Something Different
By: MissPatriciaPotter
Chapter Thirteen
Draco looked up nervously at his Uncle. For some odd reason he didn't seem like the same kind (1) person that Draco knew. Serverus's black eyes were clouded and held no emotion. It didn't seem right. It was like someone had replaced his Uncle with a mindless clone. There was only one problem, it wasn't fooling Draco. They turned a corner and found themselves going down a set of stairs that lead to the once dungeon of Malfoy Manor. It was last used in the early nineteen hundreds but served now as storage for all the things that Lucius didn't want the Ministry to find. Most of these things were considered illegal and banned. The only reason Lucius had them was because the Dark Lord had told him to keep them safe for him. Draco shivered, it was colder down here then he remembered. The last time he was down here was when a group of deatheaters came over for a meeting and somehow Draco tiptoed downstairs without anyone noticing. This was quite a feat considering the many curses, jinxes, and hexes that were put down there from Malfoy ancestors . Serverus took out his wand and suddenly another room appeared. It was a small room with torches being the only light. In the center of the room was a small table with four chairs surrounding the table.
"Finally Severus." A voice said walking out from one of the corners. "You do have the boy?" The man asked walking closer toward the pair. Draco was standing there, frozen in place. When suddenly he was pushed forwards, he then tripped onto the ground and fell face first onto the hard stone floor. Draco could hear footsteps as he tried to get up but soon the footsteps stopped and he was pulled off the ground roughly. The person picked him up and carried him over to the chair and set him down on it . The man was on Draco's right and Severus to his left there was no way to escape. Absolutely no way.
The man grabbed Draco's chin and forced Draco to look him in the eye, "I have a few questions for you." The man stated taking out a vial from his robes pocket. He shook it a little and then smirked. "I don't want to use this," he held the vial closer to Draco, "so I think it will be best to answer my questions without having to force you." Draco gulped and then slowly nodded.
The man took out a piece of parchment, a bottle of black ink, and a quill. He gave a smile and said "let's begin. "First we'll start with a simple question. What is your name?"
"Full name?" Draco asked. The man didn't give a verbal reply, only nodded. "Draco Alexander Malfoy." The man picked up his quill dipped it in ink and wrote Draco's answer on the parchment.
"Okay well answered you deserve a reward," the man reached toward the table and took out something small out of a glass container. The man handed the object to Draco. Draco took it and looked at it. It was chocolate frog, something that he hadn't had for a long time. Why was this person trying to be so nice?
"Thank-You." Draco said confused if he should trust this man.
"Next question. Is your Mother dead or alive?" Why was this man asking him such personal questions. At the mention of his mother Draco began to cry. His mother wasn't mentioned around the manor much but Draco knew that the house elves talked about it when they had their breaks. This was the time that they thought no one was listening.
Mad at the lack of response the man raised his voice, "Is your mother dead or alive." This made Draco cry even more but still no response.
The man took a hold of Draco and shook him until Draco was becoming dizzy. "Do I have an answer now?" The man snarled as Draco tried to focus on the man. Draco nodded. "She is d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dead." Draco stuttered out between his sobs.
"That's too bad." The man stated running his fingers along the wood grain of the table. "Now the last question? Now this is the hardest one. Do you know a boy named Harry?" Why did this man want to know about Harry? Draco stayed quiet. Harry was such a good friend. When Draco found that he and Harry had so much in common he felt a connection with him. It wasn't like with Crabbe and Gyole this was different.
Annoyed the man grabbed Draco and lifted him off the chair. Snape suddenly got up and left the room.
"I asked you if you know a Harry ," the man said shaking Draco. Draco only shook his head. "Fine then your giving me silence, I'll give you silence!" With that done the man tossed Draco to the stone floor roughly.
Harry woke up suddenly. It was that dream again. All that Harry could remember was a flash of green light and two screams. Harry looked around the dark park. It was a lot scarier here now that it was dark out. Harry deciding to stretch his got out from under the tree. He knew where he was headed to, the swings. They held so many good memories. Harry climbed onto the swing and pumped his legs back and forth. There was a loud popping sound, and Harry turned around to look there was nothing there. Harry continued on the swing. He never did notice the figure coming closer to him.
Draco opened his eyes not knowing why he was on the floor. He looked around and noticed that the man and Snape were no where to be found. Sighing Draco tried to get up. It didn't work. He tried again but it still didn't work. That was then when Draco looked up to the wall and saw the chains that ran down to his arms and bound them.
"Well, Well little Draco is awake," a voice said as it came in from the secret entrance.
The man walked over to Draco and knelt down so he was at his level. He lifted Draco's chin and looked into his eyes. "For not answering my question you are going to receive punishment," the man raised his wand and pointed it at Draco. "Crucio!"
1- To Draco Snape is a kind person after all he is his uncle. The way Snape acts at Hogwarts Draco has never seen that side of him. It is quite surprising for Draco to see Snape act the way he is.
Author's notes- Quite a cliffhanger I'm so sorry. Poor Draco :( . I can't wait till Tuesday because I'm going on my band/choir trip to Minneapolis.