Hogwarts Pretty Boy- Sequel to Durmstrung Pretty Boy (2 of 3)

Chapter 24

As Pansy holds her wand to my neck and whispers in my ear "Your bird was stopped at the ministry, Draco. A few people, very special people, don't want you to have that information, just yet."

I take in a deep breath, before Snape steps into the office "Do you have the Veritaserum, Severus?"

Severus looks us over, before telling her "I'm afraid you've used the last of it on Mister Diggory."

As he starts to turn away, Harry blurts out "He's got Padfoot!" Severus looks over his shoulder at Harry "He's got Padfoot, in the place where it's hidden!"

Umbridge furrows her brow "What does that mean?"

Severus gives an unphased look to her "I've no idea." As he turns to walk away, he glances to me, and I know.

Harry looks to me and I give a short nod, before Umbridge looks to him "Well, if we don't have any more Veritaserum, I suppose the Cruciartus Curse will get you talking!"

As she lays down a photo of the minister, anxiety fills me and I bow my head as she raises her wand.

The only reason I look up, is because Hermione screeches "Tell her, Harry! Tell her!"

Umbridge looks to her and asks "Tell me what?"

Hermione takes a moment, before declaring "The location of Dumbledore's secret weapon."

When they walk off at wand point, we stand there for a long moment, before I look to Ron and Ginny. They give a confused look and I rest my head back on the wall.

They don't seem to get it, so I look down at Pansy "Why are you so obsessed with me, anyway? "

She looks me over, before declaring "The bad boy act, the fake hatred towards me, the pretending to be gay."

I chuckle in her stupidity and declare "You're wrong about two of those." I lean forward and collect as much saliva as possible "I not only hate you." I growl at her "I promise, one day, I'll kill you." She scoffs and I move my head to stare her straight in the eyes "If it is the last thing I ever do, I will kill you."

She sighs and insists "You won't be saying that when the time comes t-" I spit a hot mouthful of spit at her and she pulls away to wipe it off.

I give a smug chuckle, before looking towards Neville, Luna, Ginny, and Ron. Suddenly, Ron looks to Crabbe and Goyle "I'm a bit peckish. Can I have some of those sweets?"

They furrows their brows "Bugger off!" Crabbe insists and they dive for the 'sweets'.

As they start vomiting, Pansy manages to get all the spit off of her. As soon as she straightens up, I slam her head back into the fireplace.

~

As we run through the hall of prophecies, Harry stops, abruptly "He should be here!"

As I help Harry look, Neville calls out "This one's got your name on it, Harry!" In confusion, Harry steps forward and takes it.

After he listens to it, a wicked cackle sounds through the hall. From the dark, my aunt Bellatrix, and Fenrir Greyback, step out into the light casted from our wands.

~

The last thing I remember from the battle, was Sirius slipping into the veil. And then my head hit the ground.

When I awaken, I find I'm back in the manor. I'm in the sun room. My mother's favorite room in the whole house.

A blaring alarm goes off over head and my head pounds as I hear Lucius through a fog "Please, don't do this! You don't need to do this! I'll come back! Work for you! Just don't do this! I'm begging you!"

Bellatrix gives a maddened cackle, before declaring "You are a traitor, Lucius! Betrayed the dark lord, you did!"

In the corner of the room, I can see my bird in a cage. It's got a letter on it's foot, and I can see the cage is from the ministry.

As I hold onto a table to try to get up, I feel almost lobotomized. The only senses I can use, are my sight and my hearing, and even those are foggy.

And as I sway from my concussion, I turn around to find the room is dark, and lite purely from the moonlight.

Viktor stand next to me, and although he's screaming, all I hear is below a whisper "Draco, you need to run, as far as you can, as fast as you can! Get away from here!"

As I try to take a step forward, I fall straight down and I notice blood dripping on the ground in front of me.

When I touch my head, my hand pulls back red and I fumble in my pockets to pull out a couple of vials.

I have to squint to see them, and when I see one shimmer in the light, I know to use the other.

As I drop dittany oil on my scalp, my awareness improves just a bit and I can hear a little bit better.

The alarm hurts my head, like Christmas, and I can't seem to hear anything other than that.

The room spins around me and I just wish it would stop so I can catch my bearings.

When I force myself to stand, I stand there for a moment, trying to catch my footing.

I have to rest my head on the cold metal table for a moment, before the spinning stops and the buzzing in my head dies down.

And now I know that the alarm wasn't as loud as I previously thought, but a background noise, which feels me with dread.

The moonlight hits my mum's red roses, and casts an eerie tone upon the sun room. Almost as if all the joy has been sucked out of my life, which, let's face it, wouldn't be hard.

The room is deafingly quiet at the moment. So deafing, in fact, that I can hear my blood pumping through my body.

Then, I hear Lucius scream "Draco, run!"

"SHUT IT!" Bellatrix insists, and he does, indicating that he's not under his own control.

And when I look behind myself, I find one person I wished I would never see.

His piercing blue eyes stare down at me. He wears a black robe. He's bald, and he has a snake like nose.

Voldemort.