Caged ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 9

As soon as Robyn's eyes peeled open, she felt an excessive ache in her temples. Voldemort's Legilimency is brutal and her evidence was the elephant jumping around in her head. She groaned and sat up, clutching her head in her hands. All the memories of the past events swam back to her, which increased her headache, resulting in a loud groan escaping Robyn's mouth.

"Certainly took your time waking up"

Robyn yelped at the sudden voice that appeared, she looked in the direction of where the voice is and her eyes landed on a figure sitting on one of the armchairs in front of the fireplace. Her room was dark, the only source of light was the night moon illuminating her room. She squinted, in hopes of trying to figure out who the figure was. When she saw strands of blonde hair, she scurried to the corner of her bed, with her back against a wall and her quilt clutched to her chest. 

Robyn turned her gaze to the grandfather clock hoisted against the wall. "2:16 AM"

It certainly would be a perfect time to kill her, will he?

"I'm not going to kill you Astor"

Her eyes widened, he has access to her mind. He can read her thoughts whenever he pleases too.

"Get out of my head Malfoy"

"It only took you two months to place the pieces together"

It must've been some sort of blood magic, they always took samples of her blood when she was being experimented on back in her past prison. She thought it would be to figure out where the source of her magic is, not a blood ritual connecting a murderer to her thoughts.

She saw him reach into his pockets, ready to pull something out. 

This is it

Robyn was surprised when he pulled out a vial with red liquid. Pain relief potion, she jumped across the bed and snatched the vial out of his hand, popped the cork, and downed it in a second.

"Easy Tiger"

She almost rolled her eyes at the new nickname he gave her. Other than the headache of having Malfoy in front of her, the ache in her head soothed down immediately. She thanked whoever made the pain relief potion internally.

"W-what is it y-you w-want"

In all honesty, she was terrified of him. He did own her, and he did recently physically hit her, but Robyn also couldn't forget the fact that he's Voldemorts right-hand executioner.

"I just-" Robyn had just witnessed a nervous Draco Malfoy, he was scratching the back of his neck, almost as if he was trying to figure out what he wanted to say. "Nevermind, go to sleep. We have an outing tomorrow"

She was too scared to question him, so she visibly gulped and slowly nodded her head; keeping her eyes low. 

When he walked out of the room, she lost it. It honestly shocked her, she didn't feel like crying when he left but now it just burst out of her. She locked herself in her bathroom, hoping its silenced, and screamed at the mirror. She was angry that she was showing emotion, especially to herself. 

"STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT"

Her hands were in her hair, she tried calming herself down but that didn't work which riled her up. Robyn was turning around in circles until she caught a quick glance at her reflection. Messy hair, gaunt cheeks, bloodshot eyes. She threw her fist into the mirror, which shattered but quickly pieced itself back together. An idea popped into her brain, she smashed it once again and quickly tried plucking a shard but when her fingers were within 3 feet, she felt a burning sensation sizzle. She yanked her hand back with a yelp, she cried harder.