Authors Note: Oh my god I'm so terribly sorry it's taken me so long, years, to update. My life has been hell and I've been in and out of homes, even homeless for a period of time. But I'm pulling things together and healing and moving on with my life and this fic. So forgive me and enjoy I promise I will be updating on a regular basis now.
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A Slave of Time
Chapter Eight: Confession
Draco didn't know what to do. He took in the broken angel before him and a single tear rolled down his cheek. He hastily wiped it away. Taking out his wands he muttered a complicated healing spell. Ginny's body began to glow and her face slowly began to soften. He knew the spell was healing her. He then remembered Ashley and ran to the other room. The terrified girl was still chained to the ceiling tears streaming down her face and back bleeding. He pulled out his wand and made several swift motions and Ashley's back was healed and the chains vanished. He ran to her as she fell to catch her, and slowly set her on the ground. Ashley looked up at him in shocked confusion as both boys watched on silently, afraid to make a sound, not knowing how Draco would react.
Draco said nothing, he had nothing to say; he was so lost and confused. The only thing he knew was that he couldn't let this go on any longer. He walked over to Blaise and took a small vial out of his pocket and poured it down his throat. It was a simple sleeping draft, it lasted 48 hours; he only hoped that was enough time. The then levitated him and sent him to a room down the hall. His prisoners watched on in silence as he went and sat on the edge of his bed and stared blankly at the wall. He really had no idea what to do.
Finally hunter couldn't take it anymore he had to know. "Where's Ginny?" his tone wasn't angry or loud, it was monotone he had no emotion, he was trying to stay in control, he didn't know what was going on with Malfoy. There was along pause before he got his answer.
Draco's voice cracked when he spoke, it almost sounded like he was crying, but Draco Malfoy would never cry. "She's in my room, she's healing. There was a lot of damage it will be several hours before she's fully healed, I also took away the memories, she doesn't deserve to have had that happen, I didn't want that to happen!" he was suddenly angry he got up and through the nearest thing he saw, which happened to be the night stand. Ashley screamed and backed to the cage. Draco looked over at her. She was terrified, shaking and tear streaked trying to hide her body. With another flick of his wand she was dressed again.
God I'm a fucking monster, look at her she's terrified of me, well she should be. I'm just like my father.
Ashley looked up in confusion. "What?"
Draco realized he must have spoken out loud, or projected his thoughts to the entire room, when he was angry he just couldn't control himself.
"I didn't mean for you to hear that. But it's true, I know that's how you think of me, and you should. I am a monster, how could I let that happen to her? That's not what I wanted. I just wanted to have control over her; it was the only way I could be with her. It didn't start that way, it started as orders" Draco knew he shouldn't be talking about this but he didn't care anymore he had to tell someone he couldn't keep this in anymore, maybe they could help him. "Of course I didn't want to obey them, but I had no choice, I was under the imperious, Blaise still is, but I have been training my mind since I was young to not let anyone ever have control over me again, not like my father did."
Everything was coming out the damn was cracked and Draco wasn't going to even try to stop it.
"So I was able to regain my control, but he has no idea, he thinks I'm still following his orders, still under his person command. I hated being in his mind, and when he entered mine, the pain was unbearable, worse than being crucioed. It's like I was feeling all the pain of everyone he's every killed." He said this last sentence in a whisper.
Ashley, Hunter and Jackson were speechless. Was the notorious cold hearted Slytherin prince opening up to them? Confessing? Possibly even about to ask for there help, this was all so much to take in. Ashley truly looked at Draco for the first time, and she saw a child, a terrified child, who was lost and broken, she made up her mind. When Ashley began to stand hunter and Jackson both rushed over and placed there hands on her shoulders through the cage, trying to stop her, she simply shrugged off there hands. She went over and sat on the bed next to Draco, he looked over at her with eyes full of fear and tears.
"Draco what's going on? Start from the begging we need to know then we can help you."
His eyes were confused. "But why would you want to help me? I've never cause anything but misery for you, and Ginny. Especially ginny that should have never happened to her." The pain and regret in his voice brought a new set of tears to her eyes.
"Because I know you're scared. And I can see that you're sorry, and that what happened was not what you planned. If you're under orders, we need to know them, well take you to Dumbledore he can help, he can protect you, and Blaise, and he can probably even take the imperious off Blaise."
"Ok, I'll tell you, but after Ginny is awake. I want her to hear this too, I have a lot more explaining to do to her, and things to apologize for."
He raised his wand and for a split second Ashley was afraid, but he simply opened the cage so Hunter and Jackson could come out.
"If you want to hit me you can, I only deserve it. I just ask you all stay and let me explain before you leave. Ginny is in the room down the hall on the left, you can go stay with her if you want. I'll know when she's awake and come back then."
With that last statement he rose and quietly walked out of the room, shoulders hunched head down, as if eh were a man condemned to death. Ashley knew that's what he must be feeling, if her suspicions were correct, and the orders he was following were the orders of you know who.
