The meeting was terrifying, he wished he didn't have to go but apparently having the dark mark means you have to go. He was more likely forced by Lucius.
Wishing that fate worked differently.
Sat in his bedroom at his desk, he pulled out the photo of him and Ellie, placing it on the draw facing him. He wondered what she was doing or if she was safe. He hated if harm came to her but least her name was kept out of the meeting.
His bedroom sported the Slytherin colours; mostly greens, slivers and whites. But with the age of the Manor everything was wooden like the floors, his bed and even the window panes still had ancient patterns on.
From the outside the Manor looks scary but it used to be brighter before he even started Hogwarts.
He spoke to Ellie alot through the photo, hoping that some how or some way she was looking at the same thing and doing the same as him.
"I don't know what to Ellie.. I'm scared and alone, nothing ever beats your touch and that's what I wish for right now..", He signed at the photo. Little tears reaching his eyes.
Just as his mother walked into his room, he placed the photo down and turned around to speak to her.
"Who were you talking to?", she spoke looking around the room.
"No one", he got up off his seat and sat on the window side looking out at the grounds.
Narcissa walked over and sat on the seat that he got off from. She wondered why he had been down for days but she put it down to the fact he had to complete the task.
This year has been very harsh on him for a 16 year old boy, he should of been studying hard for his O.W.L.S and getting into what he wanted.
"I know your struggling Draco", she looked at him. "Call it a mothers radar, but I can tell your down son".
He carried on looking out of the window, I suppose his body language has been telling her alot lately that she can't ignore it.
Just then she perked up.
"Who's this?", she said holding the photo in her hands to get a good look. He might as well tell her the truth but not the full truth.
"Her name is Ellie.."
"She your girlfriend?", his mother said curiously.
He looked down at his hands.
"Was", he said sharply.
She looked at the photo and then placed it down.
"She looks like a pretty girl, how come you aren't together anymore?", she asked.
"Because what I did the other night.. she would never forgive me mother, ever", tears reached his eyes.
She got off her seat and went to hug him close to her, her baby boy all depressed over a girl. He must of loved her alot for him to act like this. She has never saw him like this before.