Hi so i had this written and i thought i hadn't updated for a while so you guys get both chapters at once.
This wasn't edited so expect revision.
Hope you enjoy the awkwardness of young evil. Vex Avery is a gifted wizard who is older than Marvolo is so that's why he treats him the way he does. Also Vex genuinely cares for the evil shit so that explains it.
Through the eyes of the Abyss.
Marvolo POV
"How can Scorpius allow him such latitude X? I find it entirely too disgraceful, letting the enemy sleep with you. Permitting his very touch is the definition of perversion itself." I spat disgustedly, watching the sleeping boys from the foot of their bed.
This was X's last night here at Hogwarts. He would be relocating to finish his last year at Durmstrang since Britain was becoming more and more dangerous for purebloods these days. Another player removed from the board.
"For a start, Al isn't Scorpius's enemy. Second, why should a single person care what you find disgraceful? You have played at normalcy for too many years for anyone to even notice you. Who cares about the opinions of an average slytherin whose average grades and average skill are only countered by the slight oddity of his exceptional parentage?
"…"
"A fact that few are even aware of."
"…"
He had been staring long enough to force me to turn impatiently towards him. I didn't like when he presumed to push me like this. He looked concerned and it was disgusting.
"By the absurd intensity of your stare I assume you want to say something. Make sure you choose your words more carefully than you just did your last."
"Ha."
"What?" I snapped. The oaf knew better than to take liberties.
"Nothing… it's just that. Marvolo… I've known you for a long time, and while I can honestly say you lack anything remotely resembling human sentiment" he started with that obnoxious smile. "I nevertheless still consider you my friend."
"…" Utterly repelling. What did he really want?
"Call it weakness on my part if you must. Call it disgraceful and stupid, my caring about a creature incapable of reciprocation. Just know that I've watched you grow up and I've seen the doubt that festers even beneath all that hidden hate."
"…"
"For years I've seen you disguise your talent under the pretense that underestimation was the most inconspicuous and impenetrable shadow. For years you've cultivated malice and ambition in secret. I know how powerful you really are and yet I know you still doubt. Just be careful going forward from here my friend. When I am gone who could you turn to?"
His words reeked of attachment and worry. Revolting.
"You know X. You see much too much my self proclaimed friend. Whether infatuation, kindness, or some other weakness has possessed you to reveal these things to me, know that they disgust me. I don't need you. If murder would not attract attention, I'd rid myself of you in an instant. One day I might yet still."
*SIGH*
"Volo… I knew very well when I'd spoken the risk I took. Even looking at you wrong merits a record on that death list you keep, so what I just said should put three heavy underlines beneath my name. I just couldn't help it." He said smiling.
"Then why would you willingly tell me?" I asked breaking the carved cold of my icy demeanor. My Father would have killed someone for expressing such sentiments and quicker still for presuming to know so much about him. So why would Vex do the same knowing I'd hurt him for it?
"V. Our parents had no friends. They had family, and pawns, enemies and the black mass of their interminable hate. I am one of the older progeny of the Death Eaters. My blood brother was alive to watch what the war did to our family. You may be filled with hate and ambition but your soul is not as twisted or evil as was your father's or mine. They didn't understand love or friendship."
"…" As if I did.
"It is a strength V. Not a weakness."
He was looking at me as though I were human. As though I understood a word he was saying. Every further utterance rendered me slightly more ill. This much time spent together and still he did not know me.
"I don't wish for you what you seek V. It was his disease, and I know you are not your Father." He whispered quietly before moving closer.
"What are you doing? X if you dare…"
"If you kill me, they wake up, and years of hiding will have been for nothing." he shot pulling me into a hug.
"I wish you the very best of luck my friend. I would have much rather stayed to look after you but I know you will neither have needed it, nor would you have appreciated it." He whispered hugging me more tightly while I struggled to free myself. He hugged me as though he could force emotion into me through the shear intimacy of the contact.
I would find him one day! and murder him for this! I would watch the life slip from his eyes in a flash of beautiful green death for presuming to touch me like this!
People assumed we were friends when in reality I had merely used his idiotic desire to protect me to influence his actions. He was a pawn… nothing more.
The thing that irritated me above all else was that he did not belong in Slytherin, in my house. He was cunning and strong and was always very much aware that I was manipulating him… yet every time I did he would merely chuckle as though it were only natural.
How could anyone allow themselves to be used like that? How could anyone pass such weakness off as strength? I hated him for what he was trying to foster in me. I knew people felt kindness yet I also knew I never would. I would kill Vex Avery for this.
"I would say goodbye Volo but I know you'll come to kill me for that hug one day so i will see you then." he pulled back with a smile.
"I hate you beyond compare you repulsive fool. I will be glad to see you go."
"I love you too you little shit." He said ruffling my hair with that wretched smile of his.
I WOULD KILL HIM FOR THIS! Despite his age he had never dared presume such a thing! I was fuming that he should choose now to start. His leaving did not grant him license to be so…
"On second thought… I won't kill you." I shuddered angrily swatting away his hand. I had come up with a far sweeter fate.
"No?" X chuckled.
"No. I have a better idea. I will starve you…curse you, bleed you. For weeks I will watch the life drain from you. And when you are a hollow husk, not even a shade of your former self… I will stand before you and dare you to smile at me then." I spat distastefully. The smile that formed on him was full of sadness.
He looked distant suddenly, turning to stare at the sleeping boys. He was not sacred of me i realized. Even though he knew what I could and would do to him.
"If you decide on power, hunger and darkness. My best bet would be to seek out the Valois. I'm certain they will receive you when they hear who you are. They will make you more powerful than ever and you will in all likelihood drown in all that hate."
"…"
"Just… once you go down that road V, there won't be a return. Make sure it's what you really want first."
"Why…" I asked watching X turn away from me for good.
"Happy holidays V."
He knew I had meant what I said. He knew I would kill him and yet his parting words to me were still designed to be for my benefit.
Why…
Why would anyone be willing to do such a thing? Let alone for someone as wretchedly undeserving as me.
I would never understand normal humans. Never.
It was like helping your enemy up after he had just tried to kill you…
Why…
...
I wonder what my Mother felt for my Father. She was insane I hear.
In the shadow of the victors version of history… I wonder what they truly felt for each other…
"This is absurd."
Mother was a pawn, and Father was her king. There was nothing more I thought watching X walk slowly away. He would no doubt be taking a walk around the grounds one last time. He did so enjoy that.
"I wish you the very best of luck… my friend" I heard his words echoing.
I was really nauseous…
Maybe the fool would get eaten in the forbidden forest and save me the trouble of hunting him later I thought smiling to myself. I would feed him to the werewolves myself if I ever saw him again.
How could i have ever tolerated such a sentimental fool?
Hope you guys enjoyed. You will never again see anyone treat Marvolo so familiarly. It was merely to add some depth to Marvolo's personality. He may end up evil but he was not as entirely without feeling as whoever his father might have been. I just thought it would be fun to watch him struggle with someone who was actually concerned about him. (Also since many of the Death Eaters children were orphaned or raised together so Vex and Marvolo have known each other for a long time.)
Next time:
Ch 25: Ride Home
Ch 26: Holiday Surprise: Friends are Revealed (Written from Harry, Draco, Al and Scor POVs)
These next three will be fluff to prepare for some darkness.
Ch 27: Malfoy Manor
Ch 28: Bathroom Chess
Ch 29: Napping is More Comfortable with a Pillow.
