The Mafia// Drarry

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"What...?"

"You have the Plautus Dragon mark on your hip" Indi stated, pointing at the strange mark on my hip.

It was weird it was a black dragon with pink flowers around it, I've seen Draconis followers have dragon marks behind their ears though and it looked different to Harry's.

"Why...why is this here?" I questioned Indi, she seemed quite shaken up and hesitated to tell me.

"Well...um...when a mafia leader gives someone a strange tattoo with flowers on it, it shows who you belong to, so if you get taken by any other gang and they see the type of flower on your hip then they will know who you belong to" I was in shock I looked back at my hip and touching it.

I couldn't believe I was being marked like some doll to sell. Indi started to speak up, trying to cheer me up I guess.

"B..but Mr Potter on your hip you have narcissus on your hip and that's great because no gangs will harm you"

"How come?"

"Haven't you been listening" Indi snapped in sassy manger, which caught me in my words.

"Different flower represents the mafia leaders and ours is the Narcissus because Mr malfoys mother was called Narcissa and she recently died of cancer unfortunately, so you might see that flower alot. And a bonus is that when you get taken or if they already seen your hip they won't bother you because Mr Malfoy is one of the most feared people in France and now England" Indi smiled at me and continued to fold clothes.

"Oh ok..." I mumbled and stared at my hip again. It was pretty but I didn't want to admit that.

The thought of being taken and being possessed by a fucking full grown person, it made me sick to my stomach.

Indi left and i got into these silk green pjs that were left for me. I laid on the bed and just stared at the beautiful painted ceiling. Man this dude was rich.

Indi was right as well. Those flowers were everywhere. I did feel bad for him. His mother...I felt his pain I lost my parents at a young age.

I just sighed and got into bed fully and fell asleep.

The night was peaceful, outside was light rain hitting the large windows of the bedroom. The night was silent until there was a piercing scream that eco through the mansion.

I shot up from the bed, panting with sweat dripping off my nose. I looked around the room. All that was lit was a small candle.

I slowly got up and followed the noises of the distressed sounds of a man. He sounds so in pain, he was begging for his life.

|blood warning|

When I got to the stairwell my eyes widened and my mouth opened in shock but..nothing came out.

The Platutus Dragon was slicing a man up. The knife was slowly digging into his neck, the crimson blood was streaming down the screaming man's face.

"So what do you say" The Dragon hissed at the man, the man whimpered and opens his mouth to try and speak. But all that came out was his breath.

The dragon snarled and fully stabbed him in the neck.

I gasped in horror and covered my mouth in shock. I didn't realise how loud I was...

The dragon slowly turn his head around to me and drew out the dagger from the man's neck and listened to his worthless body hit the marble floor, staining it with his wimpy blood.

Draconis looked at me with intense eyes his face was covered with a mask. So all I saw was he's blood covered eyes and hair.

We were both panting heavily from the scene we both witnessed.

I have no idea what I've gotten myself into..

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