Draco Malfoy Imagines

//crazy

I don't know what this imagine is. I was bored and I thought it would be interesting. It's short with little context but if you watch Harry Potter or have common sense you have a good chance at understanding what's going on. I'm sorry don't judge me......or judge me but do it silently please.
Btw I don't read for typos any more ain't no one got time for that so if there are any in this one or past ones or future ones just know it's because I'm lazy.
Enjoy this trash.

All Death Eaters sitting at the table sat in silence.
Y/n stared her father down from across the table.

"Of course father...you could try to kill me but it wouldn't be so successful. Consider me with the same privilege as you."
The Dark Lord's face was stiff. He stared at his daughter carefully planning his next move.

"What have you done." He simply asked her.

"Oh father. I did the same thing you did years ago...only better. You might want to cross a name off your list of these pathetic people."
Y/n spoke with her hands. She has a face of disgust towards everyone in the room. She continued speaking.
She sunk down in her thrown with a smirk. She knew the extent to her plan was evil. She was paying for it mentally and physically.
Her thoughts became more dark. Her appearance had been altered since the last time anyone had seen her. Her skin was paler, her eyes we visibly sunken in and darker, her skin was slightly snake like in various places...though not visible under her robes.
Draco noticed this. He knew what she had done.
He knew what her intentions were and he also knew the cost she would suffer greatly.

"HOW DARE YOU BETRAY YOUR OWN FATHER." The Dark Lord yelled from the opposite side of the table.
"Your own flesh and blood. Your own values. What you are planning will fail. And you will die."

Y/n slammed her palms down on the table. Everyone  around the table jumped. The silence was dangerous.
"We'll see who's really gonna die in the end. What you have here..it's gonna crumble. You should be proud of me father..I'm just as crazy as you." She giggled.

That's what Draco liked about her. She was crazy and for the right reasons.
She wasn't evil. She just did evil things for the greater good of the world. Sacrificing her sanity for the death of her father was the best thing she could do.
If a couple Death Eaters die at her hands she thought of it as a favor to the world. Though she hated her father and his followers she made sure the Malfoy's would be safe from harm.

A cloud of black smoke appeared as Y/n disappeared.
Draco knew where she was going and he intended to meet her there after the meeting.

—

Draco carefully walked down the dark tunnel that lead into the Shrieking Shack.
"Y/n?" He called out into the dusty building.
She sat in the far left corner. A smile was plastered on her face.
"You did it?" He asked her walking towards her.
"Antonin Dolohov....he put up quite the fight."
She sighed.
She never wanted to hurt anyone. But a Death Eater for the destruction of Lord Voldemort was worth it.

"You crazy bitch." Draco smirked.
Y/n jumped out of her seat and skipped towards him.
"You know it's what you like best about me" she smirked back at him.
He wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss.
"It's what I love about you."
His voice vibrated against her lips. It sent tickles down her spine.
She pulled away

"Potter and his....his friends...are working on their part of the plan." She told Draco.
He nodded his head.

"Where's yours?" He asked her.
A small giggle escaped her lips.
"Now why would I tell you."
Draco gave her a puzzled look
"Come on love tell me." He asked her again.

A smirk grew onto her lips
"Make me" she growled.