𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬: Draco Malfoy

F O U R T E E N

~Bones~

Voldemort.

It grew cold in the room. Time slowed down, as my head began to become dizzy. I couldn't see straight, let alone think.

Until a voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Ah Nova, Draco. Come in". His voice filled with pure evil. Voldemort held an effect on everyone, just his bark was vicious alone.

He stuck out his hand as he sat in the table, pointing to two empty seats, next to each other. On one side sat my mother and father, Draco's on the other side.

I hesitantly walked with Draco to our seat, I didn't dare look into Voldemort's eyes. At least not yet.

We finally took our seats, as Voldemort began to continue on with his conversation.

"Bellatrix, your task is to kill..." Voldemort voice faded out as my head hung low, my thoughts lingering inside my head, taking control over my surroundings.

Draco saw I was nervous and scared, as much as he was. So he took his hand, softly placing it on my thigh to shock me out of my thoughts. My head snapped up and I took a deep breath.

20.

20 minutes passed.

And Voldemort had brought the conversation to a halt.

"We have guests with us today, both that shall be getting the mark. Nova and Draco".

Everyone's attention turning to us, Bellatrix manically laughing as she clapped.

Clapped.

Why the hell would anyone—

"Who shall go first, 6th year, boy and a girl. Both coming from very powerful family's".

I turned my head in the opposite direction begging silently to not go first. Until he called me out.

"Ladies first". Voldemort chuckled. Raising his wand as a man with brown hair sat up from his chair, he walked over to me. Yanking me out of the chair as he practically dragged me out of the room.

Draco didn't look at me, I hoped he didn't. I couldn't let him see me, he knew what was going to happen and so did I. I just wished there was something to prepare yourself with this kind of stuff, except there isn't.

Terror and fear.

The only things on my mind.

I struggled to keep up with the man as I was panting, tears not leaving my eyes just yet. But, sweat forming on my forehead from practically running to keep up with this man, as he dragged me by my arm.

He dragged me down the stairs to a cell, a prison looking hall. He threw me in the room with him following behind, slamming the bars shut. Anyone could see us. He threw me on the cot, that looked like a bed. Unbuckling his belt as I scooted up to the corner.

He raised his wand as he stared me straight in the eyes.

"Please No-".

"Crucio".

I saw the red light exit his wand and enter through my stomach.

Pain.

I felt as if one hundred knifes were impaling me as I stood in a fire. It was the worst pain I have ever felt. I couldn't think, I was only focused on the ear piercing scream leaving my mouth, and the pain that swarmed through my body. Spreading faster than a wildfire.

It was terrible, I couldn't think about anything, not even Draco. I wanted— needed, It to stop. The pain became overwhelming. My whole body was sweating and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as the curse still lingered inside.