Hidden *Harry potter fafic*

chapter 17

Previously

I rolled over and got comfortable, I needed sleep if I was to deal with everything tomorrow. But one thing was sure.

The Malfoy's were going to pay.

Chapter 17
Hadrian POV

The next time I woke up, it was almost sunrise , I laid still for a while and felt refreshed, I had not slept that long since I was a child, and it felt wonderful not to be sleep deprived.

I rolled onto my back and stared up the green canopy of the bed. A lot had happened yesterday and it was still hard for me to wrap my head around everything. Marvolo who is the Dark Lord has help and healed me, a small smile graced my lips as I though about Marvolo, it was quite difficult to believe that he was the cruel, bloodthirsty and sadistic murderer everyone made him out to be. Even if Marvolo had killed people I would not judge him for it, we all have our demons and Voldemorts demons might just be slightly bigger-wait I take that back, a lot bigger. Even though I was not their to witness it happen stories were told by Death Eaters about how Voldemorts was a ruthless dueler and killed anyone who got in his way. I won't say that killing is good, because it's definitely not but it was war, the Dark had also lost many people ,it was war, people die in war no matter what precautions they took.

As I lay in bed staring up at the canopy, the sun had risen and I did not know if I felt exited or dreaded the day that was to come.

I could tell by the look on Marvolo's face yesterday when we had spoken of Draco ,he was clearly angry and I knew he was going to torture the Malfoy's, the problem was that I did not know what I felt about the Malfoys being tortured. Even though they had never been there for me and treated me like a house elf, they were still my blood and I yet I am grateful for the way they had treated and raised me. For I know as a fact, if I were raised like Draco and Cedrella I would be just like them, spoilt and demanding anything and everything I could get. Their was even I possibility that I would not of met Marvolo and I felt my chest ache at the thought of not having Marvolo around. Even though it had been less that a month, Marvolo was a big part of my life ,which I am grateful for. Without Marvolo I would definitely be dead, knowing the Malfoy's they would not berry me, probably give me to the house elves and tell them to get rid of the body.

A knock broke me from my train of though.

I turned my head towards the door when it opened and Marvolo stepped in, he quietly closed the door and padded his way to the side of my bed ,I lay still watching him from my spot in the bed, feeling lazy and conflicted to move . Marvolo took a seat on the bed, making the bed dip and we stared at each other, it seemed to be happening a lot these days, the staring.

Marvolo had seated himself close to me, if he had to lean over our foreheads would touch. Slowly Marvolo brought his hand up towards my face and cupped my cheek, I felt my breath hitch as I stared at Marvolo not knowing what to do. Marvolo caressed my cheek before removing his hand from me entirely, and I would admit I missed the contact immediately.

Their was something about Marvolo that made me feel safe, welcomed and at home. It scared me for I did not know how long the Dark Lords fascination would last with me, I was an ordinary person. I was not rich, not popular, did not have any influence, I was not pretty or beautiful and I could not even do magic. As much as it hurt to admit it I was useless. All I could do was household chores. I almost snorted maybe the dark lord wanted me to do his laundry once he got bored of me.

" Breakfast is ready. " the Dark Lords voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

I nodded my willing to test out if my voice is strong enough to speak, I knew that I would be a stuttering mess.