The Only Thing Left (DracoxReader)

⚠️Tw: Bl**d, De*th

Draco POV:

Somehow, as soon as steps were heard in the corridor, the door opened. I sat up from the ground, my clothes covered in dust, and I walked over to the door.
Checking both ways before going out, I ran down the hall to the room where the girl was being held and tortured. I violently attempted to open it but the door was locked, not from the inside nor the outside.

"STUPID SPELL!" I yelled.
I kicked the door and it opened. A (h/c) haired girl looked up at me with a frightened look on her face. She must've thought I was my father.

"Draco?" She said lowly with fear and relief in her voice.

"(Y/n)?" I whispered, walking a little closer. "(Y/n)!"
I ran up to her and hugged her the best I could with her being tied to the chair.

"I need to get you out of here," I got behind the chair and began to find the knots.

"But your father! He'll hear you! He'll punish you if he finds out you're helping me," her voice began to break up.

"So what? I rather die than live knowing I couldn't help you."
Halfway through untying her, I noticed blood seeping from the back of her shirt and a brutal cut on her arm.

"Bloody hell (y/n) what have they done to you!" I barked, my eyes filling with tears leaving me with a feeling I hardly felt.
She began to bat her eyelids slowly as if she was about to fall into a deep slumber.

"No no no stay with me (y/n)! PLEASE! YOU'RE ALL I HAVE!" I shook her, untying the rope quicker than before.

I finally finished and by now her eyes were almost fully closed. I put my hand on her chest for signs of breathing. She was still with me. I carried her bridal style and began to run towards the door.

"Trying to escape are we?" Bellatrix cooed. "You poor thing," she teased, stepping closer to (y/n) and playing with her lip.

"LUCIUS!" Bella howled.

"What?" my father answered angrily.

"We should call the Dark Lord," she whisper shouted.

"We can't."

"Well, why not? We've got the girl here, and she'd be in the chair we left her in if it wasn't for your blood traitor of a son!"

(Y/n)'s hand twitched, bringing my attention to her. What is it I gestured. Her hand moved a bit farther. She was pointing to the floor. I changed the direction of my gaze without making it too noticeable and saw a wand laying on the dark cold floor.

But how would I get it?

The second my father and Bellatrix turned away, I quickly set her on the ground and grabbed the wand. With a quick movement, they were sent flying towards the ceiling.

"YOU COWARD!" My father growled.

I picked her back up and ran with her, dodging the spells that followed. Her mouth ajar and her eyes fluttering slowly.

       We made it to the door and just as I was about to slam it open-

"COULDN'T GET AWAY NOW COULD YA!" Bellatrix hissed.

         She had hit me with a spell, sending me to the floor with (y/n) almost fully out of my grip. I pulled her closer to me.

"LUCIUS! Take the boy and I'll take the girl. We need to have a...chat," Bella jeered, enunciating the last word slowly.

        She ripped (y/n) out my arms but I didn't have enough strength in me to fight here and I would regret that the most.
        We were taken down separate hallways. My father dragged me up the stairs while Bellatrix pulled (y/n) down the corridor. Maintaining my emotions was hard but I managed to keep the tears from falling.

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"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? MESSING WITH THE GIRL THE DARK LORD SENTENCED TO DEATH?" My father spat.
         I didn't answer.

"ANSWER ME!" He slapped me across my face.

"I WAS USING HER! YOU WANTED INSIDE INFORMATION WELL SHE'S FRIENDS WITH POTTAH!"

"You're not so stupid as you make yourself to be."

"SHE TOLD ME ALL ABOUT HIS PLANS! HIS PLANS TO 'SAVE' EVERYONE FROM- HIM."
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Reader POV:

I was pulled into a dim-lit cellar by no other than Bellatrix Lestrange. At this point, being tortured by her was a normal occurrence.

"Now I'm going to ask you to drink up," she whispered, grabbing a vial with dark green liquid inside.

Verita Serum.

Bellatrix nudged my chin upwards and poured the substance into my mouth. I attempted to squirm out of the chair but it resulted in a bitter pain from her king nails.
My eyes were still hardly open and everything around me seemed to be whirling.

"Let's give it a moment to take effect, shall we?" Lestrange faintly remarked.

         Just then, violent jolts and punches on the door were heard along with groans. There's was a sudden fight to get the door open. The thought of hope was present in my mind.