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Draco was sprawled out on his bed. He really hadn't left his room all day. Everything that happened last night exhausted him. The Dark Lord had called for the first time in weeks. Draco was going nuts from the lack of bloodshed the last few weeks. Turns out the Dark Lord wanted him to go out with his Uncles and go convince a few Ministry officials to let the Death Eaters have complete control of England's portkey system. Normally Draco didn't like being with his Uncle Roldolphus but hey, a job was a job.
The mission had gone well, the got what they wanted. But somehow the Order had caught wind of what was going on and they met up with the Death Eaters before they could leave the building. Rabastan and Draco had made it out but Roldolphus got knocked out by Kingsley Shacklebolt. Rasbastan wanted to leave his own brother behind but Draco went back for his Uncle. He didn't really know why, he never liked Roldolphus. Looking back he supposed it was because he knew how sad his Mother was because Father was in jail and he didn't want his Aunt Bellatrix to be alone either. He went back into the building and caught the Auror off his guard. What happened after that was a blur, he just knew he got out with his Uncle. His Uncle Rabastan had muttered something about Draco being weak but he just ignored it. His Aunt and his Mother's praise told him he did the right thing.
But then he got back to the dorms and more trouble started. He should have known to change before coming back. But he was so tired. Lily freaked out when she saw Draco looking like hell. He tried to explain he was alright and he made up some stupid lie about his Uncles rough housing with him. But she wouldn't stop. Draco didn't even know how his Father in prison got into the whole conversation but that just made it worse. She got angrier and then that made him get angry.
Sorry I don't like talking about my Father's imprisionment. he thought bitterly.
But they had made up. Or told each other that they weren't mad anymore. He didn't really know if it was true or not. He just wanted her to stop being mad at him for a stupid reason. If she wanted a real reason to get mad at him he could give her one. Actually he could give her six. Six people he's killed. And he couldn't even count the number of times he's been an accessory to murder.
That's a reason to get mad. he thinks.
He rubs his eyes and sighs into his hands. He was just going to let the issue go and play nice. It wasn't worth getting into a fight for.
That memorial service for Kitty Pryde was tonight. He probably should make an appearance but he didn't really feel like it. He's got other things to pretend to be sad over.
He just laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
((I don't know why but I'm like falling asleep at my desk. So if I'm not answering back to comments it's because I passed out.))
The mission had gone well, the got what they wanted. But somehow the Order had caught wind of what was going on and they met up with the Death Eaters before they could leave the building. Rabastan and Draco had made it out but Roldolphus got knocked out by Kingsley Shacklebolt. Rasbastan wanted to leave his own brother behind but Draco went back for his Uncle. He didn't really know why, he never liked Roldolphus. Looking back he supposed it was because he knew how sad his Mother was because Father was in jail and he didn't want his Aunt Bellatrix to be alone either. He went back into the building and caught the Auror off his guard. What happened after that was a blur, he just knew he got out with his Uncle. His Uncle Rabastan had muttered something about Draco being weak but he just ignored it. His Aunt and his Mother's praise told him he did the right thing.
But then he got back to the dorms and more trouble started. He should have known to change before coming back. But he was so tired. Lily freaked out when she saw Draco looking like hell. He tried to explain he was alright and he made up some stupid lie about his Uncles rough housing with him. But she wouldn't stop. Draco didn't even know how his Father in prison got into the whole conversation but that just made it worse. She got angrier and then that made him get angry.
Sorry I don't like talking about my Father's imprisionment. he thought bitterly.
But they had made up. Or told each other that they weren't mad anymore. He didn't really know if it was true or not. He just wanted her to stop being mad at him for a stupid reason. If she wanted a real reason to get mad at him he could give her one. Actually he could give her six. Six people he's killed. And he couldn't even count the number of times he's been an accessory to murder.
That's a reason to get mad. he thinks.
He rubs his eyes and sighs into his hands. He was just going to let the issue go and play nice. It wasn't worth getting into a fight for.
That memorial service for Kitty Pryde was tonight. He probably should make an appearance but he didn't really feel like it. He's got other things to pretend to be sad over.
He just laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling.
((I don't know why but I'm like falling asleep at my desk. So if I'm not answering back to comments it's because I passed out.))