"Bloody son of a bitch," Draco exclaimed, glaring down at the bed post he had just stubbed his toe into.
"Yeah, I know," Theo muttered back.
"At least when we were forced to go on missions for Baldy we had masks to conceal our identities," he ranted, pacing around the room, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Yeah, I know," Theo muttered again, running a hand down his face.
"But now they want us to bloody show our faces on a mission where the inNER BLOODY CIRCLE WILL BE?" Draco spat, his voice slowly getting louder each word.
"Yeah, I know," Theo growled this time.
"We're related to half of the inner circle," he screeched, stopping his pacing only to yank his hair before resuming his mission of wearing a whole in the floor, "Theres no bloody chance one of them won't notice us! Especially with my fucking hair."
"Yeah, I know," he said, irritated by his friends frantic behavior.
"We're going to die," Draco exasperated, "If not by one of these fools dumb ideas or our own fathers but by the Dark Lord himself. He's going to summon us, torture us and kill us. He won't use an Avada either he'll stun us and feed us to the bloody snake-"
"For Salazars sake Draco!" he cried, "you're going to get us killed with this paranoia."
Draco sighed, his shoulders slowly becoming less tense, "Son of a bitch."
"Son of a bitch," Theo nodded, raising his glass of firewhiskey in salute, only to have Draco take it and down it in one gulp.
Theodore rolls his eyes but asks, "Better?"
The stone face Malfoy everyone knows- and hates- looks up at him, "Better."
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"Everyone calm down," Moody bellows throughout the drawing room, causing everyones yelling to cease.
"Calm down?" Remus spits, "You want us to calm down? When you're sending two children on a mission that equals the dangers of mine? The ones I almost didn't come back from multiple times?"
"You're alive aren't you, Lupin?" He asks, narrowing his eyes.
Remus stands up but is brought back down into his seat by a weary Sirius, "He's right Mad-Eye, they're just children."
From outside the room Molly Weasley suddenly shrieks with disgust and storms in, red faced ans ready to fight. A guilty Arthur Weasley follows only to have all the children follow after him moments later.
Clearly, Arthur had told her what this impromptu meeting entailed.
"You're sending them on a suicide mission," she yells, waving her wand about.
"No foolish wand waving," Theodore whispers making Draco and the twins snort with laughing. All three try to cover it up with coughs.
"They will be fine, Molly," Moody grumbles, and turns to the boys, "Won't you, Lads?"
"I don't know about that," Draco mutters, looking down at his feet which are currently kicking the floor.
"This is an outrage," Molly cries, walking over to them and pushing them protectively behind her.
"I think they should go," Harry pipes up, "Prove their loyalty and all."
Molly chokes on a sound of disgust as Sirius and Remus growl.
"We'll Potter," Draco snarls, "Just because you're boy wonder who can survive the killing curse doesn't mean the rest of us mortals can."
"You're not going to die," Hermione sighs, clearly done with them.
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The Sanctuary of Yesterday
FanfictionBecause in the end, when you loose it all, the only thing thats left is the security of what you had yesterday. Every tear, every prayer won't make up for the fact that what was yesterday is not today. It won't make up for what was torn away from yo...
