Her Eyes || Draco Malfoy

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TW// rape, torture, abuse, death.

I never understood magic or why I was brought into a magically family, I'll never understand why I couldn't have been born outside the magic world where everything seemed to be okay.

Where blood status wasn't even something thought of, Of course I didn't know that much about muggles, my mother only telling me the good things about them.

I would never understand why I was one of the many people who were given the ability to call myself a Witch, a pureblood at that.

I wouldn't understand it.

until now at least after I had to use it to defend myself in the ballroom of the manor and now had a wand pointed at my heart as I was forced to be kneeled to the ground.

I wasn't sure why the death eaters were hunting me down, maybe it was some sort of punishment for my father but I couldn't think of anything be could have done for this happen.

I glanced over at Draco, who was held by Dolohov, I could feel the sense of familiarity in this situation and it wasn't one I liked.

"well well well" Yaxley announced as I stopped struggling against the death eaters grip who held me, he lowered his wand a kneeled infront of me "had your mom in a very similar situation with crouch few years ago didn't I?"

I froze, not remembering him being there that day despite knowing he was by the way he had mentioned Barty Crouch Jr, and by the way his voice sounded so familiar to her.

"while he took you in the other room and I your mother, I came to finish the job that—that fool failed to complete" I cringed, flinching as he pressed his wand to my cheek.

"and I'll make your precious boyfriend watch as I ruin you again" I felt my entire body tense up, heard Draco yell from across the room only for it to be muffled telling me that he had no choice, he couldn't save me.

"its my turn for some fun" he hissed as he pushed me down out of the grip of who had held me against my will, I screamed when I felt a knife cut into me, I heard Draco try to fight them off only to be petrified and forced to watch.

"good girl, scream"

I was crying, going through everything all over again, only having finally felt better after Cormac had my way with me, now I had to go through it all again.

Holding his dagger to my throat I cried louder, screaming knowing that no one could save me as he raped me.

My face pressed into the ground, I cried harder and harder, I wished he would have just killed me then and there, made my pain go away but of course that would never happen.

I was numb, being taken back to a dark place as I stopped pleading for him to stop, knowing it wasn't worth it, he wouldn't stop, he would never stop.

I gave up fighting, he was enjoying the fight so I had to stop.

I didn't even scream when he slid the dagger across my cheek, not even when he rolled my over and sliced my stomach open.

Now laying in my own pool of blood, slowly feeling my life leave my body I calmed down, I was dying.

I closed my eyes and I felt everything slowly stop, all feeling gone in my body, a loud ringing in my ears and everything was black.

My whole life played infront of me, it flashed before my eyes, every single moment, even the first time I met Draco, our first kiss, our first date, our I love yous, our fights, the nights laid under the stars pretending like everything was okay when it wasn't.

Then everything stopped and one memory stood out, playing over and over in my head, a special memory, a fond one.

"Draco"

"I'm yours"

I tried to hold on, I couldn't die infront of him, I couldn't let him blame himself for this.

We made a promise, if one of us dies so does the other and I couldn't let him die with me, I couldn't so I held on longer.

I no longer wanted to die.

I woke up on my side, Draco beside me and flashes of light blurred my vision.

It was when I heard my fathers voice that everything came back to me.

"You took my wife, I will not let you take my daughter too"

Draco held my hand, I knew he had heeled the wounds I had the best he could, aware I was awake he pulled me onto his lap and pushed us against the wall.

He was fighting, my father, although he was weak against three death eaters, neither of us could do anything, me being too weak to even stand while Draco was clearly was weak also.

So all I could do was pray nothing would happen, I was already crying as Draco held me closely, I was in shock still, I couldn't really get up even if I wanted to.

He kept apologizing under his breath, pressing a lingering kiss against my forehead as I closed my eyes, tears flowing from my eyes as I watched my father struggle.

His back to us, a green flash illuminated and I watched hin fall down infront of me.

Everything slowed down, my heart stopping "no!" I screamed feeling Draco hold me tighter as I cried even harder, refusing to believe that history just repeated itself.

I couldn't stop screaming and Draco held me through it, letting me get it all out as I muffled myself with his chest.

happy birthday to me.