Draco's father left him in the darkroom for a week. It was the worst week of Draco's life.
Harry had been at his worst for the week Draco was gone from him. He felt his pain, he didn't know how but he did.
He dreamt of him in a dark place he could escape or be rescued from. Harry had never had a bond like this one. Neither of them had.
Harry loved Ginny, but...Draco was is half, that part had always been clear.
Draco woke abruptly from his sleep, a pad of sweat on his forehead and chest. His chest heaved up and down as he looked around. His heart ached and his head hurt.
He let his blanket go from his tight grip. He put his slippers on and held out his wand. "Lumos" he whispered and opened his bedroom door.
He walked down his holes dark lit hallway and made his way downstairs.
He walked into the study and quickly grabbed a piece of paper and quail. He wrote down a long paragraph, folded the paper, placed it in his pocket and left the room.
He went into the sleeping chambers for the house elves and lightly woke one of them up.
"Yes, master Malfoy?" The sleepy elf stirred. "I-I need you to get this letter to someone." He whispered.
The house-elf sat up and took the paper in his hand. "To whom?"
He explained what she must do and she nodded. With that, she disappeared and he sighed. He left the room and head upstairs.
He hadn't noticed his fathers study light was on. Until he heard the faint voice of his mother's pleads. "You can't do this to him, he's-" Draco decided to leave whatever it was they were talking about and went back to sleep.
He had no care to hear their plans to kill the wizarding world.
YOU ARE READING
You promised | Drarry
Fanfiction[Book One] Before Harry fully descended upstairs Draco yelled after him. "I love you, Potter" Harry smiled as he walked upwards. "I love you More Malfoy" "I know" Draco whispered to himself. " A short story in which a burning hatred becom...
