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Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not the song, not the characters.
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There was a dark room, in a mansion, in the middle of a deserted plane. A large bed lay in the middle, neatly made and
covered with a dark green quilt with silver lining. The oak bedposts were made to look like vines entwined, with a snake
slithering around each room. The curtains were drawn, letting only a sliver of sunlight drift onto the marble floor.
In that room, there was a boy. A boy with handsome features. His blond hair laying in wisps, framing his face. His
stormy grey eyes filled with tears. He lay on his king sized bed. Usually meant for 2 people, this one was always filled
with only one person. One person who's life was hidden from schoolmates, who's life was controlled his father. His father
pushed him, to be one of them. The ones hated and feared by the rest of the wizard world. This boy was Draco Malfoy.
While a single tear fought its way down his cheek, his head was filled with memories, each appearing one after another
like a slideshow.
iI'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
A young Draco Malfoy sat in a chair situated in front of a man who seemed to be just an older version of him. The man
was staring right at Draco with malice in his eyes. "How could you only be second in intellect at this school. You were
not brought up to be this way Draco. Tell me boy, who has surpassed a Malfoy?" Draco mumbled something. "Answer me!"
Lucius yelled. "Hermione Granger," he said in a whisper. "Ah yes. The mudblood." Lucius spat in dusgust. "Haven't you
made enough mistakes in your life? Let's get this over with." Draco stiffined in his chair, fear shone in his eyes. "Crucio!"
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
There was food in front of him and he was sitting on the far end of the large dinner table. "Draco, came a voice. You are
to be officially made a Death Eater in two weeks time." It was Lucius. Draco could feel himself gripping the fork harder as
he summoned up the courage to do what he was about to do. To do what he had been wanting to do for a long time. "Father," he
forced out. "I..I do not want to become a Death Eater." He chanced a look at Lucius, to see his reaction. He looked
incredibly calm. But looks could be misleading. "Yes you are becoming a Death Eater," Lucius said in a calm tone that
matched his facial expression, albeit a calm tone that had just a hint of supressed anger in it. "You must never defy me.
You will become a Death Eater. And this is to teach you to never question me again. Crucio!"
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
Sitting now on his bed. Draco had failed. His father had forced him into becoming a Death Eater. He could see the ugly
mark on his arm, even in the dim light. It disgusted him. He wanted to end it all. He had not killed anyone, yet, nor did
he ever want to. To kill one person to save hundreds more, a mark of a hero, especially if the one person, was himself.
With only a seconds hesitation, Draco picked up the dagger that lay on his table. He did not want to do it, but he had to.
He drove the dagger into his stomach. The pain was instantanious and immense. More tears spilled from his eyes, mingling
with the blood already starting to come out. With his last ounce of strength, he pulled the dagger out, held it before
him. He saw his life, dripping from the metal. Darkness was eating away at the corners of his vision. One final breath, and
the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter that echoed through the empty room. Draco Malfoy slumped to the bed. He was
dead.
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A/N Another fic successfully done. This idea just popped into my head the second I heard the song. I just had to write it
but I bet there's another dozen that's exactly like this one or there will be at least. Sorry to all the Draco lovers, he
just had to die. So so so sorry. It wasn't my fault it was the keyboard's fault. Yeah I know, Draco is soo OOC but hey
its a fic. One final thing review!
Numb
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not the song, not the characters.
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There was a dark room, in a mansion, in the middle of a deserted plane. A large bed lay in the middle, neatly made and
covered with a dark green quilt with silver lining. The oak bedposts were made to look like vines entwined, with a snake
slithering around each room. The curtains were drawn, letting only a sliver of sunlight drift onto the marble floor.
In that room, there was a boy. A boy with handsome features. His blond hair laying in wisps, framing his face. His
stormy grey eyes filled with tears. He lay on his king sized bed. Usually meant for 2 people, this one was always filled
with only one person. One person who's life was hidden from schoolmates, who's life was controlled his father. His father
pushed him, to be one of them. The ones hated and feared by the rest of the wizard world. This boy was Draco Malfoy.
While a single tear fought its way down his cheek, his head was filled with memories, each appearing one after another
like a slideshow.
iI'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
A young Draco Malfoy sat in a chair situated in front of a man who seemed to be just an older version of him. The man
was staring right at Draco with malice in his eyes. "How could you only be second in intellect at this school. You were
not brought up to be this way Draco. Tell me boy, who has surpassed a Malfoy?" Draco mumbled something. "Answer me!"
Lucius yelled. "Hermione Granger," he said in a whisper. "Ah yes. The mudblood." Lucius spat in dusgust. "Haven't you
made enough mistakes in your life? Let's get this over with." Draco stiffined in his chair, fear shone in his eyes. "Crucio!"
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
There was food in front of him and he was sitting on the far end of the large dinner table. "Draco, came a voice. You are
to be officially made a Death Eater in two weeks time." It was Lucius. Draco could feel himself gripping the fork harder as
he summoned up the courage to do what he was about to do. To do what he had been wanting to do for a long time. "Father," he
forced out. "I..I do not want to become a Death Eater." He chanced a look at Lucius, to see his reaction. He looked
incredibly calm. But looks could be misleading. "Yes you are becoming a Death Eater," Lucius said in a calm tone that
matched his facial expression, albeit a calm tone that had just a hint of supressed anger in it. "You must never defy me.
You will become a Death Eater. And this is to teach you to never question me again. Crucio!"
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I've becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Is everything what you want me to be
Sitting now on his bed. Draco had failed. His father had forced him into becoming a Death Eater. He could see the ugly
mark on his arm, even in the dim light. It disgusted him. He wanted to end it all. He had not killed anyone, yet, nor did
he ever want to. To kill one person to save hundreds more, a mark of a hero, especially if the one person, was himself.
With only a seconds hesitation, Draco picked up the dagger that lay on his table. He did not want to do it, but he had to.
He drove the dagger into his stomach. The pain was instantanious and immense. More tears spilled from his eyes, mingling
with the blood already starting to come out. With his last ounce of strength, he pulled the dagger out, held it before
him. He saw his life, dripping from the metal. Darkness was eating away at the corners of his vision. One final breath, and
the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter that echoed through the empty room. Draco Malfoy slumped to the bed. He was
dead.
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A/N Another fic successfully done. This idea just popped into my head the second I heard the song. I just had to write it
but I bet there's another dozen that's exactly like this one or there will be at least. Sorry to all the Draco lovers, he
just had to die. So so so sorry. It wasn't my fault it was the keyboard's fault. Yeah I know, Draco is soo OOC but hey
its a fic. One final thing review!