Of Muggles and Magic - A Harry Potter Fanfic [HIATUS]

Chapter 17 - Malfoy Manor

This chapter is dedicated to AkikoIsKawaii!! Happy reading!

WARNING - This chapter is going to have lot of media! XD

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Jin Ha pov:

I stood next to the window in the room that I had been given during my stay here in Malfoy Manor, curtly shown by Draco's mother. My room, so to call it, was between Draco's and Bellatrix's on the second floor while Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy stayed in the room down the hallway. My room was decorated with ornate furniture – a double bed, a study table and a cupboard – along with some decorative items placed here and there and hung on the walls. It had an air of gloom though, just as the rest of the house did, though I had a feeling that it hadn't been this way before Voldemort made his appearance.

Lifting my left arm, I looked over the Dark Mark I now had on my forearm – it was still burning but it wasn't as bad as it had been when Voldemort had given it to me. I was almost sure that I would have screamed in pain if the sweltering had gone on for even a few moments longer. I mean, it was as if my arm was being scorched by the hottest fire and my skin was being melted – I guess I understood Draco's description of the mark now.

I didn't want the Dark Mark even though I had agreed to serve Voldemort. It was obvious that he wouldn't allow me to refuse but I didn't think I would feel so overwhelmed by his power when he had looked at me like the snake he was. I had felt momentarily powerless, gripped by the anxious thoughts of never being able to see my parents again and living through painful torture from Voldemort, quite contrary to my belief that I would be able to kick his ass instead. The Crutiatus Curse hadn't worked on him at all when I had used it during our invasion into the Ministry and Draco had said that the only reason I was alive even after fighting him was because he was being lenient. That was most probably true because a guy with such an overbearing presence could easily counter any curse thrown at him, perhaps even the Killing Curse, and there was no way my threat of slaughtering his Death Eaters and then hunting him down was as easy as it sounded.

More than anything else though, one fact jabbed me in the heart over and over again – I was Death Eater now. Well, it wasn't surprising that Voldemort had used my parents to force me into joining his army but I kept thinking of whether there could have been some way for me to save my parents and refuse becoming his ally. There was no point thinking about it now though so I sighed while pushing away those thoughts and thinking of what I had to do now, despite the circumstances. I was in quite a fix and I had no choice but to sit down and carefully plan just how to handle all the complicated things in my life.

Besides worrying about my role as a Death Eater and the safety of my parents, there was another person I was yet to properly talk to – Draco. I had teased him during the brief conversation I had had with Snape and his flustered reaction was enough to give me confidence that he hadn't entirely given up on the relationship we had. But I was still wondering how to start a conversation with him after everything that had happened – I knew he was angry and upset and I would have to be patient and kind and plead him to hear my side of the story before he pushed me away permanently. I really needed him to give me just one chance to clear up the misunderstanding.

Sighing deeply, I pushed that thought away too for now and reached into my bag for my glasses and ear piece. I put them on and switched them on. "Ajusshi, you there?"

"Huh? Oh, hmm...yeah I'm here *yawn* are you already home?" he asked, sounding groggy.

"Did I wake you? I can call you back later if you want to sleep for longer," I said.

"No, no, I was just taking a short nap. I'm awake," he responded. "Anyway, why the dull tone of your voice? Did you miss your flight?"