sekkoon

CHAPTER 21

More aurors pooled in and there was a battle of spells flying everywhere. Draco ducked narrowly avoiding the cruciatus curse. He rolled under his bed not really able to see, but safe from the random firing spells. His heart was beating fast, his breathing loud and quick. He felt the cold chill that meant the dementors were back. Draco shut his eyes tightly. He didn’t know how long he had been under there but silence had fallen and debris was everywhere. Hesitantly he crawled out from his hiding spot. There was a giant hole in the bars. Draco slowly climbed out looking down the hall.

“Come on Mr.Spuddy,”a tall blonde woman said to a bundle in her arms in head of Draco following a line of prisoners on the way out. She stopped and turned towards Draco. She appeared to be blind, both eyes having a white film over them, but she apparently could see. She was holding what looked like a sewn doll with X’s as eyes, it looked rather like a potato.It was dark brown and had a small smile made of dark yarn. “You have a destiny about you boy,”she said grabbing Draco’s shoulder.

“Let go of me!”Draco yelled pushing her hand away. She gave him a toothless grin.

“In a moment of great despair Draco Malfoy you will attain true happiness.You are a shadow in a place of light and you darken everything good and pure around you. You are a plague to the ones that know you, and yet, that will change, and you will shine brighter than them all, a star, and a star glows brighter before it fades out of existence forever,”she whispered in a voice not quite her own. Draco shoved her.

“Get away from me!”Draco yelled. The woman looked confused and looked at the doll.

“Come on Mr.Spuddy, mummy has work for you,”she said and walked off. Draco shuddered. He needed a shower and maybe a therapist. He was surrounded by nut jobs. Patronus’s wandered the halls of Azkaban and distant blasts from spells could be heard, probably deatheaters freeing prisoners. Draco leaned against a cold stone wall. This hall was mostly empty, and plagued with bodies. All of them auror. Draco felt sick. He wanted his wand.The line of prisoners on their way out was gone. A lone figure was walking towards him. Draco stiffened, his only defense. As the figure got closer Draco relaxed. It was his father.

“Dad,”Draco breathed looking at his father. Lucius hugged Draco. Draco closed his eyes. A loud bang broke them apart.

“Come on,”Lucius said pulling a wand out.

“How did you get that?”asked Draco.

“Stole it back, here’s yours,”Lucius said handing his son his wand. Draco studied the wand, it was indeed his. He held it closely. “Come on, the deatheaters are waiting outside, they will take us to the dark lord,”Lucius said and didn’t look particularly happy about it. Draco felt sick.

“I can’t,”Draco said. Lucius looked at his son confused.

“I’ve betrayed him. The order captured me, gave me an offer. If I helped them, they’d keep me safe, find mum and keep her safe. I’m only supposed to be in here for a week, all charges will have dropped and my record will be wiped clean. I have to stay here,”Draco said slowly and hesitantly. He looked down afraid to meet his father’s gaze. If he looked up what would he see? Anger? Disappointment? Draco slowly looked up at his father. Lucius held a look full of fear. Draco lowered his head again. If his father was afraid, than maybe Draco hadn’t made the right choice. Maybe he shouldn’t have joined the order. Lucius grabbed Draco’s chin and forced him to look at him. The fear was gone. Lucius now held a look of determination.

“You do whatever you have to do to survive and to keep yourself safe, even if it means supporting the order,”he said and let go. Draco nodded slowly. “I’ll be see seeing you sooner or later,”Lucius said looking at Draco and he turned, and ran off. Draco sighed and retreated to his cell. Eventually silence came, everyone was gone. He was alone, with the dementors. He didn’t sleep all night and when the dementors got to close he cast his patronus, a silver dragon.

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