𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

Draco Malfoy (1)

Voldemort's Daughter

" It is final, than. Draco, my dear will kill Dumbledore in order to prove that Malfoys are loyal and are worth position in my circle. " The cold voice filled the silent room.

" Yes, my Lord. My son won't fail you, " Lucius Malfoy replied, a desperation in his voice.

" Like you? " Voldemort sneered and Lucius Malfoy hung his head low of shame.

" I'm sure that won't happen. Draco, here truly has to prove me. "

Draco Malfoy, nodded. He had platinum blonde hair, ever so beautiful blue eyes and a sleek sharp jaw, with his pale skin.

Y/n Riddle had never seen such a person. Even the scared glimmer in his eyes made him look beautiful from afar. She was standing by the railing of top stairs in the manor, examining the boy.

For the amount of time The Malfoy family had been in meetings, Y/n had his features by heart, yet, she couldn't help her eyes.

" I will, my Lord. " There was a slight quiver in his voice that went unnoticed by everyone but Y/n and Draco's mother, Narcissa Malfoy.

There was a sudden urge in her to make him feel less scared, to make him feel happy. She was curious as to how a smile would look on his face.

His face had always been emotionless, but she wouldn't blame him. Her father had unnecessary fear in the air. Nobody but him would manage to give a sneering smile among the whole meeting.

" I guess this is it. " Voldemort days after a few seconds of torturing silence. The death eaters couldn't breathe more relieved. Everyone shuffled in their places, bid their goodbyes and disappeared or flee away.

This was Y/n's cue. She tucked back her wand in. She had to do something. She had to do something about Draco Malfoy. She took slow and elegant steps as she descended the stairs, and reached to her father.

" Have you been listening again, my dear? " Y/n let her head a little lower.

" I apologise, Father. My curiosity always gets the better of me. "

Voldemort let out an what seemed like a laugh, which to Y/n was nothing heartfelt.

" It's quite alright. What do you think about the plan, Y/n? Do you think Malfoys are trustworthy after Lucius failed to serve me? "

It was the common question. She had always gave her thoughts to Voldemort's plans. Always.

" Do you want an honest answer, father? " She questions, letting Voldemort think for a second before he raised his hand for her to sit and proceed.

Y/n took slow steps as if she's walking on a thread and sat down. " I think the Malfoys would prove to you whenever you want them to, but killing Dumbledore is the only chance we've got is this one. If they fail, Dumbledore will be alert, not only him but Potter will be alert too, "

She says cautiously.

Voldemort went deep in thoughts as Y/n says that. He scratches his chin for a good few seconds while Y/n waited patiently.

" Mhm... What do you suggest we do, sweetheart? " Y/n let her shoulders relax a little at the question.

" If you trust me, father. Let me kill Dumbledore. I hope you've seen how fragile Lucius Malfoy is, we can't expect anything less from his son. If Snape let's me in the school, it might be easy to kill Dumbledore. But I do have another word to say about Malfoys, " She stops herself, gulping down the lump.