Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 36

Draco's POV:

The Dark Lord was furious that they couldn't find Harry Potter. To occupy his time, he instead found various muggles and muggle-borns to torture and kill. Many times he had done it right in front of his eyes. They all stuck to his brain like glue and he could no longer sleep, not even in his closet.

Now he was supposed to fight Harry, win, and bring him to the Dark Lord?! No matter how angry he is at Harry, no matter how much he hates him, he just can't do that! He just can't.

They had taken Luna Lovegood not too long ago along with many others. They assumed that if they kept his friends prisoner, he'd have no other choice but to show up right here. Then they'd call the Dark Lord and Harry Potter would die.

"Draco!" His Aunt said from the next room.

He rushes into the room, noticing Bellatrix holding her wand up to Hermione Granger's throat and Greyback doing the same with Ron Weasley. He looked over, seeing a boy with a puffy, swollen face being held in place by Peter Pettigrew.

"Go up to him and tell us if that is Harry Potter." His Aunt demands and he obeys. He slowly makes his way to the boy, kneeling down in front of him.

He looks into his eyes. He knows those eyes. Those are the same eyes he looked into before he kissed him, the same eyes that belonged to a person he fought with for years.

"Well?!" His Aunt asks.

"What's wrong with his face?" He whispers.

"You're right. What is wrong with his face?" His Aunt jokes.

All Draco can do is fight the urge to hex everyone in the room and run off with Harry. To tell him he'll protect him and everything will be ok. Instead, he does the next best thing.

"It's not him." He says.

"Very well. Take them to the dungeon." His Aunt demands, still holding onto Hermione. Peter Pettigrew grabs both Ron and Harry, taking them down the steps and to the dungeon.

Greyback goes over to Bellatrix, waiting to get Hermione.

"No, this one is mine." His Aunt smirks.

He knows he doesn't want to see this, but his legs won't move.

She drops Hermione to the floor. She grunts in pain and attempts to get back up.

"Crucio!" Bellatrix shouts. Hermione falls back the floor and screams in pain. "Crucio!" She shouts again with a giggle.

He stands there, his legs shaking but failing to make a move. He was frozen. The screams filled his ears and made him want to crawl into himself. He watched as his Aunt reached down and hold the knife up to Hermione's skin.

He covered his eyes, a single tear falling down his face. He could still hear the screams, but he wished he would go deaf. Suddenly, the screams stop.

He peaks at the scene before him. He sees his Aunt whispering to a Goblin.

"Who took it?!" She shouts.

His eyes at met with Hermione's. She's crying and a single word is carved into her skin, seeping out red: 'Mudblood'. His breath hitches.

"Now, back to this one," His Aunt smirks, holding his wand out to Hermione.

"Expelliarmus!" A voice shouts. He looks up to see Ron Weasley, holding up a wand.

He watches as his father grabs his wand as well, ready to attack.

"Stupify!" Harry shouts, sending his father flying backwards.

His mother rushes over with her wand and Draco followers her. His mother duels Ron while he takes on Harry. His eyes are wide and he can barely breathe and every spell he throws is blocked.