Draco Malfoy had been staring at his knuckles for the last ten minutes. They were aching from exertion, and covered in red blotches. He was sick to his stomach, and not just because of what he'd just done. What he was about to do was infinitely worse. But it was the only way.
For the second time that day, Draco stepped in front of Harry Potter.
Voldemort paced the length of the study again, his ire growing with each step he took. His patience was wearing thin. Draco Malfoy was late. No. He was beyond late.
Just as he turned, Malfoy appeared with Harry Potter clenched tightly to his chest.
"Late," he spat, striding closer to the two boys. "There will be no excuses, Malfoy. I expected better from you, being your father's son."
He stared down at Harry and trained his wand on the boy. "Harry Potter. We meet again...for the final time."
Harry looked up with bleary eyes. Malfoy's arms around his chest were painfully tight and it was hard to breath. He coughed out a slightly mad laugh. "Should've known..." he said.
Harry fought to get out of Malfoy's grip, or at least get a decent hold so he could punch the other boy out and keep running. They were both too close to each other to get a good hit, though, as they rolled around in the dirt, each searching for the upper hand.
Draco found himself on top, with Harry's hand pushing at his face, trying the same tactic Draco had used only a moment before. Draco snapped at the invasive fingers. He'd rip one off if he got a hold of it. "Stop bloody moving!"
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For the second time that day, Draco stepped in front of Harry Potter.
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Just as he turned, Malfoy appeared with Harry Potter clenched tightly to his chest.
"Late," he spat, striding closer to the two boys. "There will be no excuses, Malfoy. I expected better from you, being your father's son."
He stared down at Harry and trained his wand on the boy. "Harry Potter. We meet again...for the final time."
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He cackled with glee as the boy hit the floor, writhing around in pain.
"Please stay...and enjoy yourself," he said, circling around the boy as he held his wand steady. "You are my guest after all..."
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