Reckless
Chapter 1
Draco was weighing his options even though he knew he did not have the luxury of time. Be smart or be reckless?
Now Draco was never reckless; brave yes but never reckless. He was always calculating and scheming, he always had a ready set plan for things, never one to jump in without thinking things through.
Right now the smart option is to stand where he is like the good old puppet he was well bred to be and watch his classmate, former classmate get tortured by his psychotic aunt with the Cruciatus Curse until she loses her sanity like the Longbottoms did. The reckless option was to attempt to rescue her from the wrath of Bellatrix in front of his mother and father, going against everything he was raised to option was not born out of the blue for Draco started having seconds thoughts right about the time he was forced to take the Death Mark during his sixth year at Hogwarts.
Maybe it was watching Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of their age screaming bloody murder and convulsing on the floor of the house he grew up in helpless with no way out, maybe it was the sudden flashbacks of him using that same curse on others and all the heinous acts he has done in the name of the Dark Lord or maybe it was the joy in his father's eyes watching the scene before him; in the span of these moments something deep within Draco Malfoy broke and his final decision was made.
His last coherent thought before he attacked was:Fuck it. Reckless it is. Where the fuck were Potter and Weasley when you need them? Or right, they escaped with the elf and left her to die. That is what you call Gryffindor courage ladies and gentlemen.
A/N : Hey guys! Thank you for taking the time to read the first chapter of my story. This is my first ever attempt at writing so please feel free to give me feedback, constructive criticism is appreciated.