Dad, NO! (Draco Malfoy x Reader) COMPLETED!

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~DAD, NO!~

"What do you think is my problem?" Dad drawls in an annoyed tone. I look at him in a hurt way as I angrily state, "I have no clue. But I do know that it shouldn't be towards me. You of all people should be proud of me, if anything! I did a marvelous thing! Everyone was proud, even Albus Dumbledore himself, and he's not even my father!" He looks at me, shocked at my words. His face turns angry and his fists clench. "What you did was idiotic! It was foolish! I raised you better. You risked your life for Harry Potter, of all people! You could've been killed!" My frown shifts to a scowl and my cheeks flush red. "I didn't get killed! And you're missing the point! I stopped Professor Quirell AND Voldemort himself! I'm proud of myself for once, which doesn't happen often. I only try to please you and everyone around me."
I start to tear up as I walk past him. As I'm walking, he is the one that grabs my arm this time, stopping me in my tracks. "Y/N.. I'm sorry for yelling. I just-I just can't lose you. You're the only person I have in my life that I truly care about. I need you.. I can't lose you." His voice grows soft, I can hear it crack at the end. I nudge off his arm, turning my head slightly so he could only see the side of my face, where a tear was rolling down my cheek.
"It's fine, it's-it's whatever. I understand. I'm sorry for being so stupid and foolish. I won't do it again. I'll just keep quiet and to myself." And with that, I walk to the front doors of our mansion, open one, and walk in, slamming the door behind me.
"Mistress Y/N, how wonderful to see you again! It's been very lonely without you and your father here during the school year!" One of our house elves Dimian says, coming up to me and smiling. I wipe my tears quickly, clearing my throat before saying, "And it's nice to be back Dimian. It's wonderful to see you." I smile softly. "Dimian.. You called her Mistress Y/N, what are you doing?! You have to call her Mistress Snape, she's one of our masters!" I hear whispering come from behind Dimian.
He steps to the side, allowing me to see a house elf I've never met. "We only call Mister Snape by the family name. Mistress Y/N is sweet, kind, and respecting towards us house elves-" He says before whispering, "-But, she does have her fathers temper, so be careful. Don't take her for granted." I giggle as the new house elf nods. "Well, what's your name then, dear?" I say sweetly to the house elf. She seems taken aback by this, but quickly composes herself. "Amodria, Mistress Y/N." Amodria says shyly. "What a pretty name." I grin at her. She smiles and fiddles with her cloth that's dirty and tied loosely around her body. "Would you like me to wash that for you?" I ask Amodria sincerely. Her jaw drops as she shakes her head quickly. "N-No ma'am, never. That would be my job!" She stutters. "It's fine. If you need anything of that sort, please ask me." I smile cheerfully at here. "Thank you, ma'am." Amodria bows.
"Mistress Y/N, may I ask a question?" Dimian asks carefully. "Of course Dimian!" I giggle at him. "Ma'am, were you crying?" He asks softly and sincerely. "Haha, no, why would I be?" I fake laugh as I turn around and head up the stairs to my room.
Before I disappear, I hear Dimian say, "That's the thing with Mistress Y/N, she hides her feelings very well in public, but at home, she sometimes forgets that she's a high ranked pure blood, so her feelings flow more than she can handle. Sometimes, I'll go up to her room, and she'll be crying. You just have to softly ask her 'Are you okay, ma'am?' And if she says yes, than leave her alone. If she says no, then you can approach her. Rub her back in smooth circles until she falls asleep. She's just a kind, hurt child that needs a friendly touch here and there." After he says this, I'm about to turn and go to my room, when I hear my dad come in. "Hello Mister Snape! Such a pleasure to-" "Dimian, I am most certainly not in the mood for kind greetings. Where has Y/N gone off to? Did she look upset?" He cuts Dimian off. His voice sounds croaky and strained, like he's been crying. "She went off to her room, of course. Although, she did look like she had been crying. Like you, sir. Are you okay, Mister?" Dimian asks, concerned about the both of us.
"YES, I am fine. I'm just looking for my child." My dad snapped, obviously annoyed. I come from around the corner, tears streaming down my face. I stop at the top of the staircase. "I'm here father, no need to get angry with our house elves. They were only being concerned for our well being." I could feel tears streaming down and dripping off my chin, hitting the marble with a soft,
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
"If you wanna' get feisty with someone, then do it with me." I snap, clenching my fists.
Tap. Tap tap. Tap. Tap tap.
"Sweetheart, I was just worried. I was being a parent. You understand.. Don't you? Please don't be angry with me." He pleads, moving his hands with each word he speaks.
Tap. Tap tap tap. Tap. Tap.
"I could never stay angry with you. I'm just sad.. Sad that I can't be more pleasing to you. Sad that I can be the best daughter for you. Sorry that I make bad decisions and disappoint you."
Tap tap. Tap. Tap tap. Tap tap tap.
"Darling, you couldn't make me more proud. You're all the rage, the best in centuries, and for that, a father like me couldn't be prouder." He makes his way up the stairs slowly.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
He makes his way up to me.
Tap. Tap.
He comes to face level with me.
Tap-
And then he wipes my tears away, pulling me into a hug.
"I love you." He says in a soft, whimpering voice.

"I love you too, dad."