Too Weak to be Worthy
Running. Running. Running. With a man he hated. A man who had ties to his family, the very family he was trying to get away from.
HE DIDN'T NEED THEM.
But he had no other choice. They'd find him if he disappeared by himself. His only means of survival and safety were gone now.
Gone forever.
"It should have been me!" Draco yelled, biting down as Severus immediately tried to silence him. Wand magic could be traced.
"Well you should have done it." Severus snarled in reply, pressing his hand between the folds.
"But you would have never done it. You're weak."
This is Part Three for a gift I made for D'quer Jyi-Weil in the February to April Gift Exchange on FictionNET (http/ sycotic .org /fnet)
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