Pureblood (Lucius Malfoy) *COMPLETED*

CHAPTER 10 - BACK TO HOGWARTS

"I'm a liar and a cheat, I let my ego swallow me. And that's why I might never see you again."

Draco looks up as I enter the room, sat on his bed in his pyjamas, ready to go to sleep. He smiles when he sees me, but it slowly fades as he takes in my horrified expression. What was I going to say to him?

"Kells... you okay?"

I stare at him in shock, my body feeling completely numb as he rushes to my side, taking me by my hands and sitting me down next to him on the bed. I can't hear the words he's saying, but I can guess he's trying to calm me down from my silent hysteria. Strongly clutching my hand, he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear with the other comfortingly. I look up to meet his eyes slowly, the panic in my gut rising again when I see the familiar face I had known and loved for so many years. The misjudged young boy who I befriended on my first day of school, after he saved me from a group of Hufflepuffs, trying to tease me because I was a Slytherin, yet I acted like a gryffindor. Since that day, we vowed we would always be friends - never keeping anything from each other.

It was us against the world.

But now, as I stare into his eyes, I wonder whether our friendship was based on lies. Or merely, one lie. One lie that changed everything I ever believed in - even if I was a Slytherin of pureblood.

Draco frowns in concern at my face, holding a hand to my cheek as I bite the bullet.

"Is it true..?"

His expression changes to a confused one, searching my eyes for more information. "Is what true?"

"Are you a... death eater?"

His face drops, leaving him with no reason to respond to my question, as I already know the answer. His eyes fill with tears as my own start to fall once again, another headache forming. My heart shatters into a million pieces yet it makes no sound. I can't even describe the pain anymore - mental nor physical. I just feel as though it's consumed me from the inside out, nothing else left of me.

"How-"

"Why didn't you tell me?" I whisper.

He's looking down, avoiding my eyes until I reach out to him, touching his hand so he looks up.

"Kelly, you have to believe me. I didn't want any of this... I was forced into it."

We stare at each other in silence, his pleading eyes on mine as I shake the thoughts away, pulling him to me as he breaks down, sobbing into my shoulder. "I believe you." He looks up, I wipe a tear from his cheek as he smiles. "I wanted to tell you Kells. So many times... I nearly did. But I was afraid..."

"... I would leave you?"

He looks down guiltily and the memories of all the times he had acted weird come back to me. Especially the other night, when he cried in my arms, telling me he had no choice. That he had done something wrong. I pull him in for another hug, surprised by my reaction. But I knew that Draco was different from his father. His father wanted that life, Draco was forced to have it.

He was just a boy.

"I can't leave you Draco. I promised... remember?" He pulls away gently, holding my face in his hands. "I love you so much, Kells. You know that right?" I smile, putting my hands over his.

"Of course I know that. And I love you too."

He smiles, then looks away, a pained look on his face before glancing at his left arm. Where I know, under the fabric, there's a death eaters mark, one that was put there without consent. I hold his hand tightly, smiling at his miserable face.