Ah! Ah! The font is not Verdana! I am going to die! You know what the odd thing is? The Spell Check picks up on the word "Verdana" when it is right here on my computer screen. Do you not think that is odd? Do you not think I am insane? Are you a starfish? Gilderoy Lockhart is. Here's a nice story by me. I did not know that. Just read it. It's really short. But read it anyways. It's not even insane! Ok bye, I'll see you at the end of the fic
Dark Promises
I'm not going to flinch.
The pain pierced his arm menacingly. And it was only the beginning.
I won't wince. Not one wince.
An obvious look of agony flashed across his face, the others stared on, teasingno, daring him to do it again.
Oh, God, help me. Please help me. Why am I doing this?
His father, from the opposite end of the circle, shot him a sneer, a look of pure venom. This was a warning.
I must be stone. I will not move.
Now the pain moved down, a dangerous snake grazing his skin with its fangs, threatening to sink them in too deep.
A snake. I am a snake.
He couldn't bear. The snake had sunk its teeth inside his flesh, biting into him, boring into his soul. Malice filled his heart and his entire body felt like ice. He had heard it was like this. But not this deep.
It's almost over. It HAS to be almost over.
And then it was over. The entire room was silent except for one speaker, a speaker who wore a hood that hid his face, though everyone was perfectly aware and perfectly fearful of him.
"Do you swear upon your very soul to pledge your life to the Dark Lord?"
No. No, of course I don't.
"
I do."No other words were spoken. The father gathered his son, they put on their cloaks, and they strode out the door.
"
You made me proud today, Draco," Lucious Malfoy said under his hood, and Draco could here the grin in his voice. "You will where that mark for your entire life, like I have. You, however, will remain faithful, my son. That was one mistake I made. I was not faithful."Draco rubbed his arm where the Dark Mark still stung.
No. I won't and no one can make me.
"
Yes Father."See, I'm back! Please review that! I like being serious every once and a while. But not very often. Ok, then. Bye bye! Review it or die! Hey that rhymes!