Angst, depression, suicide, Draco's AU
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Running through a thick mossy forest.
Not what you expect from a Malfoy.
A former death eater should be thrown in Azkaban, not be released with no exceptional charges.
I was 16 when I threw my life away to the dark lord.
I regret that moment at once when I got the tattoo.
Father was proud
And so was Aunt Bellatrix.
Snape and Mother didn't smile or applaud. Mother, a small, quiet clap, Snape, nothing at all.
The rain started pouring.
I wonder how they're all doing in Azkaban.
Well, Snape's probably just scowling someone there with glee, now.
Many people hate me.
Nothing new, though.
Except for one thing.
That I am sitting upright on a hospital bed, looking at the Weasleys' and Lupins'.
Mrs. Weasley was crying, literally crying.
I feel bad.
I pat her shoulder, grinning.
I deserve to die.
No one else, just me.
I'm the death eater.
I'm the traitor.
They shouldn't be here.
I chose the decision to be non-existent to this world too many years ago.
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Uh, I just realized, when I don't edit these things before posting, they barely make any sense.
I originally put after the but I know one thing was, Ravenclaw's are probably making Gryffindor's eat toenails. What does that mean?
Anyways, hope you enjoyed it!
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