Derailment | By : MidnightRoseAssassin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A lone figure sits on the front steps of a grandiose manor taking slow drags from a cigarette. His eyes shine in the darkness while ringed with red. His breath catches every so often, the feeling of strangulation while dry sobs prevail before the blank mask slips back over his features. The butt was tossed somewhere into the shallow grave of its brethren within the confines of the immaculate rose bushes. “Are you happy Potter? We’ve both failed her”, the glacial melancholy returned with a vengeance as he felt a soft hand smooth over his hair. “I know you’re not here. It’s all in my head. You’re gone. Please…stop haunting my waking moments.” He stands ignoring the phantom hand his fucked-up head created and makes his way back into the dreary house that used to be home.
The portraits had been removed and all mirrors but one had been blasted to slivers. He couldn’t deal with the sight of the monster looking back. Sure, it has the same hair, skin, and face but the eyes show nothing but a deranged cold-blooded killer. He ascended the rickety stairs not glancing back as one fell from its place clattering to the darkness of the dungeons below. Ah yes, the dungeons. He would bet 10 galleons that he spent more than half of his childhood chained in the second cell. His father had been generous enough to provide him with a window to view the outside world. How sentimental. A world which he could no longer traipse through without fear of being cursed or shunned. In truth, it would be better than silence and no curse could outdo what was already done.
He failed to kill Dumbledore. It did not matter that Snape had stepped in and finished the job. He still failed. The golden trio had fought hard but not hard enough. Some of their closest friends had perished at the hands of his brethren. Ginny, Fred, Tonks and his closest friends Pansy, Blaise, and Astoria. Ron was slaughtered by his hand not long after they were brought for identification by the snatchers. He watched Bellatrix torture Hermione and toss her to greyback like a rag doll. The following scene he bore witness to was what replaced pleasant dreams with horrific nightmares featuring himself. Things he would never let himself forget even in sleep.
“Surely you must know Draco”, Bellatrix grinned “Tell me, is it potter? There is no doubt the red head scum is another blood traitor Weasley.”
“I can’t be sure, what’s wrong with his face? It looks like a herd of hippogriphs chose to stampede then shit on it.” The room dropped degree after degree until cloaks were drawn close as the Dark Lord entered. Bellatrix dropped into a low bow nearly wetting herself in excitement and ecstasy as the Dark Lord smoothed his hand over her black tangles. “My Lord”, an inclination of the head followed by a clatter and earsplitting scream as the cruciatus curse was unleashed upon him.
“I did not permit you to speak Draco. I was assured that you would be kept in check. I assume the incompetence stems from your sniveling father.” Draco lay on the floor panting his eyes never leaving Voldemort. A wicked smirk curled on his nonexistent lips as he eyed what could only be Hermione. Whatever it was they did to change their appearance was wearing off, her long matted brown hair and fiery eyes were coming clearly into view.
“My Lord, the sword is missing!” Lucius burst into the room panting then stilling at the scene before him. His heir splayed prone on the floor as Bella acciod Hermione to her feet before drawing her poisoned blade.
“Where is it little mud blood? Where is the sword?!” Bellatrix knelt dragging the tip of the dagger along Hermione’s cheek, the blood welling and dripping down her pained face. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and Draco was sick at the gurgling of foam and blood in her airways. “You forget, I know occlumency you little bitch. Where is my sword!” she laughed maniacally her head thrown back and eyes taking on that crazed sheen.
“Enough, Bella. We can retrieve the sword. Stop playing with your food. However, I’m sure greyback could retrieve the information easily.” Bella’s grin faltered for a moment before unleashing an unholy screech of a cackle.
“Do your worst greyback. I leave the mud blood in your more than capable claws”. The hair stood up with unpleasant gooseflesh on the back of Draco’s neck as his family ring grew warm and a sick bubbling moved around his stomach. “Draco.” His eyes snapped to the Dark Lords red ones, “ Lupus solvo” Voldemort walked away with everyone else dispersing as greyback dragged Hermione into the family dungeons. Snarls emitted from Draco as he hunched onto the marble floor his bones breaking and contorting until an inhuman howl permeated the Malfoy manor.
He woke remembering nothing of the previous night other than snippets of he and greyback partaking in Hermione’s flesh in the human and wolf sense. He was certain that she had died from the injuries. He shuddered running to the loo and barely managing to make it to the toilet to expel what could only be described as the coagulated blood of the witch he loved since 4th year.
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