Live Another Lie (FR-15; HP: Draco/Millicent)
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Live Another Lie Author:
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Post OotP, AU book six & seven Summary:
I’m gonna change everything wrong in me Words:
Somewhere in the numbering of the fic requests, vampiric_mcd’s requests got numbered in the same fic set…so is the only requestee to get both requests in one collection. *le sigh*. Dedication: To vampiric_mcd, who requested the characters and the quote source.
Twenty-Two for Twenty-Two
Live Another Lie
It had been awkward to say the least. She’d never meant to let things go so far, let her heart crack open to him. It was a risky thing, showing true emotions that could be used against her. She’d never been able to deny him a thing, even when they were children playing silly games, Millicent had always let Draco get his way.
She cared for him as much as she cared for the rest of her housemates, but Draco had always had a special place in her heart. Which was why it was devastating to see the agony contorting his features when he got the owl from St. Mungo’s. Narcissa Malfoy had been killed in ‘friendly’ fire during a raid on the Malfoy estate following the attack on the Ministry in which his father had been implicated.
So it was Millicent who dragged him from the bowls of dungeon in a drunken pained stupor. It was Millicent who hid him from Snape’s rampage at finding his prized Ogden’s Firewhisky supply completely obliterated. It was Millicent he kissed and groped in order to feel something, anything other than his pain. It was Millicent he poured his anger, lust, hate, and devastation into.
And it was Millicent that he forgot about in the morning, his head pounding with a hangover and his body oddly sated. It was Millicent’s heart he broke when he slipped from her bed without a single word to the girl. And it was Millicent who never said a thing to him from the remainder of the year, begging off group outings and plans to study more with her Ravenclaw tutor. It was Millicent who gave their child up nine months later, to a Wizarding couple that had tried for years to have a baby. It was Millicent that grieved her loss alone, because he couldn’t or chose not to remember the night that had meant so much to her. Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken, it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way