Sorry is the Hardest Word to Say

"You haven't changed Draco. Your still an evil git."

I woke up with a start. I glanced at the clock. It was 8 o'clock. Ugh, I don't want to get up, I thought. It was almost the end of summer and I knew that Father needed me downstairs soon because of the Death Eater meeting. I got dressed, and went downstairs. "Good Morning, Draco." said my mother, Narcissa. "Good Morning." I mumbled back. It wasn't a good morning. I missed Lily, and I feel so bad about what happened. I didn't blame her for wanting to see what was going on at the Astronomy Tower. I'm pretty sure she thought I was the one who killed Dumbledore. I'm glad she wasn't killed by that one Death Eater. I sure hope she's okay now, even if she hates me. I wonder how Draco Jr. is doing...

"Draco, after you finished your breakfast your father needs you to go to the grand dining room. That is where the Dark Lord wants to meet." My mum said as she placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. "Yes, mum..." I mumbled back. I started to eat and sulked. "Don't sound so disappointed. Serving the Dark Lord is more of an honor than going back to that school." My mum snapped at me. "Sorry. Of course its an honor." I said back, sighing. "That's my Draco." My mum sighed as she kissed the top of my head. I finished up my breakfast and headed to the grand dining room. Everything reminded me of her. Why did my mum have to love lily flowers so much? I miss her...lovely lily...