Bad [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (Bad Series: 1)

39 | Aren't you forgetting something?

Tonight was a horrible time to die.

Malfoy raised his wand. This was how Ginny was going to die. In the Parkinson's dungeon. Surrounded by people she didn't even really know. Didn't love.

Merlin only knew what they would do with her body once she was dead.

Her family would never know the truth. Harry wouldn't either. God, if only she could tell them, and him, how much she loved them one more time. Tell them it wasn't their fault, that the world rubbed her the wrong way, still did. That maybe she wished she could've tried harder, not let the world get between them.

"Draco, remember the wards," Pansy pointed out.

Ginny's eyebrows rose. So there were wards.

"Right." He twirled his wand towards the ceiling and the room rippled. "Thank you, dear." His wand returned to Ginny's chest. She inhaled. Well, looked like the time has come. She looked up and met his eyes. His forehead furrowed and he looked down at her chin.

Coward.

"Think about what you're doing," the man said. Damn, she couldn't remember his name. Malfoy had said he was the Head Auror at MACUSA. Had he been introduced at the artifact reveal? Had Harry told her his name? She sighed. He shouldn't draw attention to himself.

"There's nothing to think about," Malfoy answered.

"I'm just saying if you kill her, she's dead, but if you wait, think on it a bit, maybe there's more you can get out of it," he added.

Malfoy frowned. "You're especially chatty."

The man snorted. "Yeah, I get that a lot." He paused a moment. "Think about it, man. If it's one thing I learned about Potter in the last week, it's that he takes on the weight of the world and his past, whether he likes to or not. And this woman, he loves her. If you kill her, he'll be tormented, sure, but go back to your original plan. That was pretty epic. A sure way to-"

"That's enough." Malfoy cut him off. "You're next. Talking isn't going to help either of your situations."

"Huh," the man muttered. "Talking always helps. Maybe if more people talked, shit wouldn't get all screwed up."

"Shut it," Pansy hissed.

Malfoy's wand dug into her chest, and she held back a wince.

The poor American. He'd gotten dragged into a situation that had nothing to do with him.

"Hey," she whispered.

"Shhh," Malfoy told her.

She ignored him, trying to look over her shoulder. "Sorry you're going to be killed by the two worst villains ever."

"Weasley!" Malfoy yelled.

The man laughed. "Yeah, there's gotta be better ways to die. Seriously."

Pansy's eyes shot to Malfoy, and Ginny bit back a laugh. He dug the tip of his wand deeper and she hissed. "Shut your mouth," he said through his teeth.

"Hey, that's no way to treat a lady."

Malfoy's eyes narrowed then he stomped around her. She tried to see but all she caught were the man's shiny shoes. "Malfoy-"