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The Cousin Of Ipswich

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Summary: After refusing the Dark Mark the summer after 5th year, Draco Malfoy runs to his cousin Reid Garwin in Ipswich, Massachusetts.

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DemonChildeKyraFR151835,970610928,19315 Aug 0820 Mar 10No

Refusal And Running

The Cousin of Ipswich


Title: The Cousin Of Ipswich

Author: Kyra

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, I don’t own it! If I did, I probably wouldn’t be writing fanfiction.

Summary: After refusing the Dark Mark the summer after 5th year, Draco Malfoy runs to his cousin Reid Garwin in Ipswich, Massachusetts.

Pairings: I know what they’re going to be, but I’m not spoiling it yet. You’ll just have to wait to find out!

Spoilers: HP – Starts the summer after 5th year, so everything up through OotP. Covenant – Starts the summer after the movie, so almost a year later. Chase is dead and all four Sons have just graduated and they’ve all Ascended.

Warnings: None yet.

A/N: I know I shouldn’t be starting another story, but this idea just wouldn’t leave me alone. Hopefully, you’ll all like it and that’ll make up for me starting yet another story.

A/N2: Special thanks to TouchoftheWind for yet another wonderful banner!

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Chapter 1: Refusal And Running



“No.” It was all Draco Malfoy could do to keep his voice steady as he voiced his refusal, knowing that it could very well be the last thing he ever did.

Red eyes narrowed to slits in anger, “What did you sssay?”

Draco straightened his spine and glared straight at the…thing in front of him, he wouldn’t call him a man, not with a face like that. “I said, ‘No’. I’m not taking your damn Mark.”

Voldemort glared at the teen in front of him. “You do realize that your refusssal could cosssst you your life?” He hissed.

Draco nodded his head sharply once, inwardly cursing his mother for this, wonderful birthday present his ass! Servitude was not his idea of a great sixteenth birthday present. “I’d rather be dead than bow down to some hypocritical half-blood megalomaniac,” He replied, ignoring the gasps and murmurs that sprung up from the Death Eaters surrounding him at his words.

Anger flashed across Voldemort’s face and his wand flew up to point at Draco, ‘CRUCIO!’ He roared furiously.

Draco clamped his jaw shut against the scream that rose in his throat as he fell to his knees in front of the furious Dark Lord. After a few minutes he felt the curse let up though his body continued to twitch from the after affects. He slowly pushed himself back to his feet and stared defiantly at the crimson eyes.

“Have you changed your mind?” Voldemort asked as he stroked his wand.

“No,” Draco replied, “And I’m not going to either.”

“Hmm, we’ll see. Crucio!”

Draco locked his jaw once more as the pain spread through his body and he once more fell to his knees. The curse didn’t let up as quickly this time and after a few moments Draco fell to the floor with a short scream, curling into a fetal position against the pain.

Voldemort let up the curse and watched as the Malfoy heir twitched on the ground in front of him. “How about now?” He asked.

Draco breathed deeply, trying to move past the pain. Ever so slowly, he inched his hand up to his throat and the long chain that hung there. He kept his movements slow so as not to attract attention to what he was doing. As his fingers closed around the small pendant at the end of the chain he looked up at the Dark Lord and smirked. He made sure to speak clearly and slowly, making sure that everyone heard him. “Still no. My answer isn’t going to change, so you can just kiss. My. Arse,” He said.

The Dark Lord fairly growled in his anger and pointed his wand at Draco once more, “Avada Kedavra!” He cried.

Just before the spell would have hit, Draco whispered the word to activate the port key he had in his hands and disappeared, the spell hitting the stone floor harmlessly.

Voldemort screamed in rage as the teen disappeared and turned to his Death Eaters. “Find him!” He yelled, “He won’t live long enough to return to Hogwarts this year.”

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Draco landed with a soft ‘oof’. He let out a whimper of pain as he looked around the room he’d landed in. He was in a large, expensively decorated living room. He slowly and painfully pushed his way back to his feet and took a step toward the door, another whimper escaping him as he stumbled, barely managing to catch himself on the back of the couch. He looked up as he heard footsteps approaching and his vision swam, the living room becoming a blur. A second later he heard the footsteps abruptly stop as whoever the belonged to presumably caught sight of him. There were several gasps and then Draco heard a vaguely familiar voice.

“Draco?!”

Draco whimpered in pain again and tried to focus in the direction the voice had come from. “Reid?” He asked before his legs gave out on him and he hit the floor hard, his world going black around him as he slipped into unconsciousness.

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Well, what did you think? I know it’s short but future chapters will definitely be longer. I really hope nobody is too mad about me starting another story.

Anyway, please leave a review and let me know what you think!

~ Kyra
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