Monster

Parchment 36: Gone

Draco walks around, again, after that whole event with the Headmaster and Mrs. Pomfrey just keeps playing over and over in his head. Just what could have happened with Nebula. Kidnapped? Taken away? Run away? Is she being tortured at this very moment by the Death Eaters? Sweat starts to go down his forehead, his pacing also increasing speed.

"Draco, you need to calm down," he tells himself, he can't let anyone else see him like this.

He's Draco Malfoy, he's part of the Malfoy family, he is important in this society. He cannot let anyone see him like this, no, no. He cannot let anyone in his family know about his swinging moods and behaviors, especially the thing with Nebula, and how it is affecting him in a weird way.

A knock comes on his door, he stays still and tries to figure out just who it could be.

"Malfoy, I would like to talk to you, there are others out here currently, all of your reasons are the same.."

Nebula..

He straightens his slouched shoulders and resets his emotions, blank and ready to make a rude comment at any time.

Draco opens the door and there stands Dumbledore, the golden trio, Flint, Mavis and the red head annoying twins. All of them with their heads down, not letting him see their faces.

"Now, let us leave.." That trip to Dumbledore's office was the most longest and awkwardest experiences ever in his whole life.

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"Is she coming around?"

"Hard to tell, she isn't showing any signs or body movements from the poison that was injected by the snake in the shower. It wasn't enough to do this much harm to her, but there is something different..."

"Of course there is fool, she is the daughter of Mr. Quest, since he failed the first time, that bloody idiot," the voice hisses.

"Well, now that she is here with us, we can try to, how to say this, persuade her to join.."

"Of course, she most definitely will under these circumstances that we will place her in. Both physically and mentally.." Two small cracks come, supposing to be evil laughs.

I start to stir around and open my eyes. Two faces are in front of me, the one I know right away while the other leaves me wondering why they look very familiar.

"Welcome Nebula," I clench my fist and try to raise my hand to get my wand but, oh twist, my hands and arms are in chains. I'm strapped to a table. "Oh now no need for that, I'm glad I got a hold of you though, before someone else got you first.." He pulls out his wand. The nose-less person just smiles down at me with the most pleasured face.

"Mrs. Quest, your father will be very pleased that you will be joining us. Very, very soon.." The second man smiles and places his two hands on my left arm. He walks over, his wand in hand and a permanent smile on his face.

The tip of his wand gets placed on my arm, that's when it all comes back. A huge Deja Vu moment.

My dream.

My nightmare.

My..vision.

It's coming true.

I open my mouth to talk or scream at him, but nothing comes out. My heart races through my veins at a speed that would probably kill an ordinary muggle, but I'm different. And I'm going to become more different by force.

I don't want to be one of them!

I don't want to be one of them!

I don't want this to happen!

"Now, let me see what is inside that pretty head of yours..." A forked tongue goes across my cheek and inside my ear. "Ah, him," he lets out a loud and ominous laugh, "he will be getting his very soon, and then you two will be together..."

"Forever."

Then the unbearable pain starts to fill my arm. Daggers starting to trace a mark that is unremovable in this world. Tears start to fill my eyes, I have to fight back!

I HAVE TO FIGHT BACK!

But how..

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All of those who were called by Dumbledore were sent away back to their own common rooms, all silent and pale faces. Neither of them knew what happened to Nebula, then Headmaster told them what he thought could have happened. That news brought Hermione and Mavis to tears, Harry, Flint and Draco filled with anger, the twins worrying about her and Ron just stood their silent not giving in to his emotions that he isn't letting anyone else see.

Hermione continues to wipe the tears from her face while Mavis keeps dabbing her own with a clothe she keeps in her pocket.

"But..she can't be.. She can't be with him.. She just can't be.." Hermione croaks, Ron rests a hand on her shoulder and squeezes it tightly.

"We can only hope.." Harry whispers. "I just hope she isn't in.."

"Pain?" Draco jumps in, all Gryffindor eyes go to him. "She is in pain, when isn't she in pain, she's fooled us all no matter what events occur.." With that smile on her face or always punching me, or even in Quidditch practice, it's in everything she does. She hides her pain.

"But what can we do?"

"Just hope that nothing..bad happens to her..yet..." Draco finishes, he takes his own way down towards the dungeon. Once through the painting he gets a hand on shoulder jerking him to face a face he knows.

"Where is she."

"Not here."

"Malfoy tell me this very instant!"

"Quest, I would have told you if I knew." Draco pushes Andrews hand away from his shoulder. The two males stare each other down, waiting for the other to react.

"You better be telling the truth Draco. Or you will pay.." Andrew threatens him, Draco turns his back to him and starts to walk away.

"I am telling the truth," Draco turns his head so Andrew just sees his profile, "if I knew where she was, I'd be there by now..."