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(Draco!XReader)

Warning: ummm torture, maybe its too graphic idk?
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title: Tourture

word count: 1392

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"Draco," you whispered to your boyfriend of five years, his eyes drifting down to your eyes, "Yeah?" he whispered back. You felt your eyes water, "I don't think I can do it, meeting your parents I mean." You looked down at your hands, fumbling with your fingers. His grey eyes watched as you messed with your fingers, "I know you can do it," he grabbed your hands, lacing his fingers with yours, "If I love you, they'll love you." He reassured. You smiled, looking down at both of your hands.

Draco had been in your room all night, when Ginny came back with the Golden Trio and Neville, they were all mostly confused. Everyone knew you were dating; hell some people even thought you were amazing together. Even Hermione thought you both were great with each other, and she hated Draco.

By the time Draco had left it was around five a.m. and he didn't even want to leave. "I'll come back later, okay?" he said smiling, you nodded as you laid your head back on the pillow. You had been left alone in your shared dorm, it was Saturday and you weren't doing anything today, other than meeting Draco's parents.

By the time Draco came back, you had fallen asleep. He laid down beside you, cuddling into your side. He slowly started waking you up, at first it was small pecks on your cheek, then it was him tickling you, of course, that woke you up. "Draco stopped," you breathed out with a laugh. "No, you have to get up, we're going to leave in two hours." He smiled; you had a huge grin on your face as he tickled you. "Okay," you laughed out opening your eyes to meet his as he stopped tickling you.

"Go get ready," he smiled; you nodded getting out of your bed. You had picked out a black dress that flared at the waist, and was tight on the top. You put on a pair on black heels with red on the bottom; Draco had bought them for you on your fifth month anniversary. You put your hair into a high ponytail, doing a nude smoky eye and a dark red lip. Sitting on the ground by your bed you pulled out the purse Draco had bought you, you're sixth month anniversary present from Draco, putting the lipstick, phone, and such inside it.

"I'm ready." You smiled at him. His face lit up as he got off his bed, adjusting what he was wearing, a black jacket with a black shirt and dress pants. His normal attire. He grabbed your hand as you smoothed out your dress, grabbing the leather jacket you had laid out, "Come on,"

You both appeared in front of his house. It was huge, and it scared you.  You've always been the one to get lost and when Draco told you his house was big, it obviously messed with you. Sighing, you grabbed Draco's hand, leaning into him. He looked down at you, before a elf came to open the door. You smiled at it; you thanked the small elf before walking with Draco to the dining room. It was huge.

The dinner table was larger than you've ever seen, and his mum and dad we're already sitting there. Your already sweaty hand squeezed his cold ones.

"Ah, you must be Y/N." His mum said, standing. You nodded, not trusting your voice. "I'm Narcissa, Draco's mum." You smiled at Narcissa, "I'm Y/N  – you, already knew that." You sighed out.

"A girl who can't remember a simple conversation." Draco's father said, making your eyes shift to the ground, cheeks glowing with a tent of pink.  "Lucius." His father stood up, "Please, take a seat. We'd like to get to know you." His monotone voice was scaring you, so you sat as close as you could to Draco.

"You're Gryffindor, correct?" Lucius asked, "Y-Yes, sir." Your soft voice confirmed, a hum came from Lucius' throat, "Are you a pureblood?" he then asked, you shook your head no.

"Halfblood?"

You shook your head again.

"Interesting." His eyes squinted at you, "Our son, loves a Mudblood." Narcissa elbowed Lucius at his statement, "I-I mean, it's not all that bad. Mum and dad are very wealthy in the Muggle world." Your voice barley a whisper, made him look at you. "That's very lovely dear," Narcissa softly smiled, making you smile back.

You ate dinner in a awkward silence. You were ultimately finished first, not trusting yourself to eat the rest. Narcissa and Lucius whispered to each other throughout the dinner,

"She's not right for our son." Lucius once said too loudly, Narcissa followed with "He's happy with her. His eyes show how happy he is." Which made Lucius scoff.

You went through dessert, perfectly fine. No comments were made, until one person got there. You knew who she was, and you shrunk into your chair because of it. Her hair was a mess and she was wear a tight black dress. She pulled out a chair beside Narcissa, her eyes were staring daggers into you, until finally she said something.

"You're related to that boy, Neville Longbottom is it?"

Your heart sunk, "Y-Yes," you stammered out, her face instantly twisted into a wicked smile, "Can I talk to you in private?" she asked, Narcissa looked at her with confusion, "Bellatrix," she whispered only to get ignored. Bellatrix stood up and walked out to the living room, you looked around before following. Shutting the door was a mistake on your part.

As soon as the door was closed, you were pushed against a wall. "You're using him aren't you? You're using him for the money!" her wicked voice sounded, "No," you cried out, repeating the word. She laughed loudly, "My mum and dad are wealthy, I don't need the money." You cried out, trying to keep your voice low. "You disgusting Mudblood!" she screeched, making you cry louder. Before you knew it your were on the ground, knife digging into your arm, she held your arm as you felt the knife carve the word. You took the deepest breathe you could trying not to scream too loudly.

Once she was finished she got up, kicking your sighed before leaving. 'Mudblood' was carved into your arm; blood was running down your arm, tears down your face.

You got up minutes later, walking to the dining room, where everyone was still seated. Bellatrix had a smirk on her face when she saw you. You grabbed your purse and jacket, putting it on quickly. "I'm going to go," you said "It was lovely meeting you. Thank you for having me. Goodbye." You said quickly, walking out as fast as you could you reached the entrance.

You quickly walked into the lavatory, taking off the leather jacket you put on; yelping at the pain. Looking at the markings on your forearm, sighing deeply you took water on a paper towel, dabbing it.

You took your time; walking out of the room and up the steps to your common room. Neville was in there, which you didn't expect. He looked at you and smiled, you smiled back. His smiled quickly faded as he saw the words on you. "Who wrote that?" he asked, standing up. "N-No one. Neville, I'm okay." You smiled again, eyes glistening with tears.

Neville wasn't your real brother. He was your adoptive brother. You were adopted into his family, but then was adopted by your parents, who died from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, your parents and Neville's were close, than his parents passed and your grandparents adopted you.

"Y/N," his voice was defensive and it made me look down, "Bellatrix." You whispered.

"That bloody little bi-" he started, but was soon cut off by himself, "I forbid you to see Malfoy." Your eyebrows knitted together, "Draco had nothing to do with this!" your voice was shaky and he gave you a look. "He had you come, and you got hurt. You're not seeing him again."

Your eyes watered, "He had nothing to do with this, you do not have the right to forbid me to see the love of my life." You turned on your heel, walking to your dorm. Lying down, you looked up at the ceiling. "I love him." You repeated.