54 Mother’s Sweets (1/2)
He didn't know when he arrived, nor how long he was in there, only darkness.
He would stare and scream into the darkness and tug at his restraints, yet they were all useless. The darkness stared back, silently.
”MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!”
He twisted around but the restraints held strong.
”MY FATHER HOLDS A RESPECTABLE POSITION IN THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC! HE WILL IMPRISON YOU ALL WHEN HE FINDS ME IN THIS STATE!”
The boy didn't even know how he got in this state. He was talking to his minions Crabbe and Goyle in the warm and cozy Slytherin Common room.
”So how'd you attack the Camera boy Draco? Just like the cat.”
The boy looked around lazily and saw that there were a decent amount of people in the room.
”Shut up Crabbe, you are being too loud.”
”Sorry.”
”And how many times do I have to tell you? I'm not the Heir of Slytherin. All I know is that my father has something to do with it.”
The boy smirked.
”If I knew who it was, then I would help them with the job. I'd want to see that filthy mudblood know it all petrified, maybe even dead.”
The boy stopped and pondered for a bit.
”And also that arrogant mudblood next to the famous Harry Potter. Ooh do I want to see that calm expression wiped off his face.”
Crabbe and Goyle nodded their heads, albeit a bit slowly.
”So do you have any idea on what the monster is?”
The boy sighed.
”I swear, if your heads were any slower, I'd think they were going backwards. How many times did I tell you. My father didn't tell me anything. All he told me that Potter and mudbloods would suffer.”
The boy felt a slight chill in the room and shivered.
”Damn, I feel like there is a ghost in here, come in Crabbe, Goyle. Let's go to the dormitories. I bet it's warmer there.”
They got up to head up to the dormitories when Crabbe and Goyle suddenly fell down to the floor with a long piece of chain entangling both of their legs.
”What the?”
The boy turned around to look for the hidden assailant. Everyone else in the room also got up due to the commotion. However, they couldn't find anything.
Suddenly, a bottle fell onto the floor and exploded into a cloud of white smoke that caused the boy's throat to itch.
”The hell-*cough*”
The smoke then transformed into a dark black color that completely blocked off sight.
”Crabbe? Goyle?”