Malfoy | Draco Malfoy [Book1](Unedited!)

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I found myself in a small, dimly lit cell. My head throbbed, and my vision was still blurry as I hear screams echoing. I tried to move, my wrists restrained behind me. My legs were anchored to a chain which was stuck to the wall of the cell behind me.

The room was dank and musty, the air thick with despair. The walls were made of cold, damp stone. The screams continued to echo outside, each one filled with pain and anguish.

My mind raced as I tried to remember what happened. Memories of the pub, the death eaters, and my aunt's presence came flooding back, making my stomach churn with dread.

I struggled against my restraints, desperate to free myself. But the cold iron cuffs held fast, cutting into my skin. I tried use my magic but nothing was working. I screamed

My yells echoed against the stone walls, but no one answered. The only response was the ever-present screams from outside, each one a reminder of the horror unfolding beyond the cell.

My heart leaped into my throat as the door to my cell creaked open, "What a delightful reunion," Rebecca purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm . She chuckled. "I always knew you would be trouble, darling niece. But you've really outdone yourself this time." Two men in death eater mask stood behind her.

The men stepped into the cell, their tall frames casting imposing shadows on the cold stone floor. I glared at them as they approached, but Rebecca's cruel chuckle made me tense up, bracing myself for what they might do next.

Rebecca moved closer, her eyes gleaming with a mix of triumph and malice. She tilted her head, studying me as if I were a rare specimen. "You've always been a trouble haven't you?"

I met her gaze defiantly, "Let me go! Please, how could you do this—"

Rebecca's chuckle sent a chill down my spine. "Oh, don't pretend like you don't know," she said, her tone cold. "You killed my son!"

My breath caught in my throat. "It was a mistake, a big one I didn't knew how that happened I didn't even knew I could do that, please "

"A mistake?" Rebecca spits the word out, a sneer forming on her lips. "You think killing my son was a mistake? That you can just make it disappear with a feeble apology?"

"Please, you have to understand," I pleaded, desperation creeping into my voice. "I didn't mean to hurt him. It was an accident!"

"An accident?" Rebecca's voice rose, anger and pain mingling in her tone. "My son is dead because of you, and you call it an accident? You're nothing but a Jinx, I've always told my sister to keep you away ever since you've been born you've done nothing but ruin things."

Tears welled up in my eyes, my fear and guilt overwhelming me as I looked at my aunt. "Please, I never wanted to hurt anyone," I pleaded, my voice cracking.

"Silence!" Rebecca snapped, her wand in hand, and suddenly, a sharp burst of pain coursed through me, sending me crumpled into the floor, the chain above me rattled. "Do you think I care?" she continued as my scream echoed in the room. "You deserve to feel what I feel, the pain, the agony."

The pain intensified, and through blurred vision, I saw sparks of blue electricity dancing around me, coming from my aunt. The chain above me rattled, and I could feel the cold stone pressing against my back, each pulse of electricity sending excruciating waves of agony through my body.

"Please... stop," I choked out, tears streaming down my face. The pain seemed never-ending, each jolt of electricity like a thousand knives stabbing into my flesh. "Please, I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Rebecca repeated, her voice cold. "Sorry doesn't bring back my son!" The pain intensified. I heard myself let out a scream, every nerve ending on fire.