Bāningudoragon, or Burning Doragon (Dragon), is my story from 2nd year and on, with my twin Draco and my little sister Arlune. This is my story, I am Doragon.
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I jerk awake, crying. I look around me, no one else is awake. I get up and slowly walk downstairs and out the common room entrance. I make my way through the twists and turns of the hallways until I make it to the Slytherin entrance. I stare at the wall, forgetting the password Uncle Severus gave me. I slowly slide down the wall and cry, no one is going to be awake at this hour to let me in. I need Dray, I have to tell him the truth. I look up hearing footsteps coming towards me.
“Ms. Malfoy? What are you doing out of bed?” Thank, merlin! It’s Uncle Severus.
“I-I need to talk to Draco, i-it’s important.” I tell him.
“Why did you not say the password?”
“I-I forgot, could you p-please let me in?” I ask him sniffling. He sighs and let me in. I hug him tightly then walk in. “Crabbe?” I ask seeing the beefy boy sitting on the couch.
“What are you doing here?” He spats.
“Could you please get Draco for me?” I say in the strongest voice I’m bothered to muster.
“Why would I something for a treacherous bitch like you?”
“Do you even know what treacherous means?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Yes.” He says dumbly.
“Uh huh.”
He glares at me and stands up to smack me. “Crabbe! What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” An angry voice snaps from behind him, causing him to freeze. Draco. I look at my brother, tears forming in my eyes again. “Go to bed.” Draco snaps at Crabbe, who in turn, scurries up the stairs to the boys dorm.
As soon as Crabbe is gone Draco looks at me and I break down. I fall to my knees and sob as he kneels next to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.
“What happened?” He asked me softly. I look up at him, and show him the bruises on my arms and pull up the back of my shirt, showing cuts.
“I-I needed to tell you, I-I couldn’t keep it back anymore.” I sniffle. Draco stares at me, pulling me tighter to him.
“Who did this?”
“Dr-”
“No, tell me.”
“F-father…”
Draco picks me up and sits me on the couch. “I’m going to get you a blanket, okay?”
“O-okay.” I draw my legs to my chest as he walks towards the stairs. I jump as Arlune sits next to me. "Arlune? Why are you up so late?" I ask.
"Couldn't sleep,” She replies.
"H-how much did you hear?"
"Enough, show me what you showed Dray, his big head was in the way."
