Chapter
19
Face
of Death
Hermione's
eyes widened as they fastened on the face of Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy.
His
face was burning
with a violent fury. Draco sensed the lack of response from Hermione and
released her
lips, looking at her with curiosity. He saw the pure fear reflected in
her eyes and
written plainly
across her face. She was looking over his shoulder. Draco turned around
slowly, and
he too was suddenly hit with a sickening fear as he saw the deadly expression
on his father's
face.
"Father!" He exclaimed, attempting to cover his fear. "What an unexpected surprise."
"No doubt."
His father replied, biting off both words just as he said them, making
his simple
statement
seem like a death sentence. Draco swallowed hard, but did not remove his
gaze
from his father's
face.
"I don't have
to answer to you, Father!" Draco spat the last word out, as though it was
something
vile. His father's face suddenly became a death mask as he looked at his
rebellious
son and the
arm which was still wrapped around the girl. Suddenly, Lucius Malfoy lost
control
completely
and screamed at his son.
"You are Lord
Voldemort's heir, yet you go around kissing disgusting inferior mudbloods!
You do not
deserve to be a Malfoy! You've destroyed the reputation of our family with
your
foolish and
wretched bheaviour!"
Hermione looked
shocked. Lucius had just admitted that he was in league with Lord
Voldemort,
and it seemed he was pretty high up rank-wise if Draco was intended to
be
Voldemort's
heir.
"I don't care
what you think! I think our reputation is bad enough because of your association
with Voldemort
anyway! People already think that! I do NOT serve Voldemort and I do
NOT serve
you! I'm not a true Malfoy and I never want to be!" Draco declared triumphantly.
He grinned
as Lucius' face contorted with rage. Suddenly, Lucius' hand whipped inside
his
robes where
he brought out his wand.
"I will make
you see who and what you are Draco Malfoy, even if I have to hurt your
precious
mudblood to
prove it!" Hermione paled as he pointed the wand at her.
"Crucio!" He screamed.
"No!" Draco
yelled as he dove in front of Hermione. He immediately screamed out as
he
was hit with
the cruciatus curse. He fell to the ground as pain, white hot and fiery,
shot through
his veins.
Every fibre of his body cried out for mercy, yet the pain still hit him
wave after wave.
Lucius Malfoy
faltered slightly, but immediately an evil glinted in his eyes and he looked
at
Hermione,
almost challenging her.
Hermione was
crying in fear, pleading with Lucius to release his son from the terrible
curse,
as Draco started
writhing in terrible agony. Hermione refused to run, refused to leave Draco's
side, yet
she her mind was freezing over with fear as to what Lucius Malfoy had planned.
After ten agonising
minutes, Draco collapsed unconscious, his face deathly pale, his muscles
twitching
involuntarily. Lucius Malfoy finally turned his wand from his son, his
face eerily calm.
The tears
in her eyes blurred Hermione's sight. She was relieved that he was at last
free from
the pain of
the curse, yet worried at his present condition. She longed to hold his
hand, kiss
everything
away until he woke up and reassured her with beautiful blue eyes shining
that he
would be all
right.
Lucius turned to Hermione, his lips curled in a cruel sneer.
"And as for
you, you filthy mudblood..." His voice trailed away as he pointed his wand
at
Hermione's
face. Hermione suddenly knew, without a doubt, what her punishment would
be.
Death. The
most horrible curse of all. She readied herself to jump out of the way,
but she
stumbled,
just as he cast it.
"Avada Kedavra!" He yelled.
It was her
fall that saved her. She felt the woosh of something extremely hot fly
over her head.
She saw him
raise his wand once more, and knew that she was staring into the face of
death.
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