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Boldness
Draco Malfoy stood on Malfoy Manor's grounds. A meeting of Death Eaters was being held. It was his initiation was being held tonight, this exclusive "club" of killers. It took 7 years and he just didn't want it anymore. He just wanted to be Draco. He didn't want to please Lucius anymore, he was sick of it. Now the question was "Fight or Flight?"
Their hoods lowered slowly, revealing each pale head. The Lestrange's, McNair's, Malfoy's, Severus Snape and more he couldn't recognize in the darkness of the night. And then Voldemort spoke in an all- most hiss, his red eyes glaring violently, "Are you ready Draco?" his voice seemed to echo in the night. Sink or swim, sink or swim, sink or swim. Draco thought to himself over and over. "No." he said firmly standing tall, to his eyes, his gray ones unquivering. Lucius' silver eyes widened in shock, and Narcissa looked ready to cry, "Fine, you've decided your fate young Malfoy"
Voldemort raised his wand muttering, "Avada Kedvara" quite lazily. Draco closed his eyes waiting a death, as he saw a green light zoom across the damp lawn. He opened his eyes to see his lifeless mother laying on the ground.
His eyes widened in fear and he fleeted from the scene. His mother had died for him…another "Boy who lived"
Morale – Stand up for your rights.
Boldness
Draco Malfoy stood on Malfoy Manor's grounds. A meeting of Death Eaters was being held. It was his initiation was being held tonight, this exclusive "club" of killers. It took 7 years and he just didn't want it anymore. He just wanted to be Draco. He didn't want to please Lucius anymore, he was sick of it. Now the question was "Fight or Flight?"
Their hoods lowered slowly, revealing each pale head. The Lestrange's, McNair's, Malfoy's, Severus Snape and more he couldn't recognize in the darkness of the night. And then Voldemort spoke in an all- most hiss, his red eyes glaring violently, "Are you ready Draco?" his voice seemed to echo in the night. Sink or swim, sink or swim, sink or swim. Draco thought to himself over and over. "No." he said firmly standing tall, to his eyes, his gray ones unquivering. Lucius' silver eyes widened in shock, and Narcissa looked ready to cry, "Fine, you've decided your fate young Malfoy"
Voldemort raised his wand muttering, "Avada Kedvara" quite lazily. Draco closed his eyes waiting a death, as he saw a green light zoom across the damp lawn. He opened his eyes to see his lifeless mother laying on the ground.
His eyes widened in fear and he fleeted from the scene. His mother had died for him…another "Boy who lived"
Morale – Stand up for your rights.