Everything will be fine... || Draco Malfoy

Chapter 2.

Author's Note: This chapter has mentions of torture. If you are really easily triggered then you can skip this chapter.

Lucius and Narcissa already knew what was about to happen, the only one clueless was Draco their son.

"What do you wish that I write My Lord?" Asking quietly I prepare for the pain and look at him not daring to look at the Malfoy family.

"Pay attention. One side full." He wanted me to fill one page full of 'Pay attention' I felt stares from everyone in the room as I took the quill and dared a look at Draco. He seemed confused yet scared for me seeing as just writing lines was not a punishment from the Dark Lord.

I glanced at my paper and began writing trying to get this over with as fast as possible. The second my left forearm began to burn my jaw and left hand clenched.

"Y/n, unclench your fist we don't want someone to think you are trying to punch them or the table." I could feel the smile he had on his face as I obeyed and spread my hand open with it twitching from the pain that the lines cutting into my flesh caused.

I heard Voldemort go to the Malfoy's and talk to them. I couldn't concentrate on them as the pain got worse each second, my right hand writing faster just to get it over with. As I finished I blinked the tears away fast and stood up walking over to them waiting for their conversation to come to an end.

As I waited I saw Draco look at me with worry in his eyes, I flashed a small smile reassuring him I was fine. The truth is, I wasn't fine. My left sleeve now covered in blood I just wanted to go to my room and aid my wounds.

"Miss Solaris, done already?" I heard Lucius ask shocked at how fast I was done without making a noise or showing the pain I was in. My face completely blank.

I was numb mostly from the new wounds now but also because I have done this so many times that I was actually kind of used to it by now.

I nodded and gulped as Voldemort took my left wrist pushing my sleeve upwards causing me to wince slightly.

I heard a gasp, probably from Draco and his father as they are the ones who have never seen my fresh wounds. Hell Draco didn't even know about this.

"Good my dear, I hope you have learned your lesson. We will now begin." I watched as he stepped to Draco who looked scared.

Voldemort began to do the spell and I knew right then and there that I could not watch this anymore. Draco was screaming as his forearm was filled with pain almost like it was burning.

I gulp stepping forward a bit "My Lord, please let me do it..." I looked onto the floor and awaited his answer, this could go two ways:

1. He accepts and I can take Draco's pain away and have to become a Death Eater too.

2. He kills me right here and right now for breaking his spell and interrupting.

It was silent for a while now "Y/n, you do know what this means right?" I nodded and went towards Draco looking at Narcissa with a reassuring nod saying that I would be okay.

Voldemort continued without a word and I took Draco's hand in mine taking away his pain.

See I have a power, I can take away pain from other people though the only consequence was that I was the one who could feel it after, and not them.

I squeezed Draco's hand and then my eyes as the pain was unbearable. Finally it stopped and I took deep breaths feeling slightly dizzy.

Voldemort took my left wrist again and I widened my eyes not believing he would still do it with my arm wounded everywhere and especially right after I used my power.

I groaned as the pain was worse because of my fresh wounds and clenched my jaw. I could see how scared Narcissa and Draco were for me. Lucius looked rather worried but tried not to show it.

As the pain slowly came to a stop I heard him laugh. My dizziness only got worse and I passed out.