Do you know? (Who you are?)
A Drarry dialogue only microfic. 870 words // @drarrymicrofic
“I don’t hate you. I couldn’t.”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Why did you do this?”
“I wanted to ruin you.”
“You ruined yourself.”
“I was ruined long before you. I’m ruined now.”
“You’re a portrait Malfoy. You’re a picture on a wall. ”
“So your glasses clearly work.”
“Why did you do this?”
“Always dim Potter. Always seeing. Never understanding. A pawn. Never a king. Never a poet. Barely a soldier.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You might have had him in your head Potter. But I had him in my bed. Literally.”
“Why did you do this?”
“Why did you do this?”
“Do what?”
“Win.”
“I didn’t. I-I couldn’t. It wasn’t a choice Malfoy.”
“It was.”
"No it wasn't."
"Did it feel good then-"
"I leave. I'll go."
"A pig for slaughter. The priest's favorite sacrificial lamb."
“It was good to feel needed. If I wasn’t wanted then I was going to be needed. And if I wasn’t needed, then I was going to be used.”
“You were used. A pawn, like I said.”
“You’re a painting on the wall Malfoy. What do you know?”
“Everything I did when I was alive Potter.”
“So then you know why you did this?”
“Of course.”
“You’re still a git I see.”
“Hard not to be.”
“Just fucking tell me.”
“All hard work and no pay off makes Harry Potter so sad.”
“Malfoy.”
“Potter.”
“I didn’t save your life for this. It was never sick or twisted or a favour to be repaid.”
“And?”
“AND? What ‘and’ Malfoy? There is no and. The war was won and I still lost.”
“Pity.”
“I see you didn’t change. Or is your portrait persona charmed to be as aggravating as possible?”
“You know Potter, I only ever wanted to be your friend.”
“You made that hard.”
“I did. On purpose I think. I was only ever loved out of obligation.”
“Your parents loved you.”
“Not enough to save me.”
“There had to have been someone else. Anyone.”
“No.”
“No there was no one? Or no you didn’t even consider anyone else?”
"No Potter, there wasn't anyone else. Just me and you and my parents and Him."
"Me?"
“I gave you everything you fool. I wanted you so desperately in life, that you had to have me in death.”
“What?”
“Don’t make me say it again.”
“What.”
“I was infatuated with you Potter. I was git because it was the only way I could get your attention.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
"Tell you? Oh, he's funny now."
"I never thought you wanted to be saved."
"You'd have done me a favour to let me burn."
"I'm so-"
“You rejected me. Over and over. In Madame Malkins. At Hogwarts. You hated me so much and I just couldn’t hate you.”
“Malfoy-“
“I’m not finished. If you hated me, then I had to be worse, I had to deserve it. Don't you see Potter?"
"See what?"
"I'm only whoever they tell me to be."
"We all have a choice."
"Then you cut me open in the bathroom with a spell you didn’t understand and while I bled out, you ran.”
“I never apologised for that.”
“You don’t. And I wouldn’t accept it.”
“I can’t accept the manor.”
“You will. This is penance.”
“You don’t get to tell me that.”
“That day in the bathroom Potter. I almost died. I was thankful that if I did, it was at your hands. Not his.”
“The manor. The vaults. The title. I can’t. I’m not a Malfoy.”
“I deigned to be an ending. The Noble House of Malfoy will be no more. I gave the wards the gift of blood and in return they gave me the sacrifice of choice.”
“What do I do?”
“Win. You win Potter. And this time you mean it.”
“I wish you were here Draco.”
“No you don’t Potter. You wish someone was there to hold your hand.”
“I think I’d quite like to have you hold my hand.”
“No Potter, you wouldn’t. This isn’t a declaration of love. This is just an ending.”
“I didn’t save you for it to end up this way.”
"Did you know, Potter, that muggles have this thing called 'God'? Apparently he can fix anything, but you have to pray hard enough. So every night of the war I'd close my eyes and pray to him. I'd pray to be saved because no one else would save me."
"Are you trying to tell me that God answered your prayers?"
"No Potter. I'm trying to tell you that if you could see past the war, you'd realise that I'm not a bad person. Only one of us here ever successfully cast an unforgivable."
"I had to cast them. I did." "Oh."
"Not so different after all, are we?"
"You still lost the war."
"I lost long before the war."
"Tell me."
"Lambs are only raised to be bred or slaughtered."
"Which of those am I?"
"Harry, some are both."
"Don't call me that."
"By your name?"
"Yeah."
"Let's not imbue power in things that don't need it Harry, we all know how that worked out last time. I am just a painting after all."
