Draco didn't understand. What more could he do? He looked at Kingsley trying to understand what was aiming for. He was trying so hard to be open, saying things he wouldn't have dared to say to anyone else. Yet he got the idea he was failing miserably. He couldn't help but feel that he was trapped.
"What more do you want from me?! All of you had pinned me as the boy who made all the wrong choices. Labeled me as Malfoy's boy. None of you bothered to help me or try to reach out to me.
Can't you see? That we were all trapped?! Once you become His servant you only escape through death. My family wanted to leave but they couldn't! Who could they turn to for help? They had already lied once...so who would believe them a second time especially when it went against their first story?! Back then they didn't have a family to worry about. Now they did and they couldn't leave.
Even Professor Dumbledore wouldn't help me. He left me to my own devices knowing all the time I had going to do it. HAD to do it. If I didn't I was going to die and so would my family. I only did it to save them and hoping to gain some pitiful attempt at some glory. Only when the moment finally came that's when he tried to offer help. Too late then. I lost my godfather who saved me twice from Him and can never repay that back."
At this point Draco was shouting and tears were sliding down his face.
"All I wanted was respect from my father, but he always found ways to shoot me down. I tried so hard to be like him. Nothing I ever did seem to gain his respect. But I loved him and thought he was the best. All I did was want to save them. I did what everyone expected me to do...make the wrong choices. Do you think I'm proud to have this forever etched on my arm?"
Draco said and pulled away his sleeve and bandage to reveal the Dark Mark that was now slowly turning into a scar.
"I'm not. I'm ashamed to even have it. Now I'm trying to make the right decision because someone...who didn't have to gave me that chance. Remus actually believes me in. He's the first person to have genuinely reached out to me when I thought I had no one. I wanted to prove he was right to believe in me. But I guess I'm failing that too."
He looked away from Kingsley and didn't dare look at Remus. He tried to recollect himself, unsure of what would be said and done.
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"What more do you want from me?! All of you had pinned me as the boy who made all the wrong choices. Labeled me as Malfoy's boy. None of you bothered to help me or try to reach out to me.
Can't you see? That we were all trapped?! Once you become His servant you only escape through death. My family wanted to leave but they couldn't! Who could they turn to for help? They had already lied once...so who would believe them a second time especially when it went against their first story?! Back then they didn't have a family to worry about. Now they did and they couldn't leave.
Even Professor Dumbledore wouldn't help me. He left me to my own devices knowing all the time I had going to do it. HAD to do it. If I didn't I was going to die and so would my family. I only did it to save them and hoping to gain some pitiful attempt at some glory. Only when the moment finally came that's when he tried to offer help. Too late then. I lost my godfather who saved me twice from Him and can never repay that back."
At this point Draco was shouting and tears were sliding down his face.
"All I wanted was respect from my father, but he always found ways to shoot me down. I tried so hard to be like him. Nothing I ever did seem to gain his respect. But I loved him and thought he was the best. All I did was want to save them. I did what everyone expected me to do...make the wrong choices. Do you think I'm proud to have this forever etched on my arm?"
Draco said and pulled away his sleeve and bandage to reveal the Dark Mark that was now slowly turning into a scar.
"I'm not. I'm ashamed to even have it. Now I'm trying to make the right decision because someone...who didn't have to gave me that chance. Remus actually believes me in. He's the first person to have genuinely reached out to me when I thought I had no one. I wanted to prove he was right to believe in me. But I guess I'm failing that too."
He looked away from Kingsley and didn't dare look at Remus. He tried to recollect himself, unsure of what would be said and done.