My Last Breath
Part Five
**FLASHBACK** I walked slowly to my father's study. It was 3 in the morning and I knew he was already in bed. I cautiously opened the big oak door. I walked in closing the door behind me. I walked straight toward his desk. Looking through the drawers. I wasn't sure what I was looking for but I knew there was something there I needed. I set my eyes on a stack of papers; I walked over to them and picked them up. Skimming through each paper, trying to take in each part of it. It was all about he-who-must-not-be-named. I decided to take the papers hoping maybe my father wouldn't miss them. I was about to leave when I heard noises. They were footsteps heading toward the study. I quickly dived under the desk. Just as the door opened, Lucius strolled over to the bookcase dressed in his robe. He took down a book and started walking toward the desk to sit. As he sat down his eyes looked over the empty spot where his papers had been. They were missing. He dropped the book and quickly stood up. "NARCISSA!! HAVE YOUR SERVANTS BEEN IN HERE!?!" he rushed out of the study slamming the door behind him. I took it as a hint and ran out of the room. When I arrived back at my room I hid the papers in my closet under the floorboards. And then went to bed just as my mother opened my door. She looked at me and I pretended to sleep. **END FLASHBACK**
I headed again back to the Ministry of Magic. Upon arriving I saw Harry Potter standing near the court waiting for me. "What are you doing here Potter?" "Just thought I would be here to wish you farewell. I assume you will be leaving after the hearing?" "Yea I am." "Why the sudden rush to leave?" "Well I have things back home."
"This is your home Malfoy." "It's Draco. And no it's not. My home is back in Chicago." I walked past Harry and entered the courtroom.
***
I walked into my room at the Leaky Cauldron and quickly grabbed my things I was ready to leave. More so I was in a rush. I wanted to go back to Chicago where I didn't have to worry about evil wizards or magic or anything. It was all simple. "You never seemed like the type to run." I turned to see Harry standing at my door. "What is it now? I only came back to get rid of my name and you people wont leave me alone." "You got her letter?" I didn't know what to think I was so overwhelmed it was as if he wasn't even listening to me. I just looked at him dumbfounded. "I was with her when she wrote it. She wanted me to give it to you. But I was never able to get it from her house. Well because after you left I left as well. I came back a while ago. Before you got here. I just couldn't stay away. And neither can you. That's why you're here and you know it." "You don't know me Potter so please stop acting like you do." "But I do know you. You're no different from the rest of us. Yea you lost someone you loved and you lost the respect of your family. But so what? We all lost someone. so why don't you stop acting like you're the only one hurting here!" I dropped my things and sat on the floor. He walked over to where I was and sat on the bed facing me. "I know I'm not the only one hurting. It's just hard you know. I never had to go through any of this because I was always the bad guy. It was easy being the bad guy. You had no feelings you felt nothing for no one. And then I met her and everything changed." "Talk to me. How did your father find out?" I stared at the ground I wasn't sure if I was ready to talk about anything.
**FLASHBACK** After I had arrived home from seeing Josie at a secret place in the muggle world my father was waiting for me in the family room. Which we barely ever used and I never saw the point of having one. I walked in and saw him pacing back and forth. He sensed me there and looked at me. "Where have you been?" "I was at Diagon Alley, I got bored sitting around here so I went to um. go for a walk. there." "Draco you do know you're a horrible liar." "I'm only a horrible liar when you already know where I was." "And you're right I already know." "Then why are you asking me?" "I was hoping you would have the decency to tell me the truth. But I guess I was wrong." He continued pacing. He motioned for me to take a seat and I did. "What's going to happen now father?" "Well seeing as how you were with a muggle and from what I saw you two were rather cozy together. You will have to be punished." I looked at him. I didn't know what kind of punishment he had in store for me. But nothing came to mind. I know I should've tried apologizing or maybe something. But I did nothing I just sat there looking frightened. He told me to go to bed. And I got up very slowly and walked to my room.
My mother was standing near my door waiting for me. She looked at me in disgust and then walked off to her room. I walked into my room and went straight to bed. I knew I had screwed up and there was no turning back. But I guess since it was me he was taking his anger out on and not Josie it was ok. I had gone to sleep.
I was awaken suddenly as a pair of hands grabbed me and pulled me out of a bed. I started screaming for someone to help me. But no one came. There were so many people around me. They all had a hold of me and were leading me out of the house. I started to fight them off and caught one of them with a foot to the mouth. The others had a tighter hold on me. They dragged me to a car or a carriage I couldn't tell and then taped my mouth shut and tied up my hands. Put a bag of some sort over my head and knocked me out.
I opened my eyes and was standing in a cellar. I tried to scream but my mouth was still bound. I was chained to the wall. I didn't know how long I was in there for. But every now and then someone would walk in just to torture me or tease me. After what seemed like forever Crabbe and Goyle walked in they untied me and dragged me out of the cellar to a different room. It was a rather big room with a desk and bookshelves. It looked like my father's study. Lord Voldemort was sitting at the desk with all his followers, or slaves as I liked to call them, standing around him. My father and mother being one of them. He stood up just as Crabbed and Goyle dropped me on the floor and took their place amongst the others. Voldemort picked me up and grabbed my face. "You see that empty spot over there Draco?" He pointed toward an empty spot in between my parents. "Yes." I said fuming with anger. He let go of my face and walked over there. "This is where you would be standing." "You see these two people?" he stood in between my parents. I nodded. "You have disappointed them." He walked back over to his desk and sat down. "Do you know how it feels to have your own flesh and blood betray you? Of course you don't you don't have children." "Where are you going with this?" "Where are the papers Draco?" "Papers? That's why I'm here? I thought it was because-" "Because of your little muggle girlfriend? That to. But just recently one of my followers" "Slaves." I interrupted and he shot me a death look. "heard Harry Potter had his hands on those papers you so conveniently took from your father's study." "How did you know?" "I know everything." I looked down at the ground remembering how I had taken the papers, hid them in the floorboards in my closet, and how the next day upon meeting Josie I saw Harry Potter and handed over the papers. I didn't know what was in them but he had asked me for information on the Voldemort. And like I had no sense I took them. "Now why did you give Harry Potter those papers? Was it because of your little girlfriend? Did she trick you into it?"
"Go to hell." "Tsk tsk Draco." He took out his wand and pointed it toward me. "Crucio!" I screamed in agony. "Tell me!!! Why did you betray me?!" I took a glance at my mother and gave her a pleading look. "Mom, please help me." He lifted the curse and walked around me as I lay on the floor. "You aren't going to tell me? Maybe we should just find your girlfriend and ask her." I shot up. "NO! LEAVE HER ALONE! YOU TOUCH HER AND I'LL KILL YOU!" "CRUCIO!" again the same pain shot through my whole body but this time it was worst. I tried to control myself but it hurt and I hadn't notice that I was screaming until I heard my mother start screaming for him to stop. "STOP!! PLEASE!! YOU'RE HURTING HIM!" he stopped and she rushed over to me.
"Draco? Sweetie, are you ok? Look at me." "Narcissa what are you doing?" he asked her looking down at her. She looked up at him. "Please, I can't just sit back and watch you destroy my son." 'You have no choice now go back to your place." "But-" "Lucius take your wife to another room. She shouldn't watch this her motherly instincts will take over." Lucius grabbed his sobbing wife and led her out. Voldemort looked back down at me. "Take him back to the cellar we'll try again tomorrow."
**END FLASHBACK**
I stared out of the window of the small Café shop. Then I looked back at Harry. "How did she find out where I was?" "She didn't, I did. I went and told her." "No matter what any of you thought I did love her." "What makes you think we thought any different?"
"Because I was Draco Malfoy, the kid who didn't have enough sense to follow his own dreams. The same kid you loved to make you and your friends miserable. Because I was jealous."
"Jealous?"
"Yes, I was jealous. Because I didn't have friends like you, Hermione, or Ron." "You had Crabbe and Goyle." "They weren't my friends. They only spoke to me because I was a Malfoy. That's the only reason anyone ever did anything for me. Because of my name." "And the only reason most people didn't give you the time of day." "You see back in Chicago I have friends. I have people who care about me. I have what you and your friends have. That's why I have to go back." "Do they know about your other life?" "Only Jazzy." "And why did you tell her?" "She's my therapist." Harry started laughing. "You have a therapist?" "I don't see why that's so funny. Well that whole ordeal scarred me for life. I still have nightmares about it." Harry stopped laughing. "Sorry." "I looked out the window once again and started laughing. "I guess it is pretty funny." "It's very funny."
Part Five
**FLASHBACK** I walked slowly to my father's study. It was 3 in the morning and I knew he was already in bed. I cautiously opened the big oak door. I walked in closing the door behind me. I walked straight toward his desk. Looking through the drawers. I wasn't sure what I was looking for but I knew there was something there I needed. I set my eyes on a stack of papers; I walked over to them and picked them up. Skimming through each paper, trying to take in each part of it. It was all about he-who-must-not-be-named. I decided to take the papers hoping maybe my father wouldn't miss them. I was about to leave when I heard noises. They were footsteps heading toward the study. I quickly dived under the desk. Just as the door opened, Lucius strolled over to the bookcase dressed in his robe. He took down a book and started walking toward the desk to sit. As he sat down his eyes looked over the empty spot where his papers had been. They were missing. He dropped the book and quickly stood up. "NARCISSA!! HAVE YOUR SERVANTS BEEN IN HERE!?!" he rushed out of the study slamming the door behind him. I took it as a hint and ran out of the room. When I arrived back at my room I hid the papers in my closet under the floorboards. And then went to bed just as my mother opened my door. She looked at me and I pretended to sleep. **END FLASHBACK**
I headed again back to the Ministry of Magic. Upon arriving I saw Harry Potter standing near the court waiting for me. "What are you doing here Potter?" "Just thought I would be here to wish you farewell. I assume you will be leaving after the hearing?" "Yea I am." "Why the sudden rush to leave?" "Well I have things back home."
"This is your home Malfoy." "It's Draco. And no it's not. My home is back in Chicago." I walked past Harry and entered the courtroom.
***
I walked into my room at the Leaky Cauldron and quickly grabbed my things I was ready to leave. More so I was in a rush. I wanted to go back to Chicago where I didn't have to worry about evil wizards or magic or anything. It was all simple. "You never seemed like the type to run." I turned to see Harry standing at my door. "What is it now? I only came back to get rid of my name and you people wont leave me alone." "You got her letter?" I didn't know what to think I was so overwhelmed it was as if he wasn't even listening to me. I just looked at him dumbfounded. "I was with her when she wrote it. She wanted me to give it to you. But I was never able to get it from her house. Well because after you left I left as well. I came back a while ago. Before you got here. I just couldn't stay away. And neither can you. That's why you're here and you know it." "You don't know me Potter so please stop acting like you do." "But I do know you. You're no different from the rest of us. Yea you lost someone you loved and you lost the respect of your family. But so what? We all lost someone. so why don't you stop acting like you're the only one hurting here!" I dropped my things and sat on the floor. He walked over to where I was and sat on the bed facing me. "I know I'm not the only one hurting. It's just hard you know. I never had to go through any of this because I was always the bad guy. It was easy being the bad guy. You had no feelings you felt nothing for no one. And then I met her and everything changed." "Talk to me. How did your father find out?" I stared at the ground I wasn't sure if I was ready to talk about anything.
**FLASHBACK** After I had arrived home from seeing Josie at a secret place in the muggle world my father was waiting for me in the family room. Which we barely ever used and I never saw the point of having one. I walked in and saw him pacing back and forth. He sensed me there and looked at me. "Where have you been?" "I was at Diagon Alley, I got bored sitting around here so I went to um. go for a walk. there." "Draco you do know you're a horrible liar." "I'm only a horrible liar when you already know where I was." "And you're right I already know." "Then why are you asking me?" "I was hoping you would have the decency to tell me the truth. But I guess I was wrong." He continued pacing. He motioned for me to take a seat and I did. "What's going to happen now father?" "Well seeing as how you were with a muggle and from what I saw you two were rather cozy together. You will have to be punished." I looked at him. I didn't know what kind of punishment he had in store for me. But nothing came to mind. I know I should've tried apologizing or maybe something. But I did nothing I just sat there looking frightened. He told me to go to bed. And I got up very slowly and walked to my room.
My mother was standing near my door waiting for me. She looked at me in disgust and then walked off to her room. I walked into my room and went straight to bed. I knew I had screwed up and there was no turning back. But I guess since it was me he was taking his anger out on and not Josie it was ok. I had gone to sleep.
I was awaken suddenly as a pair of hands grabbed me and pulled me out of a bed. I started screaming for someone to help me. But no one came. There were so many people around me. They all had a hold of me and were leading me out of the house. I started to fight them off and caught one of them with a foot to the mouth. The others had a tighter hold on me. They dragged me to a car or a carriage I couldn't tell and then taped my mouth shut and tied up my hands. Put a bag of some sort over my head and knocked me out.
I opened my eyes and was standing in a cellar. I tried to scream but my mouth was still bound. I was chained to the wall. I didn't know how long I was in there for. But every now and then someone would walk in just to torture me or tease me. After what seemed like forever Crabbe and Goyle walked in they untied me and dragged me out of the cellar to a different room. It was a rather big room with a desk and bookshelves. It looked like my father's study. Lord Voldemort was sitting at the desk with all his followers, or slaves as I liked to call them, standing around him. My father and mother being one of them. He stood up just as Crabbed and Goyle dropped me on the floor and took their place amongst the others. Voldemort picked me up and grabbed my face. "You see that empty spot over there Draco?" He pointed toward an empty spot in between my parents. "Yes." I said fuming with anger. He let go of my face and walked over there. "This is where you would be standing." "You see these two people?" he stood in between my parents. I nodded. "You have disappointed them." He walked back over to his desk and sat down. "Do you know how it feels to have your own flesh and blood betray you? Of course you don't you don't have children." "Where are you going with this?" "Where are the papers Draco?" "Papers? That's why I'm here? I thought it was because-" "Because of your little muggle girlfriend? That to. But just recently one of my followers" "Slaves." I interrupted and he shot me a death look. "heard Harry Potter had his hands on those papers you so conveniently took from your father's study." "How did you know?" "I know everything." I looked down at the ground remembering how I had taken the papers, hid them in the floorboards in my closet, and how the next day upon meeting Josie I saw Harry Potter and handed over the papers. I didn't know what was in them but he had asked me for information on the Voldemort. And like I had no sense I took them. "Now why did you give Harry Potter those papers? Was it because of your little girlfriend? Did she trick you into it?"
"Go to hell." "Tsk tsk Draco." He took out his wand and pointed it toward me. "Crucio!" I screamed in agony. "Tell me!!! Why did you betray me?!" I took a glance at my mother and gave her a pleading look. "Mom, please help me." He lifted the curse and walked around me as I lay on the floor. "You aren't going to tell me? Maybe we should just find your girlfriend and ask her." I shot up. "NO! LEAVE HER ALONE! YOU TOUCH HER AND I'LL KILL YOU!" "CRUCIO!" again the same pain shot through my whole body but this time it was worst. I tried to control myself but it hurt and I hadn't notice that I was screaming until I heard my mother start screaming for him to stop. "STOP!! PLEASE!! YOU'RE HURTING HIM!" he stopped and she rushed over to me.
"Draco? Sweetie, are you ok? Look at me." "Narcissa what are you doing?" he asked her looking down at her. She looked up at him. "Please, I can't just sit back and watch you destroy my son." 'You have no choice now go back to your place." "But-" "Lucius take your wife to another room. She shouldn't watch this her motherly instincts will take over." Lucius grabbed his sobbing wife and led her out. Voldemort looked back down at me. "Take him back to the cellar we'll try again tomorrow."
**END FLASHBACK**
I stared out of the window of the small Café shop. Then I looked back at Harry. "How did she find out where I was?" "She didn't, I did. I went and told her." "No matter what any of you thought I did love her." "What makes you think we thought any different?"
"Because I was Draco Malfoy, the kid who didn't have enough sense to follow his own dreams. The same kid you loved to make you and your friends miserable. Because I was jealous."
"Jealous?"
"Yes, I was jealous. Because I didn't have friends like you, Hermione, or Ron." "You had Crabbe and Goyle." "They weren't my friends. They only spoke to me because I was a Malfoy. That's the only reason anyone ever did anything for me. Because of my name." "And the only reason most people didn't give you the time of day." "You see back in Chicago I have friends. I have people who care about me. I have what you and your friends have. That's why I have to go back." "Do they know about your other life?" "Only Jazzy." "And why did you tell her?" "She's my therapist." Harry started laughing. "You have a therapist?" "I don't see why that's so funny. Well that whole ordeal scarred me for life. I still have nightmares about it." Harry stopped laughing. "Sorry." "I looked out the window once again and started laughing. "I guess it is pretty funny." "It's very funny."