Green Eyed Monster | Draco Malfoy

76. Run

Chapter 76 - Run

The Dark Mark blazed in the sky like a green firework that wouldn't fade. Everything looked sickly and dangerous under its glare, making the world around me look twisted. I took a step forward, my wand drawn and nearly snapping under my grip - I needed to be ready for whatever I was about to find; including corpses. I stopped in my tracks when I came face to face with a disturbing scene...Draco had, somehow, disarmed Dumbledore and had cornered him.

"What did you do?" I asked, my voice low. "Draco, stop it."

He looked at me, wand still trained on Dumbledore and growled. "Well done; I didn't think you'd hurt Nott to get away, Audrey..."

"I didn't," I told him honestly, stepping forward slowly. "He let me go when he realized what a mistake you're making. A realization you needed to have a month ago."

"You should have stayed downstairs, Potter," Draco muttered, his eyes not quite as sharp as his tongue when he dared to look at me.

"You should have put better security on me if you wanted to keep me out of this battle," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Honestly, when will you people learn?"

"Go away, Audrey - hide while you still can. The Death Eaters will be here any minute," he advised, his eyes again moving to Dumbledore. They looked much less confident on him than they did on me.

"I can't let you do this, Draco," I whispered, shaking my head carefully. "Draco, you are not a killer...and you don't want to be."

"I'm afraid Miss Potter is right," Dumbledore voiced. I was startled by how weak he sounded, crumpled up against the wall. Had Draco already cursed him somehow? "The guilt of death leaves more than a scar, Draco. It leaves a curse-"

"How do you know?" Malfoy snapped at him.

"I know," I edged in again, taking another step forward. "Just lower your wand before I have to hurt you. I think it would really impact our relationship if you were deformed."

Draco didn't even roll has eyes at me, he couldn't take the time for jokes now. No, he was far too determined. He wrapped his hands more firmly around his wand, trying to stop the small shivers of nerves.

Alright, maybe it was time to handle this like adults.

"Miss Potter, I dare to wager that Draco will wait for his reinforcements before he decides to act - perhaps you should leave before they arrive," Dumbledore reasoned cordially, I shot him a look of wide-eyed disbelief.

"I'm not waiting for them! I don't need to," Draco said forcefully. "You don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I've done!"

"Oh, yes, I do," Dumbledore sounded grave and lightly conversational all at once while he pulled himself up a little taller. "You almost killed Katie Bell, Ronald Weasley and your dear Audrey. You have been trying, with increasing desperation, to kill me all year. Forgive me, Draco, but they have been feeble attempts...so feeble, to be honest, that I wonder whether your heart has been really in it..."

"It has been in it!" Malfoy answered vehemently. "I've been working on it all year and tonight..."

I instantly took a step farther away from the door when a muffled yell came from the foot of it. Draco stiffened, glancing at me as quickly as he could to make sure that I was still there with the two of them. Maybe he figured that the sooner they came, the sooner I'd be captured...I couldn't deny that the possibility was making me become anxious as well. Dumbledore smiled in the garish green glare of the Dark Mark which still hovered over us as if it had just been cast.