The Cabin | D.M 18+

S E V E N T Y

The last 10 chapters. I'm kind of sobbing.

The last chapter banners as the cabin for anyone's reference. 

But all in all, I'm excited to be writing another very dark fic which will be announced soon.

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- BELLE -

We reach the under bridge bunker in a matter of hours.

After the mixture both, Draco's and Fulgur's drive of anger and adrenaline, they huffed smoke from their noses and ears. The power was extraordinary from the beast.

So much so, Blaise charmed a bubble around everyone which allowed us to breathe and cling onto the horned spine of the dragon without being blown into spaghetti.

Otherwise, I'd have an arm in Sudan, a foot in Libya and perhaps a surprise head in France.

Fulgur landed in the river just before the bridge and as he drooped, the water hissed at his touch.

Steam rolled and curled over his body and warmed us through the impenetrable bubble.

Before anyone could drop to the ground, Draco, Theo and Blaise were poised on the heel of their boots, marching towards the secret entrance. As though they were soldiers ready for battle.

Which in some instances, they were.

"Oh Salazar..." Pansy groaned, "Seamus help me down quickly I want to see this."

Tana wants to laugh. I can see it in her eyes. But the remembrance of Ron must've triggered her into silence.

Since his name was mentioned she had been staring off into the clouds of her own thoughts. A worrisome expression on her lips.

Seamus helps us down before rushing to follow the three towards the underbridge path.

We reach the entrance, meeting the other three as Draco chants the secret password, revealing its secret symbol until the stone bricks begin to swirl and turn.

When they barged through to the front, we were met with Roofus' spine and static tail. Like it was an antenna. His teeth were shown and a small puddle of foaming drool was at his side.

Roofus growls, unmoving.

Draco smirks.

"I'd ask if the cat got your tongue but it seems as though the dog got your leg instead." He sarcastically chimes.

In the corner of the room was Ron, cradling his leg which curated itself in dry blood and scabbing. His body shivered, although the air was distilled with room temperature warmth.

Draco nods his head forward, "Where's your wand?"

Ron's nostrils flared. Eyes as cold as death. "The fucking cretin chewed it before I could kill him."

Roofus growled louder as Tana's eyes squinted from behind the wall of boys. She nudges Seamus until she whistles the dog over and whispers a wandless charm into a small copper bowl.

In it, appeared a delicacy of fruit varying from apples, to bananas and chunks of watermelon, perfectly placed in beautiful flower-like plating. In the middle, it was dollaped with a scoop of peanut butter as if it were the bud.

"Good boy." She cooes.

Suddenly Roofus' demeanour changes. Completely. From dark to light, he scoffs at the treat. His tail wriggles from side to side, sneezing here and there as he struggles to breathe mid chew.