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He stood here now, his face downcast, showing respect for the man who stood in front of him. If you could call him a man. His face was taught feeling the tension that surrounded the air. This was it. The thing he had been born to do and to become was about to happen.
The dark lord walked around the circle looking at each man. Each man that would be his to control.
All of these men were born into the dark magicks, nurtured in it from the wombs of their pureblooded mother. It was not a destiny any of them could escape. But the most nurtured of these men, was the one who stood in front of him now.
"Raise your head up young Malfoy, for you are now a death eater. A wizard honoured above all others." Voldemort said twisting himself in what could be seen as a smile. "You will serve your purpose well." He continued.
Draco Malfoy raised up his head and looked at his arm. On it now burned the dark mark. He did not smile, he did not nod. He did nothing to acknowledge the dark lord's words. But he reached from behind him and with silky grace slid his hood over his face, which swallowed him into shadows, not even exposing the burning silver that was his eyes.
Voldemort smiled at this.
Yes, he thought, you will serve me well Draco Malfoy. The darkness in you could almost burn even me. He thought, and this made him laugh. An eerie laugh which chilled every man present save one.
He was never afraid.
He had lost all feeling, as he had lost her.
Into the shadowy depths of his cloak he lost all vision of the darkness that surrounded him, and his mind rewound back to that one memory.
The moment his heart had died.
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She had stood there looking very beautiful, in a silvery white gown. Her hair falling into waterfalls around her shoulders. She stood tall and proud, and emitted and aura of perfect happiness. She was glowing. Damn her, she was glowing with it. She held on to her bouquet with firm hands, there was nothing in her to indicate that her heart was breaking, or that she would falter in her vows.
He had stood there with the rest of the party. Hundreds of people had come to the ceremonie, to see their perfect hero get married to the perfect heroine. They had all anticipated this, seen it from the start. The perfect friendship, the perfect marriage, the perfect life. After all no one deserved it more than Harry Potter. The poor dear, they all still murmured, still unable to let go of their past pities on the young orphan boy.
So he stood there on the top balcony gazing down on them. He chocked on the happiness that filled the church. His eyes burned with anger and he had gripped the pew front until his knuckles had turned an unnatural blue.
I do...
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The sweet voice uttering those words reverberated in his head once more, and he gripped his hands into a fist as he remembered that minute. That minute and the second after in which she had looked up into the crowd. That minute when he had lost his soul, and all his feelings of compassion. Potter would pay, and so would she.
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This was it. It was her moment. She felt and heard the thing moving very quickly, it's legs making clicking noises on the ground and causing it to vibrate, she held her ground. Her body hardened on alert and on adrenaline. She gripped her wand as hard as she could and concentrated hard, until she felt herself break a sweat. Now! Her mind cried out.
"Avaru Disparitu!"
The great spider disappeared at once just as it had opened it's mouth to devour her.
The young woman, her form fitting uniform torn into shreds, reached from behind her head and untied the blindfold. She smiled, her face glistening from sweat and happiness. She stood still for a moment trying to capture this moment. One pure moment of happiness, she hadn't known since...
"I did it..." she murmured to herself quietly.
The walls of the room dissipated in the blink of an eye, and she turned abruptly still smiling.
There she saw all her friends who had smiles plastered on their own faces. They had done it. Even in battle they would stick together.
Parvati, Padma, Lavender, Ginny, Neville, Ron, Harry....The list went on.. They would all fight in the war together as first class aurors.
And at this knowledge, they all stood together glowing with pride and happiness. They had all done it.
"We did it Harry." she said quietly to her husband, as he held her tightly against him.
"I always knew we would. And now we can finally vanquish them all for good." he said. " Voldemort will rot in Azkaban. As will all who follow him." He murmured into his wife's soft hair, which to his eternal surprise always managed to smell of sweet spices, even after doing battle for two straight hours.
She closed her eyes into his shoulders, and opened them into the past. To the one moment that had both shattered her heart and the moment that had also given her strength.
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I do... She had announced happily and with all the love in her voice that she could muster.
As she uttered those two words she looked into Harry's eyes and saw a love there that shamed her.
He was so happy at those words. Yet as she looked at him all she could see were silver eyes that had burned holes into her. The eyes that had left and ever lasting print.
And funnily enough the second she said those words, she felt the urge, the need to look up into the crowd. And so smiling she did, expecting to see friends who had cheered in their hearts so loudly that she had really heard them.. But what she saw was not friends. No. She saw a madman. And for a moment she felt afraid of what he would do right then. His eyes burned so... And the darkness around him seemed to build a dark bubble, untouched by the happiness and the holiness of the church.
And in that angry moment, she saw him, she saw past the love, and saw his soul. A soul that was burning blacker by the moment. In that moment she realised with wonder two things.
The love that they had for each other was dangerous.
He was dangerous.
And that she would be the only one to stop him.
End Chapter
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