Wasting Away

[draco_isgod]

Draco noticed that he was... twitchier than usual. The muscles near his eyes were constantly having spasms, and there was still a dull pain in his calf from the cramp he woke up with the other morning. His body was starting to give up on him.

Images of Sirius Black from the old Daily Prophet article ran through his mind. He was certain he looked

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[whythespiders]

Azkaban was never a fun way to start the day, but it was the first window Ron could find to get here. It had taken some convincing and maneuvering, plus blatant exploitation of Harry causing yet another I'm-suspended-but-going-to-go-save-the-day-anyway episode. Granted, at least on this one, Ron wasn't about to criticize Harry for acting so immediately.

That was neither here nor there. He'd promised Cecilia he'd look into this, and he was going to. Malfoy was probably going to be a disaster, but Ron hoped like hell he could get some kind of read on this. After Cecilia had had a panic attack in his office, he'd definitely been even more likely to try to dig through this.

He was in the slightly less dank and soul-crushing part of the prison as he sent guards to fetch Malfoy. The interrogation room had barely enough space for a table and the two chairs Ron had dragged in. Perfectly stark. At least that usually helped. He idly paced the tiny space until the door opened behind him.

[draco_isgod]

Draco's heart sank so completely at the sight of the dementors and guards approaching his door.

"NO! NO!" Draco pushed himself as far into the corner of his cell as possible. He was hysterical instantly, "DON'T DO THIS, PLEASE!"

But they grabbed him anyway. He was kicking and crying, but they dragged him out.

His chest was heaving, but the kicking soon stopped. More dementors had swooped in at the uproar, and his screaming soon turned to sniffles, and then silent tears streaming down his face.

Maybe the kiss would be a mercy, rather than a lifetime of consciousness of this place.

Before long, they stopped and he heard a door opening, not even bothering to lift his head. They pushed him into the room and he heard the door close behind him.

These were his last moments and he didn't even care.

[whythespiders]

For what Ron could only imagine was a solid minute, he watched Draco Malfoy having a moment of complete insanity. If eleven-year-old Ron Weasley could see himself now.

"Malfoy, if you please," he sighed. Ron moved to take a chair, not bothering to go anywhere near Draco. "We've some things to discuss."

[draco_isgod]

That voice sent a shockwave down his spine. That ginger was the last person he expected to see before his untimely end.

"I'd rather not," he said teeth gritted, his eyes staring at his feet. "Just get it over with, Weasley."