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Chapter Five-- Flashback
When Draco found his way to his dormitory (which was separate from the others, because he was a prefect) he collapsed on the bed. Things had changed so much, his body seemed weaker than before. The emotions he had once found easy to keep bottled up, were now leaking out without warning. He still remembered when it started.. All of the things that he had found simple in his life, now seemed hectic.
Draco's eyes became glassy as he remembered that night with Dumbledore. That night when he had confessed he had no attention in joining Voldemort's followers in evil. Where he said it aloud for the first time.
"I wish to become a spy for the light."
He remembered the look in Dumbledore's eyes as he said this, the worry. Draco hadn't had a lot of people to worry about him around in his childhood.
Dumbledore rose from his seat and walked towards Draco. He placed his hand on Draco's shoulder. The twinkle in his eyes slowly dimmed.
"You know how dangerous this could be Draco. Why do you insist on following this path?" Asked Dumbledore calmly. His face shone with worry, and Draco finally realized how old the man standing before him must be.
"Because, I find myself coming to my senses. I can barely stand the thought of joining his liege of followers as it is. Little alone knowing that I'm just another pawn for him to crush at any willing moment. Unknowing, my father seemed to knock a little sense into me over the summer." Draco offered the headmaster a smile, which was greatly returned.
"Very well."
Draco yawned. He knew that if he was ever caught, he'd most likely die. That he'd never see his family again. Then, the horrid thought struck him. [What family?]
Family's don't treat each other like filth.. They don't beat the ones they supposedly love. And all that time Draco had thought that was what it was. Love.
Stretching tiredly Draco rubbed his eyes and finally let himself fall into a dreamless sleep.
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Authors Note: I know that chapter was short, but it was basically just suppose to be a flash back. Anyway, err onto the next chapter! But not before I say one final thing.. It's TEASER TIME!
Teaser--
Harry felt around in the grass for the metal chisel. He had remembered that he hadn't grabbed it when Draco was helping him. His hair blew lightly in the night's soft air which kissed his skin lightly. He gasped in surprise as a hand touched his cheek.
Chapter Five-- Flashback
When Draco found his way to his dormitory (which was separate from the others, because he was a prefect) he collapsed on the bed. Things had changed so much, his body seemed weaker than before. The emotions he had once found easy to keep bottled up, were now leaking out without warning. He still remembered when it started.. All of the things that he had found simple in his life, now seemed hectic.
Draco's eyes became glassy as he remembered that night with Dumbledore. That night when he had confessed he had no attention in joining Voldemort's followers in evil. Where he said it aloud for the first time.
"I wish to become a spy for the light."
He remembered the look in Dumbledore's eyes as he said this, the worry. Draco hadn't had a lot of people to worry about him around in his childhood.
Dumbledore rose from his seat and walked towards Draco. He placed his hand on Draco's shoulder. The twinkle in his eyes slowly dimmed.
"You know how dangerous this could be Draco. Why do you insist on following this path?" Asked Dumbledore calmly. His face shone with worry, and Draco finally realized how old the man standing before him must be.
"Because, I find myself coming to my senses. I can barely stand the thought of joining his liege of followers as it is. Little alone knowing that I'm just another pawn for him to crush at any willing moment. Unknowing, my father seemed to knock a little sense into me over the summer." Draco offered the headmaster a smile, which was greatly returned.
"Very well."
Draco yawned. He knew that if he was ever caught, he'd most likely die. That he'd never see his family again. Then, the horrid thought struck him. [What family?]
Family's don't treat each other like filth.. They don't beat the ones they supposedly love. And all that time Draco had thought that was what it was. Love.
Stretching tiredly Draco rubbed his eyes and finally let himself fall into a dreamless sleep.
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Authors Note: I know that chapter was short, but it was basically just suppose to be a flash back. Anyway, err onto the next chapter! But not before I say one final thing.. It's TEASER TIME!
Teaser--
Harry felt around in the grass for the metal chisel. He had remembered that he hadn't grabbed it when Draco was helping him. His hair blew lightly in the night's soft air which kissed his skin lightly. He gasped in surprise as a hand touched his cheek.