I Wish...

Warning: I am not good at writhing and don’t have some one to read over my work so if there are mistakes I beg for you forgiveness.

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“Haha, don’t look at me like that. Come now we must hurry before some one notices that were together and think it to be suspicious.”

“You are so strange. We don’t get along all that well and have never really spoken with each other till I had to try and recruit you. The only thing we have in common is the house we are placed in, and well now this.” Draco lightly chuckled after saying this and led Harry off.

They both walked hurriedly down a dark ally-way in Hogsmeade. After only a little while they both vanished behind a small rundown shop with a cracking noise and both boys were gone, off to a remotely hidden place.

They had apparated and after a small time they were brought into see Lord Voldemort. He was sitting smugly in a large thrown chair that was placed on what seamed to be a small stage at the front of a very dark and cold large room. Draco stepped upon the bottom step of the stage and knelt on one knee before the young looking lord.

“I have done as you asked my lord. He is eager to join us and fallow you to reach your perfect world.”
The blond couldn’t help but smirk while speaking and thinking of all that has been promised to him for this one small dead.
Voldemort's face showed a true smile of complete pleasure as he slid forward in his chair. That expression then slowly became very twisted and evil.
“You have done well young Malfoy you are truly Luscious son. Come forward Harry I wish to look at you kneeling before me. Ah yesss just like that perfect. Did any one see you together? No, well that is best. Was it just this small group who lead you here the only ones to see you as you arrived here? Excellent.”
If possible his expression grew even darker and much more malicious looking.
His fingers snapped, Harry was suddenly grabbed and violently shoved to the ground, his wand taken from him.

“Draco darling, I am truly proud of you for convincing this most lovely creature to join my ranks. But I fear that I don’t actually want him in them… oh no I want him to suffer, suffer and eventually die. I am so proud of you that I wish to see you be the first to harm this precious little doll.”

Draco was stunned but thanks to all his training as the Malfoy heir he was able to place a quick blank expression upon his face to hide the true horror that he felt. This is not what he was told would happen; this is not something he wanted. His faith, trust and belief in his lord had just vanished from him and all that remained was fear and regret.

All of Harry’s struggles were in vain he could not escape the two men that held him down and nor could he prevent the sequences of events that were unfolding. All that he could do is grow more and more horrified. His life up till this point flashed through his head and then there was one thing that he could truly whish for.

“I wish I lived in a world where I could truly be happy.”

The words were said before there was any thoughts of keeping quiet could pass through his mind. But he had never wished for something so much in his entire life and he would probably never wish as hard at any time in his future.

Draco was lead to stand directly above the struggling form of Harry by some masked follower, Harry’s wand was placed in his hand, and they then helped him raise his wand arm.

“Come now, show us your power, and give us a spell. One that will cause much pain and to me some splendid joy.” Voldemort hissed in a sickening way.

He swallowed a gulp of air and trembled slightly as he heard the words of a desperate wish slip from those soft red lips before speaking the only torchur spell he could think of.

“Crucio”

It was a week cast, he had not been able to put the power and will be hind it that was truly needed but it seamed to be al-right. The dark lord was still entertained.

Harry’s body had jerked around although it had seemed to Draco that it was moving even before the words left his mouth. The blond had lost his ability to remain standing not because of the power drain that the spell had taken out on him but that his own guilt had grown too much. He had betrayed his new friend and even caused him direct pain because of his own selfishness. He whispered an apology as he knelt hunched over the confused looking teen.

“I see that you are still to young to back such a powerful spell but don’t worry. You have started down the path that one day will make you a powerful wizard.”

Harry was then taken up from the floor and dragged from the room. All Draco could do was watch him go and hope that no one noticed his desire to stop Potter from being taken. Even Voldemort left with them and it would be several weeks before anyone aside from them would see Harry once more.

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‘Pain so much pain… I cant hardly breath I feel as though I was suffocating.’

Harry blinked blurrily in the dark room his body laid horribly marred on some sort of table. He could feel the stickiness of blood and other bodily substances itching his skin. The open wounds and deep bruises were very distinctly felt as both, individually and as some sort of huge collected injury. He knew he was alone but didn’t know how long he had been or for that matter how long he had been unconscious this time around. He lay there resting just long enough to get the strength he needed. What he was about to do was very dangerous but at the same time extremely needed at least in his eyes.

He slowly raised his top half from the table and tried to look around once again for some kind of clue to anything but without his glasses he couldn’t see hardly anything. His legs slipped to the floor but since one was broken he could not support his slight weight upon them leaving him crumpled on the floor. From this position he moved himself army style towards the door while trying to ignore the pain. Once there he listened closely for sounds of life in the hall. Luck must have really been on his side today cause he heard nothing and as he made his way down the hall he met no one. There was of course a few close calls people talking in other rooms but they never noticed him as he crawled passed. He heard snips of conversations it seems as though everyone was gone on some large-scale attack against a traitor pureblood family. Voldemort was going to use them as an example.

Finally he found himself reaching an open window then came the really tricky part, getting out side of it. It took a long time but he summoned up as much energy as was possible and used some advanced spell Draco had taught him when they were on a tricky mission to fly short distances using wandless magic. Once out the window he flew as far away as possible before landing and dragging himself into a bush to hide. Then the blackness overcame him once more leaving him unconsciousness for who knows how long.