I didn't choose this- (A DRAMIONE/BLINNY FANFIC)

13 - DRACO'S DREAM

DRACO'S P.O.V

My hands are trembling as I watch the series of events happen before me. They're tembling to stop it.

But I know I can't.

All I want to do is push her off and hold her.

But I know I can't.

I want to kiss her and treat her.

But I know I can't.

Her screams ringing in my ears. I want to stop it.

But I know I can't.

Her tears, sweat and blood are visibly seen. I want to wipe them away.

But I know I cant

Unable to stand it any longer I briskly walk out of the large yet empty room, slamming the large double wooden doors behing me. Her sreaming now muffled. A lone tear drops from my eye running down my cheek then dropping down to the floor. The door I had just left from opens and closes again. I'm engulfed in warm, fragile arms.

My mother.

"She will be all right" she whispers in my ear.

"How do you know? They're torturing her." My voice is horse.

"You like her'"It wasn't a question but a statement.

"Yes. I mean no. No I don't. She's just a-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, young man. You know very well she is not... That." My mother scolds me.

Right before I could say another word my father slams open to doors in a furious way. He walks up to me gabbing my black suit by the scruff of the neck, pulling me close to him.

"What do you think you doing out here? You should be watching. She is lower then us. She deserves everything given to her" he wispers at me with rage "Now get back in there and prove yourself and this family worthy. Prove to me that your not a pathetic disappointment to me. BOTH OF YOU!!" He yells at my mother and I.

Mum and I scurry back through the doors, knowing what will happen if we didn't corporate.

The sight in front of me is worse then before. She's now on the ground with my crazy aunt on top of her- she has her dager out and is carving something on my possible mates arm.

It's torture to watch this.

When she sreams, I want to scream.

When she cries, I want to cry.

When she begs, I want to beg.

I just want to stop it.

Then it happened, the next few minutes happened in a blur. Weasley and Potter had gotten out of the cellar. Then I had the wands in my grasp. Bellatrix had a knife to Her neck. Blood seeping out of the wound. Then it happend; and with a a loud pop they where gone.

She got away

Bellatrix turned to me fury in her eyes. Her wand in hand outstreached. "You. Let. Them. Go"

"No. No I didn't. They got out themselves" I pleaded know what my fate will be.

"You had thier wands. You GAVE THEM THEIR WANDS. YOU IDIOT BOY. CRUCIO!!"

I crumble to the marble floor in pain. "No" I whimper out.

"CRUCIO" one of the snatchers join in, enjoying my pain.

I look up at my mother, tears are streaming down her face. She's trying to stop what's happening, but my father's holding her back.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!" Someone yells.

"NO!" My mother sobs as my blood starts seeping out of my body.

The world around stated to fade into darkness.

"Malfoy. Stop. Wake Up." The voice is distant but still there. I open my eyes to find Bellatrix hovering over me.

I grab her shoulders pushing here to the floor. I press my forearm to her neck. "You can't kill me, Draco" she madly cackled

"I can, and I will"

"Draco, please wake up" the distant voice pleads again.

I ignore the voice and look back down at Bellatrix. Only it wasn't Bellatrix, but Hermione. And we weren't and the Manor.

I quickly let go of her jumoing off the bed and ran to the far corner of the bedroom. I face the corner unable to face what I just did. I almost killed someone.

"Draco" she whispers comming up behind me. She reaches up and touches my shoulder.

"Don't touch me" I turn away from her and run to the bathroom locking both doors. I strip myself of my clothes the hop in the shower for the second time that day. Only turning on the cold water I let it run over my body taking the nightmares away.