Draco sat in his room, his eyes closed. He was willing himself not to cry, not to scream out and curse the world.
His father had just been taken to Azkaban again, and now it was just him and his mom in the house. Again.
And Draco had a job. Again.
Before Lucius had been shipped off to prison, he had given Draco a job from the Dark Lord, who everyone believed dead.
"Draco," his father had said. "Draco, listen. The aurors will be here soon to take me away. But you will stay here, with your mother." Draco had nodded, and was keeping back his tears. He was a grown man at this point. He shouldn't cry. "And Draco," Lucius continued. "The Dark Lord wanted me to give you one last job, should he die."
That was when he got nervous.
"What is it, father? I would do anything for our master," Draco whispered.
"He has given you the job of finishing off Harry Potter."
There was a silence.
"What?" Draco scoffed. "Something that the Dark Lord himself couldn't do?"
"Right now he has his guard down," Lucius replied. "Now is the time to strike back.
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The Death Eater's Son (on hold)
FanfictionDraco was always pressured by his father. And now he is being pressured by the Dark Lord, while everyone thought he was dead. The war of Hogwarts ended a little under a year ago, and former Death eaters are being captured left and right. But Draco w...
