I Lied

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Draco POV

I look at Potter. Its so obviously him. I know it. But I cant tell them. I cant do it. I dont want them to die. What do I do? "W-What happened to his face?" I ask, getting attention away from me. "Yes, what did happen to his face?" Bellatrix asks and gets up, leaving me and Potter. "Please" Potter whispers. I gulp, my eyes fluttering. "He came to us like that, something he picked up in the forest I reckon" one of the Death Eaters says. "Hmm, ran into a stinging tree.. Was it you two?" She looks over at Ron and Granger. No. Not them. Not him. "Check what her last spell was" Bellatrix says, a laugh following her statement. Suddenly, she walks over to Ron. My eyes widen. "Yknow what, Put the boys in the cellar! I want to have a chat, girl to girl!" Bellatrix demands. She pulls Rons collar towards me "Draco, take them!" I hold Rons arm and Harrys. I quickly rush downstairs with them, holding on tightly. We reach the cellar and let them in. I lock the door. They have bars on them so I can still clearly see them. Ron runs up to the door, holding onto the metal bars. "Draco" He just says my name. "Why? Why are you doing this?" He questions. "I-I was forced. I dont want to, but I have to.." I choke out. "Ron.. im not evil. Please believe me" I say. He frowns. "Take this" I give him the keys to the door. He takes them and stares at me. "Just... I hope you know I never intented for this all to happen, and when I said that I didnt love you anymore.. I lied" I finally say and start to leave but get pulled back. Ron grasps onto my arm. "I love you too Draco, I never stopped." He says. I just give him one last glance. I go back upstairs only to hear multiple screams and cries. Fuck. Grangers getting tortured. I wish I could do something. I get onto the second floor and see her laying on the ground. The word "mudblood" carved into her skin. I frown at the view. She looks at me emotionless. Bellatrix is arguing with some elf about something. She grunts angrily. I walk over to my Mother. Suddenly, loud footsteps are heard. 

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