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Thousands of people have killed themselves I'm going to hell anyway why not? I could hang myself with all my work ties OR I could possibly get a house elf to brain me with my own cane..Ah but Draco needs me ..or does he? I grew up without a dad No.. I promised not to kill myself ..Dammit.. Was the first thing that entered Lucius's groggy mind when he stared at the wall of his prison for the 4th time that day He wasn't thinking very clearly you could easily lose your head with nothing to talk to but yourself Hah! if only they could see ucky old Lucius ow..I guess money is wasted on the rich eh? Its not like I care whether I'm rich or not In fact..I could do with a smaller house to pace..And these bloody houseelves..Damb I wish the Ministry would call He frantically walked the huge house over and over again untill he came to the library and stopped diving through the door to escape the house elves who would so incocently torture him with "Can I get you anything sir you look like your having trouble"? "Would you like me to fetch you your cane sir"? "Where is Mrs. Malfoy sir"? "Would you like some tea sir you look pale"? Over and over untill Lucius left the room feeling sick. Once he was inside he locked and bolted it I will do what I always do I will calm down and read a book.. Lucius was a heavy reader he enjoyed various wizard authors such as Tolkein,Poe,Dickons,Howard,Asomauf,Herbert today he chose a dusty old novel called "The Hobbit" he sat down cross legged and started to read then checked his watch after an hour or so 3 more hours untill Narcissa comes home..to rescue me from going insane
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