An Unhealthy Addiction (Draco X Reader)

Chapter 27

Y/N POV

I surveyed my location. Thousands of former classmates stared at me, loathing practically seeping out of their eyes. Deatheaters smiled at me. Then I saw him. My breathing stopped and goosebumps jumped to my arms.  A blonde daddy's boy stared at me, we made eye contact but he didn't avert his gaze as I had imagined he would, this time I did. The pain and fear in his face felt like a bullet through my gut. My head was spinning with my sourroundings, the silence made a buzz in my ears. 

"What do you want from me," I nearly whispered as I stared at the ground. From besides me the Dark Lord chuckled and pointed to a collapsed figure next to him. 

"Her," Everyone looked at each other, visibly confused. But I knew exactly what he meant. 

"She's your dau-" My mark began to slither around my arm, and as it connected once again, it began to squeeze. It was the sign that it was about to bite. 

 "She took him from you. They are even sharing rooms now," He flicked his gaze up to Draco and everyone turned to look at him. 

"He's not mine anymore," I moved my head back up to look at him, tears were rolling down his pale face, surging around his jawline, and he didn't even try to stop them.  

"He could be yo-" I shot my eyes to the monster standing next to me. 

"Malfoy is not a prize father. He's a human being and he. chose. her," Venom shot through my voice as I blinked and bit my lip to stop it from shaking. Almost as if to make myself believe, "he chose her," The silence was almost deafening in my ears.  

"We can talk about this after. Please just cooperate," He hissed down at me and everything clicked. Everything that had happened, the Burrow, Fred and George, Ron, saving Harry. I stepped back and turned, looking at Molly Weasley, the women who was so kind to me, looking at George, though Fred was no where to be found. I turned back to Voldemort. 

"I'm on the wrong side of the war. I remember," I turned and walked towards the Weasleys, towards Ron and Hermione. Everyone stepped back, but they stayed where they were. When I had reached them I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face. "These are the people who raised me. These are the people who loved me," I advanced back to Voldemort, his confusion fueling my anger as I raised my wand to his neck. "You can have Julie. According to you she was perfect. I believe it was you that had told me that just before you tortured me till I forgot my memory. I'm not going back unless I'm dead or unconscious," I snarled. 

"Are you proposing a duel with the dark lord," He scoffed and I nodded. 

"I suppose I am," 

Everything happened quickly as people took sides, until it was just father and I in the center of a circle of deatheaters and students alike. A countdown had begun when I started to rethink things. 

"3" 

What if I died, father is undoubtedly stronger than I am. 

"2"  

No. He is a monster, and he will die for it. 

"3"

"Sectumsepra" I shot my wand at him and spoke trying to keep my cool. Losing my breath over a spell would get me nowhere. He waved the deadly spell off and advanced towards me. I breathed and stood still as he came closer. He began to wave spells at me and I in turn backed up and tried to focus on deflecting them. Soon I had no where to go but hold steady and deflect. 

"Crucio," I didn't get there fast enough and a scream escaped my lips. I was weighted down to the ground as the pain shot up and down my body light electricity. He stopped fast enough for me to shoot a pile of boulders that were above him so they would tumble on him. He saw it and allowed them to get astonishingly close before holding them in the air and shooting them at me one at a time. 

I uttered a spell to cover me in a shield and held fast as the boulders scattered across the thin covering. My energy was wearing out, and soon the shield dropped. Before I could say anything a spell was shot at me and I was in pain once again, but this time it felt like everything was on fire, it felt like if I moved my whole body would disintegrate because of the energy being built up. 

"Levicorpus"  My body, still shaking, was being risen into the air. And when I was 40 feet up, I was dropped. As I could the ground getting ever closer I used the energy I had left to cushion my fall so I did not die on impact, but I also did not have any energy left. 

"That was pathetic. I thought my daughter would have put up more of a fight. That was like fighting a lemur," Voldemorts voice was loud but I closed my eyes to block it out. "You have lost everything Fireblood. You have lost absolutely everything," 

The world was closing around me fast. I cursed under my breath and tried to regain my consciousness. My breathing was increasing every time I tried to harness it. I heard footsteps nearing me, the slow vibrations of the ground. The steps stopped, and slow even breaths were felt on my neck. 

"Everyone who's ever loved you has used you for one thing or another. A resource to get to me, your powers, your wealth. You've lost everything, those who loved you, your fame, everything. But how can you lose something you've never had," My nose ached on impact as a foot crushed my head farther into the ground. "You're weak," A flare of fire pulsed through my body in a wave and I felt flames begin to surround my body.   

"Weak. My. Ass." I hissed out as my body began to rise from the ground. Not stopping at the ground, but going higher, till I was above him, the flames licking my aura. The Dark Lord stumbled back, looking up at me. I raised my head towards the sun. It'd been too long since I used my powers, and now they were stronger than ever. Not moving my head I moved my eyes to look down at his pathetically small figure. Taking a breathe I raised my arms above my head. Two dragons, made of flame and hatred, emerged from the flames energizing my body. The soared above the Dark Lord before soaring down and shooting flames at him. I looked at Harry's frail body, he just came back from the dead so it was understandable. Behind father, standing by the sidelines was Nagini, dear Nagini. 

"I'm sorry girl," I muttered as I dropped to the ground and advanced towards the snake. Voldemort was too distracted on trying to kill something that didn't exist to notice me. A sword was thrown at me, and without even looking I caught it, not stopping my advancement towards my dear house pet. The Last Horcrux. I twirled the sword around before stabbing it into the great snakes neck. Screaming began to echo from behind me. I spun around and advanced towards father, his figure shrinking with every second. I reached out my hand, the flames surging towards my finger tips. I lifted my frail father from the ground and curled my lip in disgust. 

"No father, I believe you are the one thats lost everything," And with that I allowed my flames to surge around him. And as a man who's escaped death for too long, the afterworld took him all too willingly from this world. 

My last kill. 

Exhaustion gave out and I collapsed to the ground.