My Secret

Draco Malfoy had a secret

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1. Chapter 1 - 1000 words

I stood there transfixed, I couldn't take my eyes of her and yet I knew that if I didn't she'd be killed. My heart had ached as Harry, Ron and Hermione had been dragged into the drawing room by the snatchers. and as I watched her now, my heart felt like it would rise into my throat, then my father called my name.


"Draco, Draco come here. Look, is it Potter?" I clenched my teeth together and walked over. I crouched down by my father and looked into Potters face. It was red and puffy, obviously the result of a stinging charm. I could hear my father's excitement at the prospect of handing Potter over to the dark lord.


"I don't know, maybe. Yeah" I said not really caring but still looking into his face.

"But Draco, we need to be sure. If we are to be the ones to hand Potter over to the dark lord Draco, all our sins will be forgotten."

"I don't think its him" I said. I looked into Potter's face and winked before standing and walking back to the fireplace. Then I heard it. That voice. 


"Sissy, what's going on here?" My aunt, Bellatrix asked. She walked into the drawing room and stood next to my mother who was eying me warily. I could see Hermione shaking under the restraints of the ropes binding her to potter and Weasley, she caught my eye and stifled a cry by biting her lip.

"They say they have caught Harry Potter" My mother said in a cool calm voice her arms crossed over her chest.

"POTTER!" My aunt screamed. Her voice ricocheted through my body like a gun shot. She looked into Potter's face and weighed up the possibilities.

"Are you sure. If we are to call the dark lord we must be certa-" She broke off, she was looking at one of the snatchers stood behind Greyback. Something silver was catching the light of the chandelier so that it reflected onto my Aunt's face.

"What is that?" She said in a terrified, shaky voice. I had never heard her like this. She sounded afraid.

"A sword madam, I found it in their tent" The snatcher replied.

"Give it to me" She said extending her arm out to him. He retaliated by hiding the sword behind his back.

"STUPEFY!" I heard her shout, and a streak of red blasted from her wand and hit the death eater in the chest. He toppled backwards and the sword clanged to the ground.

"Take the prisoners and lock them in the cellar. Leave the girl" My heart ran cold when she said it. My head shot to Hermione who had closed her eyes. Her lip quivering with fright.

"Do it. NOW!" She screamed.


I bent my head as Bellatrix took Hermione by the arm and dragged her to the middle of the room. She held her close to her face and looking into her eyes. She then held her wand to her throat and whispered the spell.

"Crucio" I flinched as Hermione's scream rippled through my core causing me to shudder. I heard Weasley in the cellar scream her name. Bellatrix let go of Hermione who fell to the ground panting with pain. I saw a glint of silver as my aunt pulled a knife out of her boot.

"Where did you get that sword? YOU'VE BEEN INSIDE MY VAULT. WHAT ELSE DID YOU TAKE?"

"Nothing. We didn't take anything" Hermione cried, tears flowing down onto her perfect cheeks.

"LIES!" My aunt screamed. 


It had been months since I last saw her, since I last held her in my arms. Those stolen hours in the Astronomy tower, the walks down to the black lake. Hearing her beautiful laugh and her big brown chocolate eyes light up with happiness. I felt happy, a feeling that was long gone since she left with potter and the ginger. I remember the day she told me she was leaving. I felt anger that I couldnt make her stay, she couldnt tell me why she was leaving and so I called her a mudblood I did it before I could stop myself. She left instantly without saying anything to me, without saying goodbye. Mudblood, a word I'd taunted her with in our first years at Hogwarts, a word I now detested. A word now being carved into Hermione's forearm.


Bellatrix had bent down with her silver knife and started to carve the word into her arm. Droplets of blood fell from the wound and dripped onto the floor. She screamed and writhed underneath my aunts restraints but Bellatrix only gripped tighter. She cried harder and my eyes began to water under the torture of watching Hermione cry. I desperately wanted to run forward and save her, but I knew I couldn't. 


"No we've never met him before!"


A gash appeared below Hermione's chin as Bellatrix' knife flew through the air. Belletrix marched out of the room and I ran forward and caught Hermione's weak unstable body. She was gasping for air as blood poured out of her neck, Her clothes were already stained with blood and dirt, but fresh thick crimson liquid was spilling out onto her jumper. She looked into my eyes as what left of the life behind them drained. I couldn't hold back the tears they came without any warning but I no longer cared. She was dead. I pulled her towards my chest as tear-drops leaked into her long beautiful curly hair. That was it. Never again would I see that smile, the smile that kept me going whilst she was away. I'd never hear her laugh or see the concentration in her eyes whilst reading a book. She'd never say I love you again, we'd never dance around the kitchen together at 1 am because neither of us could sleep. She was gone, and I was going to get my revenge. 

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