"Part of me knew I wasn't strong enough for this but I knew I had to pretend to be."
I ran up to my room and slammed the door behind me, shaking the frame of it. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. Shatter everything I could. Rip everything out of me. But I couldn't. So I settled with sliding my back down the wall until I hit the floor and let myself silently sob into my knees.
It was awful. The look in the twin's eyes as they rushed to me. I had been partially responsible for destroying their home. Me. I did that.
I had never suffered physical pain like this but if scars were memories then my tears would be my blood. And I would've bled out. Part of me wanted Draco to walk through the door that very instant but at the same time I didn't.
Swarms of emotions hit me and I couldn't get the reflection of the burning burrow in the twin's eyes as they stared at me in horror. Why did I have to feel things this way? Why couldn't I be like Bellatrix or Lucius and be fine with stuff like this? Part of me knew I wasn't strong enough for this but I knew I had to pretend to be.
A knock tapped on my door three times. I stood up quickly wiping my tears and looking in the mirror to make sure it looked like I hadn't been crying.
"Come in," I said.
"The Lord wishes to speak with you in the garden," Lucius told me before leaving once more. At any mention of him, my heart fell. This time was no different. I made sure I put on the best 'I'm fine, totally not breaking down' face on before I left.
I made my way to the garden my nerves shot. "Ahh, the young Hartwood." I heard his voice say when I opened the back door. I saw Draco sitting down next to him which made me calm down much more.
"Hello, My Lord," I said as I walked over to them. I sat down on an empty bench in front of Voldemort and Draco.
"Let's have a chat, shall we?" He asks politely. We both nod our heads. "Wonderful!" He clasped his hands together. "First, how's the cabinet?"
"It's good, sir. We almost have it completely repaired. Just a few more test runs should do it." Draco spoke formally. I nodded in agreeance.
"Perfect, perfect. Now, how about that old Headmaster?" His head turned to me as he spoke asking me to answer this question.
"We're working on a plan right now, sir. We had one failed attempt but I assure you there will be no more. We will succeed." I told him. I looked over to Draco who looked relieved that I didn't mess it up.
"Oh, I know you will. Because of this." He walked over to me and drew up my left sleeve revealing the dark mark. "This is a promise to me. Don't break it. Or I kill you."
"I understand my Lord."
"I know you do. You both do."
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Stone Cold ~ Draco Malfoy x reader
FanfictionY/N Hartwood was an average girl in London. She lived with her Aunt in a small home since her parents died from unknown reasons. She went to an average middle school and she was about to start eighth grade until she received a letter in the mail. A...