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Chapter 13
The few weeks until christmas passed moderatly fast and Draco felt himself regaining his usual sarcastic being, after being away from the Drak Lord for over a week.
He started looking healthier, losing his sickly palor. Draco's eyes retained their mischevious glimmer and the blond boy enjoyed living under the care of the Durmstrang nurse for some time. Unfortunatley this state of affairs was not going to last very long. Shortly before Draco was to leave for Christmas break, Voldemort organized a meeting. This meeting consisted of "boosting" the Death Eaters morale, which basically meant torturing Muggles and Mudbloods.
"Draco, Severus. Hold her down."
The two men were holding a particularily fearsome 14-year old Mugglegirl between them while various Death Eaters were taking their turn at raping or curseing her. The girl screamed in fear and pain. Draco nearly let go of the girl's arm at her shriek of terror not wanting to cause her any pain.
Clenching his eyes shut the former Slytherin listened to his partners in crime take their time with the girl until she was just a bloody and broken specter of her former self.
Severus released the girl and her body fell to the floor. Draco was breathing heavily, eyes still shut. Severus led the youth away from the girls body.
"Draco. What is wrong with you?"
"... don't know..." The blond was practically stuttering between gasping in great lungfulls of air. The Potionsmaster saw Blaise gaze over to them and motioned the darkhaired boy to join them.
"What's wrong?" Blaise's voice was filled with concern for his best friend.
"I don't know. Perhapse it would be best if you two left now. Bring Draco back to Durmstrang. I'll tell Voldemort that he is ill." Snape saw Blaise hesitate. "Go on."
"Okay. ... come Drake."
Draco was clutching Blaise's arm in a futile attempt to hold himself in a standing position. Out of Riddle Manor Blaise apparated them to Durmstrang.
"Where's your dorm?"
"... up... that... there tower..." Blaise was starting to get really worried as he saw that Draco was now crying.
"Come."
After what seemed like ages Blaise got Draco into his dorm. Luckily Daniel was still at the meeting so they had the dorm to themselves. Usually Blaise would have loved to have the oppertunity to look around Draco's new dorm but now his mind was solely focussed on the crying boy in his arms.
"Dray, what's wrong?"
"Can't take... it... anymore... what he does is horrible..." Draco burried his head in Blaises shoulder.
"But you never had a problem with it before..."
"... i ... know..." Draco's voice was unclear due to the fact that he was speaking into the Slytherin's shirt.
Blaise hugged the smaller boy to him and let him cry himself to sleep.
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read and review. merci. Another short chapter. Sorry *dodges evil glares*
Chapter 13
The few weeks until christmas passed moderatly fast and Draco felt himself regaining his usual sarcastic being, after being away from the Drak Lord for over a week.
He started looking healthier, losing his sickly palor. Draco's eyes retained their mischevious glimmer and the blond boy enjoyed living under the care of the Durmstrang nurse for some time. Unfortunatley this state of affairs was not going to last very long. Shortly before Draco was to leave for Christmas break, Voldemort organized a meeting. This meeting consisted of "boosting" the Death Eaters morale, which basically meant torturing Muggles and Mudbloods.
"Draco, Severus. Hold her down."
The two men were holding a particularily fearsome 14-year old Mugglegirl between them while various Death Eaters were taking their turn at raping or curseing her. The girl screamed in fear and pain. Draco nearly let go of the girl's arm at her shriek of terror not wanting to cause her any pain.
Clenching his eyes shut the former Slytherin listened to his partners in crime take their time with the girl until she was just a bloody and broken specter of her former self.
Severus released the girl and her body fell to the floor. Draco was breathing heavily, eyes still shut. Severus led the youth away from the girls body.
"Draco. What is wrong with you?"
"... don't know..." The blond was practically stuttering between gasping in great lungfulls of air. The Potionsmaster saw Blaise gaze over to them and motioned the darkhaired boy to join them.
"What's wrong?" Blaise's voice was filled with concern for his best friend.
"I don't know. Perhapse it would be best if you two left now. Bring Draco back to Durmstrang. I'll tell Voldemort that he is ill." Snape saw Blaise hesitate. "Go on."
"Okay. ... come Drake."
Draco was clutching Blaise's arm in a futile attempt to hold himself in a standing position. Out of Riddle Manor Blaise apparated them to Durmstrang.
"Where's your dorm?"
"... up... that... there tower..." Blaise was starting to get really worried as he saw that Draco was now crying.
"Come."
After what seemed like ages Blaise got Draco into his dorm. Luckily Daniel was still at the meeting so they had the dorm to themselves. Usually Blaise would have loved to have the oppertunity to look around Draco's new dorm but now his mind was solely focussed on the crying boy in his arms.
"Dray, what's wrong?"
"Can't take... it... anymore... what he does is horrible..." Draco burried his head in Blaises shoulder.
"But you never had a problem with it before..."
"... i ... know..." Draco's voice was unclear due to the fact that he was speaking into the Slytherin's shirt.
Blaise hugged the smaller boy to him and let him cry himself to sleep.
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read and review. merci. Another short chapter. Sorry *dodges evil glares*