Draco's POV ~
He was broken outside and starting to feel the cracks inside as well. He had been here for what felt like years but in reality, he knew it to be only mere days if not hours. Time was non-existent now and he was forever, falling, falling.
He could no longer lift his hand to touch his face to check if the blood was still running but he knew that it would still be dribbling down his face. He could feel it like a mini river of red, trailing from his forehead where the silver dagger had dragged along.
It had been his own fault he had been told, he had again refused to aid the death eater in resurrecting Voldemort, knowing he would rather die a thousand times than unleash that evil on the world again. He would sacrifice his own life before Harry would have to do so again. He almost wished they would kill him so he didn't have to live in this hell of a timeless and flightless prison.
His voice no longer worked, making only the most pathetic of noises whenever he attempted to speak. He was bloody and bruised and ready to die.
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Traitor, traitor.
Fanfiction~ Drarry fanfic ~ It's been 10 years since the war. The wizarding world has moved on. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have not. Neither, so it seems have several death eaters intent on bringing down the ministry from the inside. Will Harry be able to...
