The End Is The Beginning Is The End
The Disappeared
Draco easily slipped inside of the suite housing his father’s current ‘pet’. With all his years and experience in the subtle art of subterfuge it was surprisingly easy. His father clearly underestimated the lengths he was willing to go to.
Granger lay asleep on her side, curled into a little ball. He felt his lower lip curl in hate. If there was one person capable of arousing his loathing more than Harry Potter it was Hermione Fucking Granger.
If Potter was the bane of his existence then Granger was a cosmic joke. She was everything he disdained and yet through some twist of fate managed to always surpass him in everything he ever set out to accomplish.
The number of nights he spent dreaming of ways to end her could not be counted. But finally, at last, those dreams would become a reality.
He crept up to the bed and pressed his hand over her mouth, immediately sending a reaction through her tiny body. She blindly reached out for the source cutting off her air supply, but because of the darkness she was essentially flailing.
When her eyes finally adjusted and he saw the glimmer of recognition followed by fear, he sighed in satisfaction.
Draco lowered his lips to her ears and whispered softly, ‘You and I are going to have such fun. Just you wait.’
Her lids lowered as she asphyxiated, and finally she passed out.
He carefully picked her up and glanced towards the way he came. The elf was standing there.
‘M-m-master—‘
‘I order you to kill yourself.’ He smiled cheerfully, ‘Right this moment.’
The elf’s eyes bulged but he had no choice but to follow the command. Draco felt like laughing. He watched with perverted enjoyment as the elf pointed his own finger at his head and something like an explosion went off.
The elf fell to the floor, and Draco clicked his tongue in disgust. He had elf brains on his robes.But he supposed it could not be helped.
With a shake of his head he turned and headed back the way he came. Most men would put as much distance between himself and here but Draco was not so stupid. One of the best ways to trick your enemy was to hide their treasure in plane sight.
She would be taken back to the dungeons. They were enormous, a dizzying maze of tunnels and rooms and traps…and Draco would be able to visit frequently enough without arousing anyone’s curiosity.
He could not wait to begin ending her life.