It was a dark and cloudy evening, eerily silent.
"What is this?" Narcissa asked at the gates of the Malfoy Manor.
"We're here to see He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," Fenrir Greyback replied.
"Who are you?"
"You know me! Fenrir Greyback! We've caught Harry Potter!"
"I know 'es swollen, ma'am, but it's ' 'im!" Another Snatcher chimed in.
"Bring them in," Narcissa ordered.
"Follow me. My son, Draco, is home for his Easter holidays. If that is Harry Potter, he will know."
The group followed her into a large room with dark walls and a marble fireplace.
"What is this?" Lucius asked as he and Draco walked into the rom.
"They say they've got Potter. Draco, come here," said Narcissa.
Draco was so scared that he stood firm in his spot, until his aunt captured his attention.
"Well, Draco? Is it? Is it Harry Potter?" She asked anxiously.
He took just a step forward, but even at the distance, he immediately recognized the person he had made fun of for years, the person he secretly envied.
Everyone loved Potter, but Draco always seemed to do the wrong thing no matter what it was.
Oh no...
Even though he hated him, he was the only one who could stop the Dark Lord. If he didn't, there would be darkness forever, and he would never have a future with Ed.
He shuddered imagining what it would be like under the Dark Lord's control forever.
"I can't—I can't be sure," he finally said, purposely looking away from him.
"Draco, look closely, son," Lucius grabbed the back of his neck.
Draco tensed up again. He seemed to jump at everything lately, always expecting a wand to be at his back.
"If we were the ones to hand Potter over to the Dark Lord, everything will be forgiven, all will be... as it was," Lucius reasoned.
Draco nodded, but he didn't want everything to be how it was the way his father was referring to.
"Now, we won't be forgetting who actually caught him, I hope, Mr. Malfoy?" Greyback asked.
"Of course not!" He replied impatiently.
"Don't be shy, sweetie, come over," Bellatrix grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer to Harry.
"What's wrong with his face?" Draco asked.
"Yes, what is wrong with his face?" Bellatrix repeated.
"What did you do to him?" Lucius asked.
"How did he get into this state?"
"That wasn't us," Greyback answered.
"Looks more like a Stinging Jinx to me," Lucius commented.
"Well... is it him?" His father asked once more.
"I don't know," Draco said and then walked back to the fireplace by his mother.
He felt like everyone could see through his lies, but no one said anything, so perhaps they didn't.
"We had better be certain, Lucius," said Narcissa.
"Completely sure that it is Potter, before we summon the Dark Lord... they say this is is his," she said as she inspected a wand.
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two rings and bad things
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