Control [Drarry]

Chapter Twenty-one

Time passes strangely when you are isolated from the outside world, you take for granted the simplest of things. I've been missing seeing the sun set every evening, both Harry and I overwhelmed with the situation, not being able to think of anything to say to each other. I think about continuously how this is all my fault and how Harry shouldn't be here. They tortured him because of me, I begged and pleaded but they wouldn't relent if anything that just caused them to continue the torment.

It kills me to be chained away from him, not being able to make sure he is ok or comfort him or possibly kiss him, no, that is too much wishful thinking, that was unlikely to happen again he probably just felt it in the moment as a one off, and especially now. It's my fault we're here and that he is now in danger I should have just had stayed as far away from him as possible.

The metal door opens, it's strange because no one has been here for a few days, we have just been left isolated, cold, dehydrated and starved. It's the rat-like man again holding a set of keys, they jangle in his hand as he comes over.

Both Harry and I have been kept weak due to the neglect, there is no way that we stand a chance of fighting so that thought of escape dissipates from our minds instantly.

He walked over to Harry first, presumably because he is human so he is less scared of him than me. He gave Harry some water, which normally he wouldn't have taken however he was so dehydrated that he would have taken anything, the Dark Lord wants to be responsable for Harry's death which I understand but what I can't understand why it is being dragged out for so long.

The rat man came over to me the keys shaking in his hands as he fumbles them around his grimy hands. His extra long dirty fingernails scratch my leg as he tries to unlock the cuff on my ankle that has had me trapped to the wall for days.

"Why have you let me go?" I said, my voice weak.

"Master has plans for you," he said in a snivelling voice, before he walked out, slamming the metal gate leaving us alone once again.

"Are you alright?" I hear Harry ask from the other side of the room.

"Yeah as good as I will ever be."

"What did you ask Wormtail?"

"Who?"

"Wormtail, he is the man that was just here."

"Oh well, he was just saying something about the Dark Lord having big plans." A silence fell between us, "Harry? How do you know Wormtail?"

"His name is Peter Pettigrew, he used to be friends with my parents, you know how everyone says Sirius Black is the reason my parents are dead."

"Yeah," I said softly engaging with him.

"They are wrong, it was Pettigrew who betrayed them and had my parents killed."

I was shocked at this news, Harry having to see the man who is responsable for his parents death. How is it that no one knows the real story? I resist asking him as I don't want to upset Harry further.

It's been hours, since I was free at some point I made my way over, near to Harry and we have been sitting together chatting and comforting each other. Eventually despite the poor conditions, Harry fell asleep against me from pure exhaustion.

"Well what a surprising discovery we have here," said a raspy, serpent-like voice.

I quickly sprung up, sitting up to attention due to the shock of another person unexpectedly arriving into the room. His dirty bare feet making it impossible to hear a step, the great big snake crawling below him. I woke up Harry as I shifted in surprise and he instantly was overcome with fear, probably due to the fact that he may kill him any second.

"How sweet," the Dark Lord hissed taunting us, Lucius stept from behind the Dark Lord where previously I hadn't noticed his presence. Lucius scoffed at me in disgust and sneered at me.

"I was planning to kill you myself right here right now Potter, however I think there is a better way to do this. Let his lover kill him, what do you say Lucius? Let the monster kill his love and break him exactly as he deserves."

"Yes, my Lord," Lucius answered him, giving me an evil smirk.

I was instantly shocked at the plan, "I WILL NEVER HURT HIM," I shouted at the Dark Lord.

"Why my boy would you ever think that? You know sooner or later all animals give into there instincts and you are one of the most wild beasts that there is," the Dark Lord continued. "Wormtail," he said calmly and held his hand to receive something.

I was shocked at what I saw, a long blade bared in the Dark Lord's hands, I stumbled up, aiming to take the knife from him however before I could find my balance, Lucius booted me away with his cain. I couldn't move due to the pain in my side and Harry couldn't fright since his hands were still chained to the wall. He tried to squirm but to no avail, the Dark Lord grabbed Harry's wrist roughly and glided the blade over Harry's hand, slicing his palm open.

The Dark Lord and the others just left the room smiling knowing that the monster will come. The monster instantly could smell the blood, the monster liked it, my stomach hurt so much in hunger, I hurled over in pain as the feeling of my organs almost being ripped out of my body returned.