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The sun rose slowly, shining light into the dirty cell. Dirty was the right word- the entire space was covered in it. The stone floor, the metal bars, the teeny tiny window ledge, the air -even- was thick with it. The prisoner inside was not an exception, his skin was dark with dirt and sweat from the hot and humid daytime climate of the island prison. He didn’t seem bothered by this, though, because he was used to it. It turns out two weeks was all it took to adjust to being coated in dirt.
“Happy birthday to me…” Harry muttered to himself and he drew in the dirt. He was not a good singer but he wasn’t singing sincerely either. It was a mockery of a celebration. The picture he drew was simplistic but clear- a birthday cake with 18 candles. “Happy birthday to me… Happy birthday dear Harry… Happy birthday to me…”
“You can’t recover from all of your mistakes, Malfoy,” Potter said gravely.
Draco looked him in the eyes. He could feel a frown on his face when he replied, similarly sincere. “I do not care. I have a family to serve.”
[Sequel to Take Me to Voldemort.] [Rated M for violence.]
Series
- Part 2 of Take Me to Voldemort