stretching shade trees. It was like its own universe, so quiet.
He wondered if the water had been infused with elemental energy.
His father forbid his ventures… it bordered the muggle family next to them. The muggle’s property was also vast, he had never even seen one… yet.
Draco was curious about them.
They sounded like odd things. In his studies, weird looking… magicless, aggressive, uncivilized beings.
They required wizard’s guidance.
Still.
The possibility, the danger?
Plus the ministry…
Draco risked it anyway.
Romy never told either.
He was quite loyal.