The Chosen One ~Drarry (Finished)

Avada kedavra (Draco)

Trigger warning: ...crime let's just say that. Also talk of self-harm, blood and lowkey not niceness.

Soon, the train stopped, meaning we had arrived at King's Cross. Harry looked down at me, as I stirred, pretending I had just woken up from a deep sleep. "Good morning Dray."

"Hiya Harry" I yawned, sitting up and reaching for my things. "So this is goodbye then."

"The two weeks will fly by" he said, knowing what I was thinking. I wished I could believe him. 

"I'd better say goodbye now, my dad will be waiting for us on the platform." he nodded sadly, and I hugged him, burrying my face in his chest, not wanting to let go. 

"Happy holidays Draco" siad Hermione, flying in once we'd broken apart. Then Ron gave me a one armed hug, careful not to get too gay.

"I love you guys" I sniffed, not really caring about how gay I looked anymore, in front of my friends at least. I kissed Harry one last time before stepping off the train, the place overflowing with people taller than me. One of them was my father, his long white hair rippiling in the non exsistent breeze, a stern look on his face. I gulped as I grew nearer, approaching my mother first and giving her a hug, hoping she didn't notice how much I was shaking.

"Draco" said my dad, not showing any sign of emotion from not seeing me for four months, but hey, I hadn't expected him to. "You are well?"

I nodded, and he mirrored me, taking the lead to the floo network. One at a time, Father first of course, we shot down the fireplace, and arrived at Malfoy mannor. "In" he commanded, holding the door open for me, and I walked through, trying to stay calm. Mum ran off to the kitchen, so I was left standing alone in the hallway with him. "How is your mission going Draco?"

"It's going ok" I replied, wondering how long the small talk was going to go on for. He nodded, inflating his chest proudly.

"Soon, you will get a Dark mark. Once you have suceeded, we will all be out of this mess." Your mess, I suddenly thought irritabley, careful not to let it show on my face. "Your friends will be so proud. How is school?"

"Good. Severus has been helpfull" I said truthfully, thinking of all the visits to his office. Snape was one of his oldest friends, and I knew he trusted him.

"Don't get too close to him though" he suddenly barked, jabbing his wand into my chest. There would be a bruise there tomorrow, but hey, add it to the collection. "Show me you arm. Show me where your Dark mark will be." I shrank away, horrified. He didn't know yet. "Show me your arm Draco!" he shouted, grabbing it for himself and yanking back the sleve. 

"Father-" I protested, not wanting him to see the state my body was in. 

"Narcissa!" he yelled, looking at me furiously. "Look what your boy has done!" Mum came flying in, stopping dead when she saw my wrist.

"Draco" she whispered, a hand flying up to her mouth. "What have you done?"

"He's gone and self harmed. Like a freak" he hollered, raising his wand high above his head, the tip pointing straight at me. "Our son is a freak!"

"No, Lucius, no" she whispered, trying to calm him down. "Don't."

"No! Our son is a coward and a freak Narcissa, and he needs to be taught a lesson!" he growled, pushing her away so she fell. "So you like scars then? Like cutting yourself?"

"No!" I shouted, backing away, my voice hoarse.

"Well then why do you do it then?" he yelled, raising his wand and pointing it directly at my head. "Cruicio!" I dropped to my knees beside my mother, clutching my head in agony as fire raged through it like electicity. "See! Coward! Cruico!" he shouted, increasing the dose and making me fall to the floor, writhing in pain. "You're a freak Draco Malfoy. When will you learn?"