Third POV
Draco Malfoy walked briskly during the night halls of Hogwarts. Being Headboy gave its advantages, but Malfoy tensed as he walked to a specific wall, remembering the place that they caught Dumbledores Army months ago
He concetrated rapidly and managed to think of the room quickly and entered, inside he was met with the mess of treasures that surrounded him and passed by them focusing on one specific item, he walked towards it with an apple in hand. He used his other to take off the tarp and reveal the huge cabinet that practically towered everything in the room
Draco looked at the item nervously but jumped, feeling the apple he held snatched from his hand
"Feeling nervous, my ex..?"
Draco avoided his gaze, even with green eyes he couldn't find the dignity to stop wanting to be close to the (H/c), even if he was under anothers control
"I thought you were a chatterbox when he was around, am I not special for that dragon?...~"
The teasing pissed him off as the same voice was used, besides the slight octave that changed it abit. Everything else was the same
"Shut it" Draco commanded and looked towards the cabinet beginning to examine it
"Your vile, I love that about you" stated Atticus and walked behind Draco leaning into his ear
"Even to earn his trust, you still lie and poison him, its the most powerful love I can think of for such a deranged pair" he stated softly causing Draco to look at the thing that was controlling (Y/n)
"Your flattering is really pathetic, it's no wonder hell rejected you" he insulted and turned back to the cabinet wanting to work on it more
Draco heard the thing laugh, but he didn't expect being spun around and tossed into a nearby table on his back with a dagger between his eyes. He looked up at the Demon, his eyes no longer a relaxed color of green, but instead a bright hue emmited from them as Atticus tapped the tip of his blade to Draco's nose
"I want you to know I'm the only one who can play alongside with your games my darling Draco. But there's is such a thing as limits to what I accept as funny..." Atticus moved the blade near his brow "to the plain insult"
Draco looked at him unamused, it was the outside that showed his unfazed look, but on the inside was a blister of fear trying to run away from the Demon holding a knife to his face. But instead he decided to calm and continue
"A dagger? I thought a Demon had the upmost power of dark magic with them. And you need a man made tool to even hurt me. . . . . I think logic is speaking more than insult" he berated at Atricus who looked down at him vindictive, but laughed and stepped back
"Your right, why use mortal weapons when I can torture you without touch. . . . CRUCIO!"
Draco dropped to floor feeling the immense pain flow through him as he heard Atticus laugh eminate deep within his ears causing him to cringe at himself for being weak, his father would sneere at him for this. After awhile he felt the spell taken off
"Listen here Malfoy, I'm tolerating you since my dear Voldemort is the only one who can get me out of this pathetic mortal body, and your lucky I have to follow his orders. . . Me alone, we were going to have the most despicable fun... so if you want me happy, keep doing your job and i'll do mine" he commanded and crouched infront of Draco grabbing his face to look him in the eye
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■The Prophecy Of the Wizarding Beast■ (Male Reader)
Hayran Kurgu- Harry Potter x Male Reader x Draco Malfoy - Prophecy's come and go but for (Y/n) who was a new pureblood wizard, he was confused yet excited, but most of all was happy to meet the friends he made along the way. . . But not as much as the dark pas...
