AN- hi I'm writing something a little different than I normally do, let's just say it's if you would have told me a two months ago that I was writing this I'd call you cray!
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter J.K Rowling does.
I walked into the room of requirement for the same thing as every other day. To fix the vanishing cabinet. It was to be fixed so the DeathEaters could come to spectate Dumbledores death. I almost had it mended this was going to work.
It felt uneasy talking with people, because I was doing a job for the person they feared or worshiped most. Snape was the only one who knew of the fixing of the cabinet. I was just thankful Potter hadn't figured me out.
I splashed handfuls of water on my face. I didn't like all of this plotting. I never wanted to be a bad guy. I had to or I would have been killed and never be able to return home. Suddenly I heard the door open from behind I saw Potter there wand raised. I drew my own. We shot basic harmless spells at first but then he shot a strange purple light at me. I had never heard of it before but it had knocked me down. I felt my chest rise and fall as blood spilled. Then it all went black."
I stood atop of the astronomy tower wand drawn and pointed towards Dumbledore. "Do it Draco." Bellatrix whispered to me. I took a deep breath and stared at the old mans tired worn face. "I-I can't." And I didn't.