sway sway slytherin

Chapter 14

DRACO'S POV: Just for a little of this chap

I pace back in my room, my warm comfortable room while she is freezing down in the cellar. How selfish can I be? My entire heart has been ripped from my chest and locked in the basement of my huge house.

She must be scared. I want to go to her. I need to see her and hold her in my arms for just one more minute. Oh why did I push her away when we had the freedom of holding each other. I repelled her comfort for I thought it would keep her safe and now where is she. 

Even if I could get to her without anyone noticing would she let me hold her? I have caused her much pain. She must know I never meant for this to happen. Even in my head I seem cruel. I fight the urge to fling open my door and sprint as fast as my legs will take me to the bottom of this empty house to find my heart and replace her where she belongs, my arms. 

The feeling of pain has been a slight buzz before and now it is ear splitting. I throw my hand through the glass in my window. It is getting to stuffy in here. I ignore my now bloody hand and flop onto my bed. The red turns my pillow and sheets. I don't care a house elf will be along to pick up the broken things around my room tonight anyway. 

I have been in a habit of throwing things around lately. The rage built up inside has only two solutions. Kelli or violence. Since I don't have her, I resort to the next. 

I rest my head against the wall and allow a single tear to slide down my face. I go to the bathroom to wash off my face. My eyes have rather large circles under them and they are bright red. My face seems sunken in and sad. 

"Draco!" I hear my aunt call me. This can't be good. I grip the edge of the sink tightly before I dry my face and make my way downstairs quickly. 

Oh no the sight I see is one from my nightmares. Hermione, Ron, and Harry although swollen in the face and missing glasses, are standing. "Well? Is it him?" Bella pulls him up by his hair. I know it is him but my tongue seems to hold back the words, instead I say, "What's wrong with his face?" 

"What is wrong with his face?" Bella says. "He came to us like that. We reckon he picked it up in the forest." The snatcher says. "Or a stinging jinx. Was it you deary? Check her wand." I stand up and back away from Harry. "Fetch the other Potter." My father hisses in my ear as Bella seems distracted. I look at him with my eyes wide open she will kill her if it comes down to it. "Do it!" He hisses, giving me a slight shove. 

I walk slowly until I am out of sight and then run the rest of the way. My heart is pounding very hard. I swing open the door and there she is. She looks very skinny and pale, but mostly unhurt. As soon as she sees me she stands up from her position against the wall. 

For a moment she just stares into my grey eyes and me into her intriguing bronze ones.  She runs into my arms wrapping herself tightly around me. I tightly embrace her small body. 

KELLI'S  POV: from now on

I press my body as close to him as I can. I bury my face in his chest. His smell filling me as a whole again. He nestles his face in my hair and his lips touch my cheek sending warmth through my whole body. But as soon as he lifts his face I see hurt in his eyes and I can only think to kiss him for it may be the last time. 

It is intoxicating. The warmth, the protectiveness, and the safeness of it all is such a high. I feel at this moment happier then I feel as though I ever will be. I don't even want to leave this very space. I want him to stay with me for my heart surely won't go back together after this. His soft hands gently touch my lips as he is full of sadness again. I touch his soft ruffled hair, both our eyes glistening with tears. His are more reserved while mine line my cheeks in a steady stream.

I hear a footstep and turn around and see Luna. My cheeks go red but I don't let go of Draco. He still holds me tightly. I look at him knowing he must not have just come down here for a moment as nice as that would have been. "What is it?" I ask. "Harry is here. My father asked me to get you." He said. I nod following him up the steps. I hold his hand until we are at the very top and I instead hold the hem of his shirt.

Bellatrix seems to be angry about something as she lashes out at several men. She grabs Hermione and forces her to the ground. I see Harry as Wormtail is dragging him and Ron to the cellar. His eyes grow bigger as they see me then return to normal not to draw suspicion.  

I hold onto Draco's shirt tighter, balling my fists around it in hope that I will not have to let go. I hide my small petite frame behind him because nobody seems to notice me. He leads me over to a corner as I think he has realized the same. 

Bellatirx has Hermione pinned under her as she screams in her face. I am paralyzed with fear. I want to run to her, but surely enough Draco senses this a places an iron grip on me from behind. I make a small whimper. 

Bellatrix is outraged as she grabs hold of Hermione's forearm and carves the word "Mudblood" into her soft flesh with a knife. I stiffle a sob into Draco's T-shirt. I hear him gulp as Bellatrix stands up. She swivels her head in my direction. "Potter!" She rips me from Draco's grasp with difficulty, shooting him a glare in return. 

I gulp as she pushes me to my knees. She swipes her blade across my cheek. "You know don't you. It is your filthy blood trading brother." She screams in my face. "It's not him. I think I would know my own brother." I snark. I chose the wrong thing to say and I know it. She grabs me by the hair and drives her knife into my thigh. I yelp out. I hear Draco gasp. 

A searing pain shoots through my leg. The worst part is when she yanks it out leaving me in a pool of my own blood. My breath becomes rapid and the pain unbearable. Bellatrix stalks away and requests the goblin. I feel someone dragging me backwards. I look up and see my blonde boy holding me tightly against him. 

I know he can't speak but his pain is clear in his eyes. I can see him holding back a storm of tears. It isn't his fault for being born into this awful family. He can't help it that he was raised like this. My heart aches for being with him. I have settled to know that I will never be able to see anyone else the way I see Draco Malfoy. If you call that love so be it. 

Then Harry is dragging me away from him. Draco is stunned, standing there with his mouth open and covered in my blood. The corner of my lips turn upward because I remember a time once when I was covered in his blood and now he is covered in mine. 

I see Dobby huddled with the others as Harry is the last one over he holds me up with his one arms and clutches wands in his other we make it to Dobby just in time to disapparate, but not before Bellatrix throws the knife.