STG update
Oct. 26th, 2005 07:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emmagrant01As I posted yesterday, the final part of Surrender the Grey isn't ready just yet. It will be posted next week, but in the meantime, here's a little something to chew on.
Cookie for the last part:
"Draco," Voldemort said, startling him out of his thoughts. "He should suffer more before he dies. Torture him."
Draco was glad for the dim light; it hid the paleness of his face. He had no idea what to do. If he refused, the Dark Lord would become suspicious, but he couldn't imagine casting that particular spell on someone he cared for.
But he had little choice. "Yes," he said at last, his mind spinning. "I will." He raised his wand and opened his mouth, but nothing happened. He couldn't remember the word to cast the spell. He blinked and stepped forward, pointing his wand at Potter more firmly. His mind remained blank.
Potter stared back at him, and Draco heard in his mind a very clear, Do it! But he couldn't.
It's the spell, he thought. It won't let me hurt you. He saw from the subtle widening of Potter's eyes that he'd heard.
Draco lowered his wand and stepped back. "On second thought, why waste our time? I've waited years to see him die."
"Very well," the Dark Lord said, his voice disintegrating into a hiss. "Kill him."
"What?" Draco spat before he could stop himself. "But you are the one -- that is your honor, my Lord. I wouldn't dare--"
"I am giving that honor to you," the Dark Lord replied, turning toward Draco. "You are the one who managed to bring him to me when so many others have failed, have you not? So kill him. Immediately."
Draco raised his wand again, a fierce expression on his face. It wasn't even possible, even if he were willing, and the Dark Lord would discover that at any moment.
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Thanks again for your patience! See you next Wednesday. :-)
Cookie for the last part:
"Draco," Voldemort said, startling him out of his thoughts. "He should suffer more before he dies. Torture him."
Draco was glad for the dim light; it hid the paleness of his face. He had no idea what to do. If he refused, the Dark Lord would become suspicious, but he couldn't imagine casting that particular spell on someone he cared for.
But he had little choice. "Yes," he said at last, his mind spinning. "I will." He raised his wand and opened his mouth, but nothing happened. He couldn't remember the word to cast the spell. He blinked and stepped forward, pointing his wand at Potter more firmly. His mind remained blank.
Potter stared back at him, and Draco heard in his mind a very clear, Do it! But he couldn't.
It's the spell, he thought. It won't let me hurt you. He saw from the subtle widening of Potter's eyes that he'd heard.
Draco lowered his wand and stepped back. "On second thought, why waste our time? I've waited years to see him die."
"Very well," the Dark Lord said, his voice disintegrating into a hiss. "Kill him."
"What?" Draco spat before he could stop himself. "But you are the one -- that is your honor, my Lord. I wouldn't dare--"
"I am giving that honor to you," the Dark Lord replied, turning toward Draco. "You are the one who managed to bring him to me when so many others have failed, have you not? So kill him. Immediately."
Draco raised his wand again, a fierce expression on his face. It wasn't even possible, even if he were willing, and the Dark Lord would discover that at any moment.
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Thanks again for your patience! See you next Wednesday. :-)
