Drarry; the last horcrux

chapter 11

After a few minutes, Harry manages to come to the other side of the cupboard and he crawls trough the portrait, which closes imidiately behind him.
This was probably not a good idea, Malfoy could murder him here for god's sake, and nobody would find him. But he is already here now, too late to run.

The room is big, with a fireplace, a small table and two sofa's, Harry would've liked it here, if the walls weren't black and slytherin green, and if the sofa's weren't slytherin green with silver pillows.

'Before I say anything, I would like to know why you need it.' Malfoy says. Harry hadn't noticed he sat down on a sofa, and Harry automatically sits down on the other sofa.

'No.'Harry says calmly.
'How do I know if you aren't just trying to get information out of me, for the death-eaters. I mean, it does seem suspicious that you don't want anything back for it.' 

malfoy's nostrils quiver and it's clear he's trying to control his anger. Harry wonders when the flaws in his mask began to show, he certainly hadn't noticed it before. Before, Malfoy's mask didn't let any of his emotions through.

'I can assure you; I am not. But what is the word of a death-eater worth? nothing, isn't it?' Malfoy says, clearly offended.
A moment of hesitation follows before he adds; 'I would do an unbreakable vow.'

'You would?' Harry asks shocked.

'guess I just said that, didn't I?' Malfoy replies and rolls his eyes.
'But we don't have someone to seal it anyway. '

'Can't house-elves seal a vow?' Harry asks after a moment.

'They can, but it would be too much of a risk.'

'Kreacher!' Harry calls and the wrinkly house-elf appears in front of harry.

'Yes? Master Potter?'

'I just said it would be too much of a risk! For fucks' sake! do you ever listen?' Malfoy exlaims.

'This house-elf can't sayanything, I ordered him to tell nothing, and my godfather put a spell on him for extra safety.' Harry says, and looks at malfoy with a statified smile. Of course Malfoy wouldn't do an unbreakable vow, he can't be trusted.
'Scared Malfoy?' He adds with a cheeky grin.

'Of course not.' Malfoy snarls and grabs Harry's wrist forcefully.
'Just get on with it.' 

'Kreacher, I need you to seal an unbreakable vow between me and mr. Malfoy.' Harry tells the house-elf and grabs Malfoys wrist in return.

Ever since Harry hexed the house-elf in anger when he ranted about sirius, Kreacher has been suspiciouly silent, not that Harry is complaining, but the elf doesn't ask questions anymore, not at all. It's getting a little scary.

'What's your middle name?' Harry asks, suddenly remembering he needs it to complete the vow.

'Lucius.' Malfoy says shortly.

'Do you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, swear that you will keep this conversation between these walls?' 

'I do.'

'And do you swear you will do absolutely nothing to help the death-eaters with any kind of mission?'

'I do.'

Harry quickly pulls his hand away. He doesn't like touching Malfoy, he gets weird tingly feelings of hatred from touching him. As if those aren't bad enough without him touching Malfoy.

Malfoy sits down again and folds his hands awkwardly in his lap. Awkwardly,  Harry never thought he would be using that word combined with Malfoy. First the signs of anger, now the awkwardness, what was happening with Malfoy's mask.

'So, horcruxes.' Draco starts, feeling like a total fool. Malfoy's can't be awkward, that's not how he was raised. Always be confident, no mather what. His father always said. But he couldn't shake the tingly feeling Potter had left on his wrist. Pure hatred Draco told himself, although a part of him knew it wasn't, but that part was burried deep.