camellia withlock│draco malfoy ✓

17│dark magic

CHAPTER 17: dark magic

Warning! There's going to be torturing in this chapter.

I never thought I would ever have to go through the pain I'm feeling now. The pain of knives cutting your skin and the feeling of your intestines twirling inside of you. My screaming stopped a few days ago. It's not that I don't feel it anymore, because I do, and it gets worse every time. It's more that my voice has just broken down. No word or scream will come out of my mouth, but they don't stop because of that. They try to find other more effective ways of torturing me. Now they have understood that nothing works, because my voice is lost.

But how did I end up in this position? Let's recap.

Narcissa is walking up to Melia's room. Her face had a terrified look. Not because she is afraid for herself, but for her. She knocks on the door, but no one answers or opens it. She walks in and finds the bed empty and unmade. She hurries over to Draco's room where she finds them both lying in his bed. She smiles at the picture in front of her before she remembers why she came there in the first place. Narcissa walks over to them and wakes them up.

"Mom, what's going on?" he sees the look on her face and knows right away that something has happened.

"Camellia," she flinches at the use of her name, "You need to put this dress on and come with me, now!" Narcissa hands her the dress. After Melia is done, she's taken downstairs to the living room. She can't believe her eyes. There, right in front of her stands Bellatrix Lestrange. Narcissa pushes her forward.

"Hello dearie," Melia swallows hard, not understanding the situation she's in. "Now, I have an offer for you," Bellatrix takes her hand and places her on the sofa while ushering Narcissa out.

"You see, when your mother was pregnant with you, they made you his. They made you a weapon for him to use in this war and now that you're back you have to fulfil that promise your parents made," Melia gets up from the sofa with a terrified expression.

"What?! I'll never work for him."

"No?"

"No, you'll have to make me!"

"With pleasure," she says with a large grin on her face. "Crucio."

Melia falls on the floor screaming. She won't give in. She can't give in. Not after everything her parents did to keep her safe. I can't give in! Another scream is heard through the whole house. Narcissa, Lucius and Draco are sitting up in the library trying to block out the sounds from downstairs.

"Is this why you have been acting so nice this past few days?! For this?!" Draco shouts at his parents. "She's getting tortured and you're just sitting here doing nothing?" his voice breaks. Narcissa walks over to him and embraces him in a hug. She comforts him while his tears run down. He tried to act tough in front of them, but he couldn't with her screams filling his ears.

This kept going for weeks and weeks until one day it stopped. After almost a month of constant torture, she gave in. She couldn't handle it anymore. The pain was unbearable. She made her stop, saying that she would do it. Get the dark mark and do what the Dark Lord asks of her. Melia passed out right after she agreed on helping the Dark Lord. Draco brought her up to his room, tending to her wounds and making sure she's alright. He's now pacing the room worried that she won't wake up. Narcissa brought in one of the best healers there is to make sure that she will make it.

A week after her agreement, she woke up. Feeling numb all over, she tries to lift herself up from where she's lying. She looks around the room and notices that she's in Draco's room. Then she feels this weird tingling on her left arm. She moves up the sleeve of her sweater to see a Dark Mark. It's hideous. Draco wakes up from beside her and hugs her right away, mumbling all sorts of stuff. Saying he's so happy that she's finally awake and about how worried he was and that he's sorry that he didn't know. If he knew, he would never have let her come to the manor. He would have taken her far away.

Melia gets up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom leaving the door open. Draco follows her. She looks at herself in the mirror. I look so skinny. She has dark marks under her eyes and has lost an unhealthy amount of weight. Melia grabs one of the towels on the sink and tries to wipe off the dark mark in vain. Tears are streaming down her face and she almost falls to the floor, but he catches her right before she hits the ground. There they sit, Melia crying her eyes out while Draco comforts her.

"Shh, it'll be alright. I'm here for you," his voice breaks at the end. It's hard for him to see his best friend lying on the floor crying. She has been through hell. And Draco swore that day that he would keep her safe no matter what.

Because Draco loved Melia. More than he loved himself and would do anything for her.