Living a Lie

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Annalise Narcissa Malfoy

My Mother closes her icey blue eyes with fear and lifts her wand slowly and gracefully into the air hesitantly, her hand shaking. her wand dithers in the air with her decision. Her fate is a cruel one, no mother should have to force her children to do anything, but if she doesn't act she will be treading on her grave and we will pay the price.

"Do you Annalise Narcissa Malfoy,
Pledge that you will one day receive the dark lords dark mark, from the dark lord himself as he has ordered you to do..."

She pauses and waits for my unwilling reply, her breath heavy. I close my eyes that are laced with tears. My body begins to shake and my breathing quickens in pace matching the rhythm of my heartbeat. I hold of answering as long as possible, forming words seems to be an impossible task. A comforting embrace from Draco helps me to regain my senses and focus on the burdensome task we must do. I have to shrug him off I do not need a reminder of the love I will be leaving behind.

"I... I do."

Its barely a whisper, but it is done. I don't want this life, but i have now tied myself to it forever. Salty tears escape from my eyes, as visions of the future play across them. People screaming, children crying innocent people living in total fear at our mercy.

My mother to Draco. My brother is more easily persuaded. He may appear to be fearless but his shaking hands and lifeless eyes tell us otherwise. We have an unpredictable future ahead of us. I know for a fact that if he had a choice he to would beg and bleed to be able to say no.

"And do you Draco Lucius Malfoy also pledge that you will one day receive the dark lords dark mark from the dark Lord himself as he has ordered you to?"

My brother doesn't need any second thought. He knows he will have to accept. Our family's lives depend so on it.

" I do."

He doesn't restrain himself, the words fall from his mouth, rehearsed and as confidant as can be managed, keeping the fear at bay.

"You have both tied yourself into the service of Lord Voldemort. In a short period of time you like us will become death eaters. Servants of Lord Voldemort. And protectors of dark magic. This is an unbreakable vow, no power on earth can remove or challenge it"

My mother declares, her wand held high sending the deadly mark into the sky setting the future in motion. I'm trapped.

I fall to the floor screaming my body shaking fiercely, my face drenched with horror filled tears. I'm no longer free. I'm living my worst nightmare I can almost feel my heart darkening, becoming a piece of coal.

Death Eaters surround me, there silver masks blind me, drowning me. My left fore arm stings like never before. it's total agony.  Are they marking me, am I being tortured, is this death?

I can breath again as I turn to look at my arm. The dark mark snakes around my lower arm I drop my wand because I can't believe this is happening.

"There's no escape from me Annalise Malfoy..." a familiar voice jeers.

Again I look at my arm. The Dark Mark makes it swell with pain forcing me to cry out and scream for all I'm worth...

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 I wake up in sweat and despair. All I can do is sit and sob and scream, feeling calm and at peace is a distant memory. I'm drowning in my heavy breathing, and accelerating heart rate. Nightmares  don't get more haunting. Becoming one of them would mean i would be killing myself, my soul. It would mean i would be exchanging a life of freedom for one of being on the edge of a knife,constantly. I've seen it change people, I've seen becoming a death eater, feast on people until death disconnected them from their death eater title.

The walls of my room seem so close to me and i'm being suffocated by my cold sweat socked bed sheets that are tangled on me. Suddenly my bedroom door slams open. My brother. He lovingly puts his arms round my shoulders, and helps me untangle myself from my twisted bed clothes and long blonde tangles. 

"What was it this time?"
He asks in dismay, staring to the spotlessly clean mahogany floor, yet managing to drape  a sheet around my thin, petrified body.

"The dream again, it was me and you he wanted..."
I whisper trailing of into darkness. My eyes widen as I look over the nightmare. I put my head on his shoulder, his embrace tightens. I'm so cold.

"Again?"
Draco asks himself. He questions this for quite some time while I shudder as cold sweat dribbles down my back like a snake. I shiver again.

"He won't ask us both Anna. Anyway why do you back down to such an opportunity?"
He says it weakly grimacing on the last word. He has become the very vision of our father.

"Opportunity!?"I spit in disgust audibly changing my tone toward my brother. I push myself away from him, struggling to comprehend what is ringing in my ears.

"Opportunity, Draco?! You call taking other people's lives by brutally torturing and killing them an opportunity? You once confided in me that if you had a choice you would rather die than become one of them. You sicken me sometimes..." I shout pushing him of my bed with pure anger, adrenaline pulses through my veins, I can see red

Draco looks at me stunned, he shakes his head in question and In anger pulls himself up from where I've pushed him down,

"Your pathetic at times... You know we have no choice! You don't know..."
He thunders, his voice quiet but threatening
"You know better that anyone in this bloody manor that if I had a choice I would have nothing to do with him!"
On this note he charges out of my Slytherin green bedroom and slams the heavy wooden door behind him. Making several things fall from shelf's and smash on the floor 

I sit in silence as I hear him and my mother arguing about the previous events. I close my eyes in the dark and attempt to head back to the darkness.