Falling for my opposite

Chapter 9: It's The Truth

Draco took a deep breath and looked up at his father. He wasn't sure where to start because there was so much to say, so he spoke as he thought.

"Father-blimey, I can't believe I even still can call you that-I've seen enough. You've spent years upon years torturing mother and I. If that's your way to find happiness you disgust me. You're a Malfoy. I always thought we were meant for much greater things, but I can see now we're not. I thought you would lead me on a path to greatness, but you are a selfish bloke with nothing in his mind except himself. I've had enough."

*Clink*

There's that noise again, and this time it seems everyone else heard it to. Lucius wiped the disgusted look off his face and walked over to the stairs, wand in hand, to see what it was. He investigated for a good minute then turned around.

"Now Draco-" He sneered but before he could finish speaking, he was hit from behind.

"Petrificus Totalus!" A familiar voice chanted. Was that Harry? There's was nothing and a split second later there were two boys. The Invisibility Cloak, he thought. Lucius dropped to the ground unmoving. Harry and Ron made over to Hermione, releasing her from the chains. As soon as she was released, she ran over to help Draco. Harry and Ron looked baffled but didn't say anything. Draco looked up at her with a grateful look and smiled. She couldn't help but smile back.

"Thank you..." He breathed. She rubbed his arm and helped him up.

"Enough of the love fest, we need to get out of here before someone else shows up!" Ron snarled. He was right. Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and led her up the stairs, Harry and Ron trailing behind.

"If we can get outside, we have our brooms out there." Harry breathed.

"How did you find us?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'm curious as well." Draco stated.

"Lucky guess." Harry shrugged his shoulders. Whatever it was, he was grateful for it. Draco grabbed Hermione and hugged her tight, she flinched at the pain. She still had some open wounds. He pulled away and frowned.

"We can't fix these like normal, it's a curse. We'll need to get you to the hospital wing." He looked at her wounds once more, and it hurt him. This was all his fault.

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Hey guys! Thank you for reading still! I really appreciate it, and the votes too. It means so much considering my leaving. But I promised I'd update regularly, and I will. Love y'all. Have a great Saturday! ~Kilea