Hi everyone. This idea has been floating in my head for a while, I have a few paragraphs for different chapters panned out so I though I might as well post this.
Anyway reviews and helpful tips are welcome. So if you like the chapters please review and tell me what you think
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I've just borrowed the characters for my own joy…and hopefully yours too?
Breathe.
My clammy hands grip the white polished sink as I close my eyes in despair.
You can do this…you can do this…
The chant goes on over and over in my head as I let go of the now slippery surface of the sink and run my hands through my hair. A nasty habit. I muse as I look myself over once more.
I'm sweating; the perspiration dripping down my head to my skin in a sulkily manor. I sigh. My platinum hair is sticking up in all directions and my face is paler than usual, I also notice bags under my eyes.
"Draco baby we need to go. The dark lord is waiting" The voice of my mother announces from the door. Sighing once more I quickly cast a glamour over my face to hide my appearance and walk out of the bathroom.
Today is a big day for me, today is the day I make my parents…my father proud. Today is the day I get my dark mark. Of course instead of being happy about it, I'm a bloody wreck. I haven't slept in days or eaten. Whenever I do fall asleep I wake from horrible nightmares.
The nightmare is always the same one; I'm always in a lit up room when I see a black door. I walk over to it cautiously before I open it. As soon as it's open a black mist spreads and consumes the light around me, after a moment the mist goes into my arm. A blinding pain makes me fall to my knees and I faintly hear the words "Time to die" before I wake up on my bed drenched in sweat with the covers tangled around me.
"You ready dear?" my mother asks as she squeezes my hand.
I nod unable to form words at this point. She walks away to stand by my father leaving me to open the door myself into the parlor.
I gulp.
You can do this.
I helplessly wipe my clammy hands on my dress pants in an attempt to hid my fear from the dark lord.
As I push the door open I'm greeted with the sight of about 10 or 15 death eaters all dressed in dark robes with silver masks. I shudder. As I look around I realize my godfather Severus has his mask off and is watching me closely. As I walk into the room further I see the dark lord over by the fireplace. A glass of fire whisky in hand while he watches the flames.
As if sensing my arrival he turns around. " Ahh young Mr. Malfoy, welcome"
I try to smile.
"Now we shall begin" he announces to the room of death eaters. I hear a slight cheer from the death eaters behind me.
The dark lord holds his glass out as aunt Bella runs to retrieve it.
I gulp again and take a step back.
The dark lord eyes me suspiciously for a moment "No need to be afraid Draco, it won't hurt" He grabs my left arm and pulls up my sleeve "Much" he adds with a chuckle as the tip of his wand touches my arm.
I scream as the blinding pain takes over my senses, it feels as if my arm is on fire and the more I try and move my arm the more it hurts. I'm faintly aware that I'm on the floor the dark lord seemingly gone. I see my mothers hand against my forehead but all I feel is the searing pain in my arm. I can't stop whimpering and crying from the pain.
" Shh…Honey…Draco it's going to be okay, It will stop after a moment. Stop fighting" she adds in a whisper.
I nod and close my eyes, letting the darkness take me.
Well that's all for now. If I get at least 5 reviews I'll update sooner