|As Well As Can Be
Author: TheSlytherinMuggle PM
Harry's betrayed by the one he loves and does the one thing his lover has always wanted..... HPDM. Angst drabbleishRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Draco M. & Harry P. - Words: 584 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 12-20-06 - Published: 11-02-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3226224
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NOW RE-EDITED!! Hope it sounds a little better now squeel I smell chocolate, ta-ta for now
I never thought he would do this, but then again I'm a Gryffindor, a naïve, stupid Gryffindor. In his words of course. We had everything, love, friends, and family; at least I thought it was everything. He didn't believe it. I've been told it was selfish for him to want me to do something that would take years, in one minute. He wanted me to kill the dark lord; I told him I would when I could. Because I knew that I would die if I went up against him, call me selfish but I wanted to live a little longer. So now here I am, in a dungeon, screaming my lungs off because of a Crucio. I was used to it though, a few months of this got me used to ignoring that pain and just scream when they wanted and I'd be alright, well as alright I could be. Then he came in. His blue-grey eyes shined in the darkness, his blonde hair sparkled. Unlike mine hair which was matted to my head, dirty and my eyes were dull in the darkness. I looked up at him and saw him flinch, he had been my lover and he had been my betrayer. And as cliché as it sounds, it was true.
His voice was like music but I could no longer remember the sound of music, or the feel of the sun. The taste of food had escaped me and all I lived on was the pain and emptiness eating me away.
Draco, no Malfoy flinched again. I saw the glinting of a death eater mask in his hands, he waved his wand dejectedly and the chains fell off. He lifted me up and muttered a few words and I felt myself a little cleaner.
"Why are you here, do you want to gloat about how you captured the boy-who-lived?"
I said with as much venom as I could, but as I had given up trying a while ago it came out as a tired, hollow question.
"The Dark Lord requests your presence."
He said and dragged me through the hallways of the Malfoy dungeon. When we reached the dark lord's chamber he threw me onto the floor in front of him. The dark lord gloated to me and his followers how incredibly stupid I was and something snapped, I felt my magic swirl around me.
"You think I'm foolish!" I gave a harsh laugh
"I may have fallen in love with a prat but at least I fell in love and when I was betrayed I ended up here and you led me right to your "lair", if you could call it that. Malfoy Manor, so obvious." I said, thinking on my feet, Voldemort seemed to grow furious with ever word I said. I felt my magic swirl to protect me from the on coming curses, and I redirected it to the dark lord.
I said and let the pure magic hit him in the chest, in a matter of minutes he disintegrated, never to arise again. I felt the world growing dark.
"You got your wish my dragon." I whispered and let the blackness of death claim me.
That was sad!!!!! Anyway I don't really anything else to say but R&R