A/N: So sorry this chapter is so slow. My mum grounded me from writing
since I got back. Anyway I suck at fight scenes so this chapter's probably
crap but I have to write it otherwise the story won't make sense. And I
feel horrible about myself right now. I also have my War Poetry assignment
to hand in which I've not yet done.
THIS IS CRAP!!! Why am I even writing this?
Fairytale-ish
The truth is more painful than the lies
His sword came up just in time, blocking the forceful blow of this stranger. The sword came at him again and Draco brought his sword up against the unknown attacker, he pushed the man onto a table. His sword instinctively on the man's neck.
"Who are you? How do you know who I am?"
"Who else would bear such blond hair but a Malfoy."
Draco inched his sword forward a little so that it pressed against the man's throat.
"Who are you? How did you know my father?" Draco's stormy grey eyes were filled with anger as he stared into the empty eyes of the man who knows him.
Then they heard a loud bang from out side. As Draco became distracted, Fudge kicked Draco in the groin and spun him around, switching their positions. His sword fell to the ground with a clank.
" How can I forget that arrogant arsehole?" He continued. The disgust and anger in his voice. "That pompous bastard keeps getting in my way. "He's going to be the next king" they said, well not anymore."
"You killed him." It wasn't a question. Draco continued to stare at the man. Keeping his attention on his face as he reached for his hidden dagger.
Once he felt the cold handle of the weapon he pulled it out and slabs Fudge in the stomach. The man cried out and fell to the floor, his hands on the wound. Draco grabbed his and Fudge's sword, pointing them once again at the now helpless man's neck.
"Tell me everything" He was shouting now.
Silence.
Draco prepared to impale when he heard.
"Alright alright, I'll tell you. I'm Cornelius Fudge, I was one of the lords in Slytherin."
"Severus had always favoured Lucius, he always ignored me. It's not fair, I should be the next in line for the throne. I am his last living relative."
"So for that you killed my father?"
Fudge became silent. Draco grabbed him by the next and pushed him violently against the wall.
"ANSWER ME!"
"Yes" was the cold answer he got in response to his anger burnt question.
"So what are you doing in Griffindor? You already blamed the Grangers for your crime? Why run when you could have been next for the throne?" Draco asked suspiciously, he wanted to know everything before he kills this pathetic excuse of a human. Maybe he can find out about the killing of Harry's family.
"It's not that easy. To be king I would need to make sure Severus doesn't have an heir."
"So you blamed the Grangers. You knew King Severus was in love with their daughter." Draco said disgusted."
"Well actually, no one suspected anything. Not until that stupid girl found a piece of the letter I sent to Lucius before I killed him. That Parkinson bitch. So I killed her too and created new evidence. Killed two birds with one stone."
So Hermione Granger wasn't lying. Draco thought.
"That still doesn't explain why you're here."
"To be king I would also need support. So Ravenclaw made me an offer."
"Ravenclaw? What do they have to do with this? What offer?"
Again Fudge was silent. He stared at Draco.
"The more you talk the longer you will have to live."
"King Crouch agreed that they would support me and become an ally to Slytherin instead of Griffindor. With Ravenclaw on our side Slytherin would be great. The deal was that I would need to help eliminate the Griffindor royal family."
Again silence filled the hall because Draco remembered something.
"Princess Cho... She wasn't going to marry Harry, she was going to kill him."
"Very smart." A smirk curved on his hideous face. "Well, actually she was hoping you would do that for her. You did that did you?"
Suddenly, realisation dawned on him. Harry, he thought. I have to go find Harry. Draco let his sword slip Fudge's throat.
"Thank you for your information. You may leave," Draco said before turning away.
The moment Draco turned around Fudge grabbed his sword and gave his last attempt to destroy the Malfoys.
Then Draco turned around and plunges the knife into Fudges chest. "Leave this Earth." Draco finished as the man fell to the floor. Dead. Then Draco ran out to find his prince.
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Harry took one step to the side making Neville trip, stumbling to the other side of the dimly lit room.
"Neville, why are you doing this? Why do you attack your own brother?" Harry's expression revealed his disbelief, a hint of sadness and betrayal penetrating his startled green eyes.
"Your brother." Neville repeated coldly. "If I am indeed your brother, why do you not treat me as such. You and the rest of the family always ignored me, Well, you'll soon regret that." He circled Harry like a hawk ready to attack.
Harry was silence as he thought about what the other prince was saying. Then understanding dawn on him.
"You did it!" Emerald eyes widen. There was disbelief in his voice.
"Congratulations, you've finally figured it out. Yes, I killed mother, and father, and our dear brother Oliver." An evil smirk played upon his lips. "Actually, your dear Princess Cho helped. Poor Princess Hannah didn't even know what hit her."
His cold blue eyes were fixed on his brother as he stepped closer.
"You know, you were suppose to be dead too. I guess the Dragon wasn't as bad as they say he is. Never mind, I'll kill you myself."
Neville's sword plunges forward as Harry's sword swung hitting each other again and again as they battle each other.
Then Neville swung his sword at Harry's head. Swiping pass the other Prince as he dunk down to the floor. Neville kicked his brother, causing him to lose balance, his butt hitting the hard floor. Before Harry could react, Neville brought his sword down upon his brother.
Then the door burst open. And like an angel he flew across the room pushing Neville to the ground.
Harry got up grabbed his sword and quickly ran to Draco. The blonde got up and two swords pointed at Prince Neville.
"Thanks Drac." Harry said before giving the masked blond thief a brief kiss on the lips. Neville made a disgusted noise.
"So that's why the dragon didn't kill you, your even worst than me you little whore!"
"Don't you dare talk to my Harry like that!" Draco warned stepping even closer to the older prince.
Suddenly the guards swarm into the room. Draco grabbed Harry's hand.
"Come on, we have to get out of here. We'll comeback later with more men."
They both ran to the balcony. Draco hooked the end of his rope with an angel statue. He held on to Harry before sliding down. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sucks I know. Anyway, R&R
THIS IS CRAP!!! Why am I even writing this?
Fairytale-ish
The truth is more painful than the lies
His sword came up just in time, blocking the forceful blow of this stranger. The sword came at him again and Draco brought his sword up against the unknown attacker, he pushed the man onto a table. His sword instinctively on the man's neck.
"Who are you? How do you know who I am?"
"Who else would bear such blond hair but a Malfoy."
Draco inched his sword forward a little so that it pressed against the man's throat.
"Who are you? How did you know my father?" Draco's stormy grey eyes were filled with anger as he stared into the empty eyes of the man who knows him.
Then they heard a loud bang from out side. As Draco became distracted, Fudge kicked Draco in the groin and spun him around, switching their positions. His sword fell to the ground with a clank.
" How can I forget that arrogant arsehole?" He continued. The disgust and anger in his voice. "That pompous bastard keeps getting in my way. "He's going to be the next king" they said, well not anymore."
"You killed him." It wasn't a question. Draco continued to stare at the man. Keeping his attention on his face as he reached for his hidden dagger.
Once he felt the cold handle of the weapon he pulled it out and slabs Fudge in the stomach. The man cried out and fell to the floor, his hands on the wound. Draco grabbed his and Fudge's sword, pointing them once again at the now helpless man's neck.
"Tell me everything" He was shouting now.
Silence.
Draco prepared to impale when he heard.
"Alright alright, I'll tell you. I'm Cornelius Fudge, I was one of the lords in Slytherin."
"Severus had always favoured Lucius, he always ignored me. It's not fair, I should be the next in line for the throne. I am his last living relative."
"So for that you killed my father?"
Fudge became silent. Draco grabbed him by the next and pushed him violently against the wall.
"ANSWER ME!"
"Yes" was the cold answer he got in response to his anger burnt question.
"So what are you doing in Griffindor? You already blamed the Grangers for your crime? Why run when you could have been next for the throne?" Draco asked suspiciously, he wanted to know everything before he kills this pathetic excuse of a human. Maybe he can find out about the killing of Harry's family.
"It's not that easy. To be king I would need to make sure Severus doesn't have an heir."
"So you blamed the Grangers. You knew King Severus was in love with their daughter." Draco said disgusted."
"Well actually, no one suspected anything. Not until that stupid girl found a piece of the letter I sent to Lucius before I killed him. That Parkinson bitch. So I killed her too and created new evidence. Killed two birds with one stone."
So Hermione Granger wasn't lying. Draco thought.
"That still doesn't explain why you're here."
"To be king I would also need support. So Ravenclaw made me an offer."
"Ravenclaw? What do they have to do with this? What offer?"
Again Fudge was silent. He stared at Draco.
"The more you talk the longer you will have to live."
"King Crouch agreed that they would support me and become an ally to Slytherin instead of Griffindor. With Ravenclaw on our side Slytherin would be great. The deal was that I would need to help eliminate the Griffindor royal family."
Again silence filled the hall because Draco remembered something.
"Princess Cho... She wasn't going to marry Harry, she was going to kill him."
"Very smart." A smirk curved on his hideous face. "Well, actually she was hoping you would do that for her. You did that did you?"
Suddenly, realisation dawned on him. Harry, he thought. I have to go find Harry. Draco let his sword slip Fudge's throat.
"Thank you for your information. You may leave," Draco said before turning away.
The moment Draco turned around Fudge grabbed his sword and gave his last attempt to destroy the Malfoys.
Then Draco turned around and plunges the knife into Fudges chest. "Leave this Earth." Draco finished as the man fell to the floor. Dead. Then Draco ran out to find his prince.
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Harry took one step to the side making Neville trip, stumbling to the other side of the dimly lit room.
"Neville, why are you doing this? Why do you attack your own brother?" Harry's expression revealed his disbelief, a hint of sadness and betrayal penetrating his startled green eyes.
"Your brother." Neville repeated coldly. "If I am indeed your brother, why do you not treat me as such. You and the rest of the family always ignored me, Well, you'll soon regret that." He circled Harry like a hawk ready to attack.
Harry was silence as he thought about what the other prince was saying. Then understanding dawn on him.
"You did it!" Emerald eyes widen. There was disbelief in his voice.
"Congratulations, you've finally figured it out. Yes, I killed mother, and father, and our dear brother Oliver." An evil smirk played upon his lips. "Actually, your dear Princess Cho helped. Poor Princess Hannah didn't even know what hit her."
His cold blue eyes were fixed on his brother as he stepped closer.
"You know, you were suppose to be dead too. I guess the Dragon wasn't as bad as they say he is. Never mind, I'll kill you myself."
Neville's sword plunges forward as Harry's sword swung hitting each other again and again as they battle each other.
Then Neville swung his sword at Harry's head. Swiping pass the other Prince as he dunk down to the floor. Neville kicked his brother, causing him to lose balance, his butt hitting the hard floor. Before Harry could react, Neville brought his sword down upon his brother.
Then the door burst open. And like an angel he flew across the room pushing Neville to the ground.
Harry got up grabbed his sword and quickly ran to Draco. The blonde got up and two swords pointed at Prince Neville.
"Thanks Drac." Harry said before giving the masked blond thief a brief kiss on the lips. Neville made a disgusted noise.
"So that's why the dragon didn't kill you, your even worst than me you little whore!"
"Don't you dare talk to my Harry like that!" Draco warned stepping even closer to the older prince.
Suddenly the guards swarm into the room. Draco grabbed Harry's hand.
"Come on, we have to get out of here. We'll comeback later with more men."
They both ran to the balcony. Draco hooked the end of his rope with an angel statue. He held on to Harry before sliding down. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sucks I know. Anyway, R&R