Not this time.
Still keeping my wand up, holding back Voldemort's magic back, I stand. I hear Ron, Hermione, and Luna. I can hear Neville. I watch my friend, so shy and soft before, bravely kill the snake I've hated all my life. Draco, now only a few feet away, pulls his own wand. Harry joins me.
"You don't have to do this alone, Dyl!" Harry calls to me.
I nod. "Help!" I call to my friends. I know that my father won't call to the others. I know it. "Hermione! Ron! Harry! Nev! Luna! Draco! Please! Do something!"
Harry's magic joins mine. Draco steps beside me, takes my hand in his, and I see his magic join in too. Hermione and Ron rush to help the others, to defeat the Death Eaters.
I step forward, and continue walking. The guys stay behind me.
"Father," I say, my voice venom. "All my life I have feared you. Feared that you would hurt me, send someone to hurt me. Feared that you would harm my friends. Lately, I feared that you would harm the man I love. Now? I fear I will enjoy killing you. Because I know I will."
He glares at me. "Back down girl, and I will give him yo you."
"Give him to me? Father, you can't give draco to me. I am already his."
Voldemort snarls. I can feel my uncle's pride, even though he is no longer here.
I smile, dropping my wand. Everyone gasps, Draco yells my name in terror. The others' magic fades out, leaving me nose-to-n... well, nose-to-chest and he doeant have a nose.
"You are a bloody-"
"I'm everything you have to say and more. But you know what happened? All those times I was raped and beaten? I learned to be me. I learned to be something great."
"How did it feel? Being used?" He laughs.
I feel my whole body heat up, feel my eyes fade to red.
Voldemort collapses, then my world goes black.
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Broken (A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction)
FanfictionDylan isn't normal like her family. She's a witch, accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, like her Uncle Snape. But there's one issue. she can't be sorted into just one house. Oh, and her father is none other than Voldemort.
