Slytherin Pride

The Kiss

Ginny's POV

Lucius was shoved into a chair, and the dementors swarmed toward him, but a faint, wispy, hare raced tight circles around him to keep the dementors at bay. Kingsley sat down in a grand chair that was a black velvet. He gently tapped a mallet against the hard wooden desk in front of him, and began his speech. "We have gathered together today to witness the kiss of Lucius Abraxas Malfoy. He has been sentenced to Azkaban for the treason of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's headmaster, and was later proven guilty of murder against the following wizards; Eitherorada Vain, and Nymphorada Tonks. Lucius has also been charged of attempt to kill Harry Potter. In addition to those charges, Mister Malfoy has tortured his son using the following curses; binding curse, puking curse, which was used more than once and resulted in a healers care to stop the vomiting of blood. He also used the Cruciatus curse. This curse was used more than once and was used to the extreme of loss of consciousness. Therefor, by vote of the ministry, Lucius Malfoy has been sentenced to a life without a soul." Kinsey's speech was over and I could hear Draco sobbing quietly. I gripped his hand tighter. Kingsley continued. "Lucius if you have anything else you wish to say you have a minute." Draco's father nodded calmly. "I'd like to address it to my son." Kingsley nodded and Lucius began. "Draco, you are no son of mine. I raised you better than this. I helped you through everything. And this? Is this how you repay me?" Lucius's eyes bore holes into Draco's chest. "Pull up your shirt boy. Just one last time for old times sake. Come now. Or...are you ashamed? Are you ashamed that you couldn't kill a man a century after his time!!!" Draco took a deep breath and then stood up. "You are no father of mine. The father I once had was destroyed by revenge and pride! You're a piece of shit, you're nothing like a father! IM NOT ASHAMED, I DIDNT KILL THE GREATEST WIZARD OF HIS TIME! IM ASHAMED THAT YOU ASSUMED THOSE THOUGHTS FROM ME!" and with that he stood up and started to walk to the door. My breaths quickened. He left me. Here. Alone. Lucius bellowed after him. "MY SON DIED! HE WAS REPLACED BY THIS LITTLE WORTHLESS ATTENTION WHORE! ONE THAT SHOULD DIE TOO! LISTEN TO YOUR AUNT. MAYBE IF YOU KILLED YOURSELF IN YOUR LAST MOMENTS YOU MIGHT REALIZE, YOU MADE YOUR MISTAKE! LISTEN HERE DRACO IM GOING TO-" I gasped. Draco's mother burst into a fresh wave of tears. Lucius's head slumped downwards and his eyes hollowed. His soul lingered above him. And then the dementors pounced. The soul was ripped apart by knarled hands, and then turned to vapor. Lucius's body stood aimlessly and started to walk away. The chains strained. He didn't stop pulling and he didn't start to pull harder either. He simply hung there. The crowd started to depart and I ran for the door, rushing to find Draco. To hug him. Tell him his father was wrong. He was always wrong. Draco was perfect. I started to yank the door open and then I caught a glimpse of Mrs. Malfoy. She approached Lucius and she kneeled beside him and her lips moved, forming pleading words. His expression stayed blank. She slumped over and cried into his side. A lump formed in my throat. It hurt to swallow it back down. I turned away. Draco was my main priority. He always was, and always will be.

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