You Could Have Been “Wonderful”
Made by the amazing Prat Pass
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Damien had to admit he was honestly glad Lorenzo and his father was staying with them for the holidays due to the Dragonclaw gala as it meant his father wouldn’t try to berate him at least now while they were in front of guest after all Grant Dragonclaw cared about one thing more of all, keeping the Dragonclaw family name out of any scandals especially in the public eye. Damien was currently sat in his room reading a new book he had gotten for his birthday beside him in a beautiful golden and bronze birdcage was a blue spinx macaw one of the many gifts his mother and apparent his father at least for this one had gotten him for his birthday which he celebrated with friends at Hogwarts. Damien had to admit he did quite enjoy the macaw it was a absolutely beautiful such a stunning and pretty bird which Damien took as a sign of how beautiful nature was with so many hidden gems to be discovered. When Damien was thinking of a name for the bird he realized that another name for a precious gem was a Jewel, so that ended up being the bird name. He quickly got up getting the bird seed and opening the cage and putting his hand in there gently for Jewel to be able to eat the seeds, he was honestly worried with hoe Apollo would react to her but so far he hasn’t tried to attack her and shows more of a curiosity or friendliness to her so that was good. Suddenly Damien door opened wide as his mother Evanora Dragonclaw stepped though the door, her face stood silent almost as if she was bracing for an approaching storm but that wasn’t the only thing in her face he also saw regret as if she wanted to apologize for something, but Damien didn’t understand why his mother gave him that kinda of vibe as noting has happened yet…and that’s when it hit him that’s why she was here, something was about to happen. “Damien sweetheart…your father he would like to have a word with us in his study away from…our guest so if you could make your way there that would be lovely” As she spoke he could tell her tone was mixed with a protectiveness of sorts, he knew if his father ever went too far he knew she would step in but that didn’t mean he wasn’t slightly worried about what his father wanted to talk about. He watched her walk out of his room to where he assumed his father was waiting for them. He closed his book before slowly getting up and bracing himself for whatever he might face. He walked slowly down the hall his socks hitting the cold wooden floors as he heard them creak underneath him, he finally made his way to the study where his father was waiting before he knocked on the door and walked inside as he slowly closed the door behind him leaving it slightly cracked. Damien noticed his mother was already sitting down with a cup of tea in her hand as she was sipping it elegantly while his father sat at the desk looking at him. “So glad you could come as we need to have a discussion about school and the…crowd you hang around..” His tone was cold almost stern as if he was seeing how Damien would react to this accusation. Damien so far didn’t have any reaction as he knew it would make himself already look guilty, the only thing currently on his mind was how could his father possible know who he talked to at school. When Grant didn’t get no reaction he decided to push further. “Damien, lying is bad you know and right now your lying to me and your mother” As he spoke it felt like daggers were being pressed into Damien chest, he didn’t like this feeling and he especially didn’t like where this was going, suddenly his father opened one of his desk drawers before pulling out a peice of parchment that almost looked like a letter, Damien eyes widen as he immediately recognized that hand written, it was one of the many letters his best friend Cirrus wrote him since he left Hogwarts to go take care of his grandpa in South Korea. Damien remembered when he heard Cirrus had left he was absolutely devastated since he didn’t get to say goodbye to his friend however he was delighted when in the coming week he has gotten a letter from him asking how he and everyone was as well as telling Damien how South Korea was, it actually made Damien happy that he could stay in contact. So when Damien father pulled that letter out Damien felt a bit of rage build up inside as he didn’t like his friend being used agansit him. “So not only have you brought shame onto me and our families name by associating yourself with this Mudblood and who knows how many others! But you lied about it to me and your mother!” As Grant Dragonclaw spoke his voice had fury and rage in it almost like he could lose his composure any moment. Damien was absolutely pissed when he heard his father called Cirrus a Mudblood while that words was vile and wicked and absolutely cruel, Damien didn’t care what his father said about him anymore he drew the line when he mentioned Cirrus, Damien would protect his friend no matter what. “But then don’t get me started on those halfbloods you associate yourself with what was her name again..oh yes! Elena Clark was it ? I remember she gave you these ridiculous light up muggle sunglasses shaped like stars, you keep disrespecting our family name for Christ sake Damien, how much more of a disappointment can you be! And don’t get me started on that disgraceful former head of house! I mean a werewolf as a head of house that’s horrible!” That was the tipping point for Damien he couldn’t believe his father would be so disrespectful not to his friends but to his own former head of house, he was about to do something he never thought he would ever do. “Now wait just a moment! You can say whatever you want father but I will not let you disrespect my friends or my former head of house!” Damien has never talked back to his father before but he suddenly felt empowered to do something when his friends were threaten and he currently didn’t like how his fathers was talking about them. Suddenly he felt a sharp sting to the right side of his cheek as his eyes widen he realized his father had just slap him, he never would have expected that and honestly the pain he felt in his cheek wasn’t as bad as the pain he felt in his heart towards his father. He noticed his mother get up quickly looking extremely worried and almost enraged at that as his father continued on his rant. “You are such a disappointment to me. I can’t believe this my son should be as wonderful as his father, yet somehow you aren’t as wonderful as I hoped!” He sighed as he held his forehead before slowly calming down before his features soften into what Damien saw as a false sense of kindness. “But we can fix all of that…if we just quit associating with these mudbloods and half bloods and put you on the right path then you can be truly wonderful again!” and that is what broke him, his father didn’t care about him or his feelings or how he wanted to live life no he wanted him to live his in his shadow as the obedient perfect son like he always dreamed of who would be such a proud Gryffindor. Suddenly his vision got darker as his breathing started to get heavier as he felt his chest feel tighter as suddenly a distorted imagine of him appeared again this time in a red and gold suit like one of the ones his father would wear slowly approach him causing him to back up more. “Look at you a pathetic excuse for a son..let’s be honest I’m the better son he wants, the perfect son!” As Damien breathing continues to get faster and faster as if he was hyperventilating he was suddenly brought back from reality from the sound of something slamming down hard on the desk. He slowly turned now realizing he was agansit the door of his father study he looked back up to see his mother slamming her hands down onto his fathers desk while both yelling at each other. “GRANT! That is enough! I won’t have you doing any of this nonsense not to my son!” Her voice held anger and fury as she didn’t expect him to take the talk this far. Damien suddenly couldn’t take it anymore so he quickly grabbed Cirrus letter and the glasses Elena had given him before rushing to his room slamming the door behind him. He quickly moved to the box underneath his bed that had a lock on it before slowly unlocking it and placing the letter in it with all the other ones he had from Cirrus before he closed the box locking it and moving it back underneath his bed, he tried to compose himself as he still felt like he couldn’t breath. He set his star shape sunglasses that Elena gave him on his dresser as his movements were wobbly as he looked over at a photo of him and his father from when he was younger looking so much..happier. In his anger he picked it up and threw it agansit the wall as he slumped down on his knees as he finally let some tears fall out of his eyes as he sobs softly speaking to himself. “Can I still be…wonderful?” the words were almost quiet like a whisper as he hugged his knees and tried to compose himself before the gala later that evening. |
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| IC date: 27th of December | Extra: I had permission from Elena Clark and Fire Davis (formerly Cirrus Nam) to mention their characters. |
| English: #0056d6 | Thoughts: Italics |
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