Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Confrontation

"Let's go now," he said gently moving me off him.

"Draco I-" I said. He turned back to face me and all I could see was the brave expression he held in a desperate attempt to cover up his sadness.

"Nothing" I murmured, not able to see him brake.

"I'm going to go and grab you a coat," he said as he lept up the stairs.

He came down moments later with a black single-breasted overcoat, made of heavy wool cloth, black velvet collar, and peaked lapels.

I took off my robe and put it on over my school shirt. Draco pulled a large, chunky knit, black jumper over his head.

He held his hand out and I took it.

A little while later we made it to Hogsmeade.

We snuck into the Hog's Head. It was extraordinarily dirty and strewn with sawdust with the windows nearly opaque and the floor all but invisible beneath the dirt.

The barmaid was distracted while we made it into a little back room with a fireplace. A pot of floo powder sat on the floor.

Draco and I grabbed a handful. He stood in the fireplace, looked at me, nodded and muttered:

"Malfoy manor"

And with a puff of smoke, he was gone. I stepped into the fireplace. I took a deep breath before saying, as Draco did,

"Malfoy manor"

I was spat out of a handsome marble fireplace, surmounted by a gilded mirror. Draco was standing opposite waiting for me.

I looked up, the ceiling was about thirty foot high, two chandeliers hung. In the middle of the room was a long ornate table. Portraits hung on the walls but were completely silent.

Malfoy put his finger to his mouth to signal to me to remain quiet. He began to walk out of the room. I followed him through a dimly lit corridor, however, it was sumptuously decorated, with a magnificent carpet covering the stone floor.

We reached a blackened door and Draco held the doorknob tightly with one hand and brought out his wand with the other. I pulled out my own wand.

Draco walked in first,

"Aww my Draco, you should have told us you were coming" Narcissa spoke with an eerily fake voice.

I then stepped into the dining room. Lucius instantly sprung up and held his wand in my direction, Draco held his arm out in front of me to shield me.

"No father!" Draco instructed pointing his own wand at Lucius.

"So you haven't come to accept your mother's overly generous deal?" Lucius hissed.

Narcissa remained seated. She was a tall, slim woman with striking blue eyes. She had the classic platinum hair, which she paired with a bitchy grin.

Lucius' face was filled with rage. He had a pointed face and grey eyes, his, however, were filled with a coldness that Draco's didn't possess.

"No, I haven't," Draco said in a snarky tone.

"We're not here to play games Draco!" Lucius spat in a hoarse voice.

"Neither am I," Draco said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

"YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO BRING HARRY POTTER TO MY HOUSE?" He screamed, gesturing his wand violently at Draco and I.

"This is who I am dad" Draco choked as his voice became raw. "You're just ashamed because your little golden boy, your perfect creation turned out this way!

And I'm sorry dad, I am because this must be a huge fucking shock for you considering you know nothing about me,

NOTHING!

You didn't bother once, not once to see how I was doing. You never replied to my letters, not even when mum asked you to.

Because you didn't care, did you?

As long as you looked good, it didn't matter. As long as you had your little perfect family, with your wife and your son, But that's it, isn't it.

You. Don't. Care.

At least not until someone messes up their part in your little performance you've got going on. Well, guess what I'm not going to be your little puppet anymore. I'm finished.

My boyfriend is a half-blood, and he's Harry fucking potter.

Draco was out of breath by the time he finished ranting.

Lucius cracked a smile, which turned into a cackle.

"You silly, silly little boy," he said before screaming:

"DIFFINDO"

A red light shot out of his wand, Draco tried to jump in front of me but it hit me.

He had sliced me from my left shoulder, down my chest to my stomach. I instinctively grabbed my chest and red liquid pooled around my fingers.

I heard Draco's muffled cries as I hit the floor.

I began to have heavy, harsh, ragged breathing. Draco kneeled above me, putting pressure on the cut.

The pain suddenly rushed over me.

It was agonising.

I whimpered and gasped trying to overcome it. It filled my entire body, I clenched my teeth, now completely unable to scream.

Draco was trying to talk to me, but his voice was muffled and my ears were ringing. My vision became to blur.

Before I lost consciousness completely I heard a familiar pair of voices scream,

"EXPELLIARMUS"

And then,

"STUPEFY!"