When you see my truth (drarry fanfic)

Chapter 26. Draco's gone

-Draco's pov-

Snape had kidnapped me. I was currently in a room in the house Snape lives in. It's a pretty light room with very little furniture. A bed, and a wardrobe.

In the wardrobe was very expensive clothes, all in my size. I've always worn nice clothes, after all, that's all a Malfoy should wear.

Father never allowed anything below the worth of a Malfoy to touch my skin, even if I was considered the little whore who was fucked in the dungeons.

I wonder how Snape got all the money he needed to buy this clothes. I looked trough them, and decided on a shirt with black trousers with a dark green robe. I tried to cover up as much of me as possible.

I spaced in the room. Not much to do. I've already checked the door, locked.

There was a window in the room. The garden outside was pretty. Actually very well taken care of. It was a nice view and I sat down on the windowsill.

A knock was heard before the door opened. In the entrance I saw Snape.

"Professor..."

"Please, call me Severus."

I didn't meet his eyes. What is he doing? Nothing good can come out of this.

"What are you doing?" I asked. My inside was panicking. I'm here, where Potter is not, and I've just been raped by this man. He scared me. But the years I've been holding up a pretence was a good practice. I could hide my fear. I kept a normal talking tone.

"You're going to live here, Draco. This will be your room. I didn't know what kind of furniture you like, so I didn't put any effort in it yet. I'll bring you a catalogue, you'll be able to choose whatever you like." he avoided it. He avoided the thing he knew I wanted to know.

"You can't-"

"SHUT UP!" Snape snapped. I could see the fight in him. He fought himself about something.

"You're going to live here... Don't try to escape... Warded.... I have your wand." he mumbled, then turned around and left.

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The next time he entered it was with a meal. I ate hungrily. I hadn't eaten anything for at least some hours.

Afterwards it happened again. The sun was setting and Snape pushed me down the bed. He did it again. He raped me. I was left alone crying myself to sleep. That night I had the worst nightmare I've ever had.

-Harry's pov-

I had a really bad feeling. Like... REALLY bad. I couldn't enjoy anything. Ever since Draco didn't reply to my letter I've had this weird feeling. He always replied. Why didn't he do it now? The Weasleys' have been trying to cheer me up, without success. I've been more down now than ever.

It was with relief I ran trough the wall to platform 9 ¾. I searched the whole train for him, but when I didn't found him, I settled with thinking that he might be a bit late. He didn't come. Not when the train went and he wasn't there when the dinner was served in the great hall.

Surprisingly, we had a new potion teacher. Dumbledore said that Snape had quitted. Why had he decided to do that now? I didn't share my friends happy laugh and smiles at the fact that he was gone. Why was suddenly both Snape and Draco gone? Where was Draco?

Dumbledore had called me to his office after the dinner.

I entered the well known room. It was always so comfortable. Dumbledore sat behind his desk, but his face did not show any of that happiness he'd shown in the great hall. It was gloomy.

"Harry. Good you're here. It's regarding Malfoy."

"Do you know anything professor? He didn't answer my letter and he didn't go on to the Hogwarts express."

"I know. For some reason young Mr. Malfoy is missing. He is nowhere to be found I wanted to tell you that we're currently searching everywhere for him, starting with the Manor."

"Snape... It has to be Snape!" I said. My trust in the potion master had never been good. I've always mistrusted him.

"PROFESSOR Snape has not done anything." Dumbledore reassured.

"How can you be so sure?" I asked.

"I could trust professor Snape with my life, just as much as I trust Hagrid, Harry."

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I was still panicking a bit. Draco is gone. For every day he's not here I feel weaker and more tired. It felt like I could fall asleep at dinner just out of the boredom I had while waiting for Draco to be found.

What if Voldemort has him? What if he's already dead! No, that can't be.

I grew more and more suspicious at the former potion master. The new one, who surprisingly was professor Blythe, was very kind to me and also worried for Draco's well being. He actually told me he'd met Snape once before, many years ago.

Snape had been out searching for a present to someone. Something powerful and dark. Blythe never knew who Snape had given it to, but he knew what it was. It had been a quill. A quill with never ending ink. And the thing with that quill is, when you draw something with it, it becomes a real object, or creature. You can create anything with it.

I didn't know what to do with the information. It's not like it has anything to do with Draco, and everyone knows that Snape engages in dark magic.

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At night I sneaked out and went to Draco's room. I figured it was the right place to start at. I went trough Draco's belongings. Some parchment, books, quills, ink, clothes... Drawings. He had drawing after drawing of me. One where I read, one where I smiled... The at the look of it the most recently made drawing was not done.

I picked it up. It was a nice drawing, but there was a line going across my eye, like someone suddenly pulled the paper away, or like he got scared.

I put down the drawing. Draco's belongings had of course already been searched, but it couldn't hurt giving an extra check.

Where would Draco Malfoy put something important? I don't know. I laid down in his bed and looked at the ceiling. Nothing out of the ordinary. Of course. Green curtains, dark brown bed poles... Wait, what was that? It was a corner of something red. I stood up in the bed and reached out to one of the poles. In the curtain I saw a piece of red clothning. I pulled it out and a book fell from it. It was a diary. Draco's diary. He never said anything about keeping a diary, but in the other hand, it's kinda private. I shouldn't intervere. Haha, says the one who's been in his mind. Can checking this help me finding Draco? Will I be able to save him?

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