Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Remember me.

(A/N: Oct. 18, 2020 Happy 100th chapter! This chapter is extra long to celebrate! 💕 but, uhm... don't hate me, ok?)

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There I was.
On the ground of my bedroom floor. Trails of my tears burned on my face. My eyes swollen and red from sobbing so profusely.
I pulled my knees to my chest and sobbed into my thighs. Hoping that the lack of oxygen from stuffing my face into something would just be enough for me to die.

I want to die.
I can't take this anymore.

I've never felt this kind of pain before. This excruciating, horrible pain that my heart can't take. I can feel my body giving up on me, and my mind was about to do the same.

I feel like I'm going absolutely fucking mental.

I don't even have the energy to get up in my bed. I lay down on the cold floor underneath me. The sound of rain hitting in the window as the tears fall.

Yup, I'm alone.

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I'm woken up by the beating pain pulsating on my arm. I look down at me forearm and the the Dark Mark ink slither on my skin. The Dark Lord is summoning me.

More fucking shit I have to deal with.

I quickly get up and run to the bathroom. I try to cover my any evidence of me crying with makeup since Binky still has my wand. I quickly change into plain, black modest clothing and tie my hair into a neat bun.

I may be having a mental breakdown, but you still can't ignore the Dark Lord. I summoned for Binky and quickly asked for my wand back. He was hesitant to do so, which I completely understood, but obliged anyway. I instinctively grab my ring and head to the fireplace.

Malfoy Manor is quieter than normal. I step out of the fireplace and look around.
I realize I'm the in same spot of the moment when I found out about Mother's murder. I felt my heart break again but remember that I'm here for a reason: the Dark Lord summoned me.

I make my way to the same dark, mahogany door and take a breather before going in.
Everyone has already arrived, I'm the last to do so. No one is sitting down at the table,  they are all standing... waiting for me.

Voldemort begins to speak, "Joy, thank you for getting here so quickly." I nod and walk forward to join the other Death Eaters.

I see Father at Voldemort's side. His face almost fully healed, now standing tall with confidence. What a fucking joke.
Snape is also here. I look at him and he returns my glare. We acknowledge each other with a simple glimpse.
I feel Narcissa's and Draco's eyes on me. I dart my eyes in Draco's direction. He no longer looks angry... now, worried? Scared?

Voldemort speaks again, "Now, that we are all here. I would like an update." My body was suddenly gravitated to the center of the room, Draco being under the same effect. We stand side by side, facing Voldemort. He asks, "How is your... task coming along?"
I reply, "Ahead of schedule, my Lord. Cabinet repaired. We will begin transport attempts when school resumes." He nods and looks to Draco, "...and the second task?" I could hear Draco gulp, "Devising a plan, my Lord." Voldemort smiles, "Very good."

He walks away from us before bellowing, "I have an announcement to make." All eyes turn to him as he announces, "I have selected an heir to follow me in pursuing my goal of eliminating Harry Potter once and for all."