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Summary: Draco has been waiting his whole life... The wait is finally about to end.
Rating: G
Waiting...
Draco sat on his bed, waiting... waiting, waiting, and waiting.
He had been waiting his entire life, well, almost. Finally, the wait was going to come to an end. He would soon have to stop waiting, and start doing.
His father Lucius walked into his room, staying in the shadows.
"It's time" He whispered in his evil tone. Draco promptly got up, and strode downstairs to grab his black cloak.
His father took him into the kitchen; bid Narcissa goodbye, and disapparated with a 'crack'. Draco followed suit, but was hugged and wished good luck by his mother.
With another 'crack', the pair emerged from the shadows in some fierce winds. Many were already there, and more were coming. Hooded figures with white masks, and black cloaks.
Draco continued walking forward, as if stalking someone. He was lurking in the dark, the only light being the moon. He was waiting, once again... waiting.
Draco sighed, he had been waiting for such a long time, he didn't want to wait any longer, the cold was creeping into his cloak. He shivered, and just as he finished, a cruel, high laugh was heard.
"Welcome everyone. I am glad my plan to get you all out of Azkaban was successful. It is loyal followers like you that will ensure our rise to power. Now that we have the Dementors and the Giants on our side, nothing can stop us!" There was murmuring from the crowd of hooded figures. The high-pitched voice continued. "Now, we have some new upcoming Servants joining our cause. Im sure everyone knows them formally, but I am sure nobody has seen either of them informally, well... I think now is the time we saw one in action. Draco, will you please come up and give us a demonstration?"
Draco walked up to the Gravestone the voice seemed to be coming from. He felt a presence, but could see no one in the Pitch Black surrounding him. Mist fell, the grass was wet, and he saw a girl... a girl he knew, laying in front of him. She seemed horrified. Her face was white, and her eyes wide open. Draco saw the tear remains on her pale cheeks. It seemed a bond had been formed between them. He stepped forward, and summoning all his hatred, cried "crucio". A high cold laugh was once again heard, followed by laughs from others joining in. But he didn't laugh, he knew what it felt like to be waiting, and now this helpless girl was waiting right in front of him... waiting for him to mutter the final words she would hear. "Avada Kedavra" He cried. A green flash of light shot from his wand, and the girl was left there, limp... lying on the floor, as white as a ghost. Draco had finally finished waiting, when he woke up, bathed in sweat in his bed, to his father knocking on his door.
MOD NOTE: Edited to add spaces between paragraphs. --Faith
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His dream was playing over again, just this time, it was reality. He didn't want to kill her... but he didn't want to wait any longer. He had to make Harry Potter pay for sending his father to Azkaban. His waiting would soon be finished, but he couldn't help wanting to pull out. As he made his way to the graveyard in his dreams. He had to wait once again... waiting, the only thing he could no longer stand... waiting.
The voice came, and he stepped up. The miserable, almost dead body of Ginny Weasley was rested on a small tuft. He looked into the eyes of his victim. The feeling brought a tear to his eye. He couldn't stand waiting, but he couldn't rush into this either. He had made up his mind. He slowly walked to Ginny, the other death eaters started mumbling, what was he doing? Voldemort beckoned them back. His piercing voice commanded Draco to stop, but he was there. He bent down, laughed a cruel laugh, touched the withered body of Ginny, and disapparated along with her. He started to run, carrying the girl in his arms. As she woke up, tears streamed down her face. Draco paused, kissed her, and continued running.
Further and further, quicker and quicker... running as far away as he could. Just as he had started to hope he had finally got away from the Death Eaters undoubtedly following him, a high, cruel, malicious laugh pierced the air. It was Voldemort once again. Cracks were heard all around him. He was trapped. Now he had to wait once more. Wait to be killed, wait for the pain he would suffer.
"Crucio" cried his father. Draco fell, writhing in pain; Ginny fell to the side of him. "Avada Kedavra" He said, Ginny's eyes, along with the passion and hope, died. Her corpse was limp, and Draco was suffering more pain then was bearable.
Voldemort cackled.
"You should not have deserted me boy, nobody defies me... CRUCIO"
Draco felt a searing pain. He tried to fight it, but that just drained him of more energy.
"Lucius, prove you loyalty... kill him." Voldemort ordered. Lucius Malfoy stepped forward.
"As you wish master." He said, he raised his wand.
It seemed like an eternity. Draco was waiting... again... waiting for his father to kill him.
"Avada" Draco yelped. Waiting... waiting for one more word. "Kedav" Just another syllable. "Ra" He finished. Green light issued from his wand. Draco was once again waiting... waiting for the spell to hit.
He looked into the eyes next to him. He saw Ginny's withered corpse. He whispered, "I love you", and waited... As he was killed, he was once again waiting... waiting... waiting…
The voice came, and he stepped up. The miserable, almost dead body of Ginny Weasley was rested on a small tuft. He looked into the eyes of his victim. The feeling brought a tear to his eye. He couldn't stand waiting, but he couldn't rush into this either. He had made up his mind. He slowly walked to Ginny, the other death eaters started mumbling, what was he doing? Voldemort beckoned them back. His piercing voice commanded Draco to stop, but he was there. He bent down, laughed a cruel laugh, touched the withered body of Ginny, and disapparated along with her. He started to run, carrying the girl in his arms. As she woke up, tears streamed down her face. Draco paused, kissed her, and continued running.
Further and further, quicker and quicker... running as far away as he could. Just as he had started to hope he had finally got away from the Death Eaters undoubtedly following him, a high, cruel, malicious laugh pierced the air. It was Voldemort once again. Cracks were heard all around him. He was trapped. Now he had to wait once more. Wait to be killed, wait for the pain he would suffer.
"Crucio" cried his father. Draco fell, writhing in pain; Ginny fell to the side of him. "Avada Kedavra" He said, Ginny's eyes, along with the passion and hope, died. Her corpse was limp, and Draco was suffering more pain then was bearable.
Voldemort cackled.
"You should not have deserted me boy, nobody defies me... CRUCIO"
Draco felt a searing pain. He tried to fight it, but that just drained him of more energy.
"Lucius, prove you loyalty... kill him." Voldemort ordered. Lucius Malfoy stepped forward.
"As you wish master." He said, he raised his wand.
It seemed like an eternity. Draco was waiting... again... waiting for his father to kill him.
"Avada" Draco yelped. Waiting... waiting for one more word. "Kedav" Just another syllable. "Ra" He finished. Green light issued from his wand. Draco was once again waiting... waiting for the spell to hit.
He looked into the eyes next to him. He saw Ginny's withered corpse. He whispered, "I love you", and waited... As he was killed, he was once again waiting... waiting... waiting…
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