A very long short fic - -* Since I couldn't think of anything, I wrote a fic. I don't know why the plot kept running into my head.

For those who are secretly hurt that there are no scenes

NC

I'm sorry. Hyde doesn't want to change the rating or the kids will be distracted. 555.5

...in the dark...

...Everything is terrifying...

...if you step into that night...

...will fall back Farewell from the darkness...

...It is difficult, like the sun will set in the west direction...

...a flickering light The path of opportunity...

...It's all gone, there's no way out, so we have to move on...

...stepping deeper into the night is inevitable...

...and the final way to step out of the dark path...

...There is only death, the only way, the last...

In the cold, bleak night The black sky was covered with clouds. Covering the entire vast expanse The clouds swirled and made a sound. Loud and loud and uninterrupted. A white light flashed before the sound. The sea of ​​ships rained down without stopping. From above to below consecutively And the wind rages and carries the rain

Carry out the dry branches and leaves of the trees Floating in the air...

Tonight, the atmosphere was cold and frightening. Darkness shrouded the whole world. Moreover, the rain was still falling and the wind was blowing strong. And there's no sign of stopping. The humid and cold air made the night seem both gloomy and sad at the same time.

In the darkness, there stood a large mansion that stood out against the shadows of the night. The gray bricks blended in with the darkness of the night, but the large mansion still stood out in the darkness. Its large size indicates that the owner of this mansion is very wealthy and stable. and with the art of decoration The strange and anachronistic shape of the mansion indicated that it was located here.

Here for many decades

Malfoy Mansion...

Now the luxurious mansion has become the gathering place for a group of wizards known as Death Eater They were able to gather and have a secret meeting here because one of them was the owner of the manor. He was Lucius Malfoy, the current head of the Malfoy family. He is also the right-hand man of the Demon Lord Voldemort.

Lucius has escaped from Azkabak prison and now sits in his mansion's library. The library had many bookshelves organized into categories. In the corner to the left of the room, next to the door, there was a navy blue velvet sofa set in front of a marble fireplace. In the fireplace, the firewood burned with red-orange flames that danced brightly and radiated heat without stopping.

Lucius sat in a navy blue armchair by the fireplace. In the cross-legged position In his right hand he held a goblet filled with blood-red grape wine. The left arm rests on the edge of the chair. A hand so pale that it had never been exposed to sunlight loosely held his rounded chin. A pair of silver eyes, sharp as blades, stared at the fire. In his eyes was an image of orange flames.

It was like a flame was burning those silver eyes, and within the gray optics, there was a glint of confusion and sorrow. A pair of sharp eyes stared blankly at the flames. The face that usually displayed pride and arrogance was now gone. Now he looked pale and tired. In my head I kept asking the question over and over again:

How much longer... How long will it be before I can escape this vicious cycle of life?

Due to being in Azkabak for several months This caused the body's once perfectly proportioned color and softness to disappear, leaving only a gaunt and gaunt body. and body skin that was so pale that the veins could be clearly seen But because of the muscles that are there, this body still looks somewhat elegant. Lucius's signature light golden hair was now roughly parted down the middle.

Even though normally it was parted on the side and rolled up into a loop.

and dressing differently Normally, he was fully dressed, luxurious and dignified, but now he was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and a few top buttons unbuttoned, revealing a smooth, white chest. Makes him now look like a charming young man, not a smart man in every way.

Meanwhile, the mansion owner was silently in a trance. In the library, the only sounds of the rain and wind could be heard. The library door slowly opened. The sound of the door hinges screeching softly but loudly echoed in this quiet room. Awakening the young man from his trance Then he instinctively turned to the door.

But he looked back at the fire as usual when he saw who had opened the door.

"What do you want...Severus?"

A low voice came from the owner's thin lips, softly and coldly. The visitor closed the door softly. He walked towards Lucius slowly and condescendingly. Severus stopped behind a long sofa, three or four paces away from Lucius's armchair.

“My lord is calling for you. He told me to meet him in the room..."

A low voice said softly. and was cold, toneless, and emotionless. The figure covered entirely in black robes stood still like a statue. A hand that was as pale as Lucius's rested on the back of the sofa. The two were silent for a moment until the owner of the light blonde hair spoke up.

"Okay...I'll go now."

When Severus received Lucius' answer he immediately turned back to the door. The black cloak fluttered with the force of the twist. But before walking out of the room, he said one last thing.

"Master also told me not to wait too long..."

Then he left the room. Lucius remained in the same position for a moment, thinking about something. Then he put down his wine glass and slowly stood up from his chair, as if exhausted. A slender white hand reached out and picked up a black ribbon that was draped over the edge of the table next to the armchair. The ribbon in his hand was used to hold back his golden hair.

He tied it loosely enough to hold my hair.

Then decided to take a step and walk out of the room. Then he headed towards the boss's room. Lucius walked up to the main hallway that connected the entrances and exits of all the rooms on the ground floor. The sound of his leather shoes hitting the floor echoed rhythmically as he walked. Silver eyes were now devoid of any emotion.

It was cool and calm.

It was dark along the way. Because right now it's very late and everyone else is probably asleep. But today Severus had to be the one patrolling security to prevent the Aurors from ambushing him. Lucius walked up the stairs slowly. Hand holding the railing loosely Right now he felt like he was in hell...

In the past, being a hot-blooded teenager made him make mistakes in judgment. Choose the wrong path and chose to walk towards the terrible darkness When you realize you've stepped in the wrong direction The mind thinks backwards. But it wasn't too late. He couldn't turn back. There's no chance. There's no way, there's no more...

No one is too late to turn back...

It's not true in real life. So is being a Death Eater. Once you are, you can't quit. If you want to quit, you have to die. If you want to lay down your hands, you will be killed. If you want to escape, you must stay hidden. If you want to change vegetables, who will join? Having traveled this journey, we must continue on...

Pretending, pretending to be loyal in order to survive, following orders like a faithful dog in order to live, having to bow your head in fear for the rest of your life, carrying a stigma attached to it until the day you die. He couldn't want to live a normal life. Ten years ago, he would have been proud to be part of the Death Eaters. Proud to be the Demon Lord's right-hand man.

But now it's changed...

But now I have a family... A family that loves him and he loves him. He has a proud son and a wonderful wife. There is nothing more wonderful than this. When it comes to power and money, he has a lot. obtained from ancestors The reputation of the Malfoy family was tarnished because of him. How funny...

It was really because of his recklessness in the past. Unstoppable thirst for power It's like they say power is like a glass overflowing. Never fit... causing them to face hardships at the end of their lives But to think about it now is too late... Now he must perform his duties as a good subordinate better than before.

To protect his son and wife Because if things go wrong, his family's life will definitely end...

This is because of him It was because of him that the family had to suffer... Because his stupid brain thought that the Demon Lord would never return to power and power again. It was this thought that made him decide to retire and have a family and heir to follow the duties of a clan head.

The young man's thoughts stopped when he felt himself arrive in front of his son and wife's room. Tonight Narcissa and Draco slept together. Normally, she would sleep with Lucius, but today Draco was sick. It wasn't his body that was in pain, but his mind that was repeating the situation because of the pressure he was in right now.

Lucius' pale hand rested lightly on the door. Then place your forehead touching the door leaf. If possible, he wanted to open this door. He walked over and hugged his son and wife. Go in and kiss me goodnight. Saying good night, saying goodbye before going to bed, saying good night, but now that's not possible.

Lucius abandoned that thought and retreated from the door and walked toward a room that was three or four rooms away from his wife and son's rooms. It was definitely the room of the person who had called him. Lord Voldemort Lucius never once mentioned this person's name. Maybe because of respect, but that was in the past. But in the present, it is because of fear.

Knock, Knock, Lucius knocked softly on the door a few times. Then he stated his own visit.

"My lord Lucius.."

As soon as Lucius' voice fell, the door to the room opened. He slowly stepped over the threshold and kept his eyes on the ground, which was due to his habit of always keeping his head high. Then the hoarse but frightening voice of the room owner sitting on the sofa rang out. This made Lucius' body twitch slightly.

"Leave it to me for a long time. What are you doing? Lucius..."

“Sorry, sir. I felt tired so I walked towards you slowly.."

Thin lips said tremblingly. The young man's face was pale. The figure covered in the pitch-black robes of the Dark Lord rose from his seat. Walking over to Lucius's taller figure, who trembled. Blood red eyes looked at Lucius' body from head to toe. Then he opened his lips and spoke softly, like a whisper.

“When you look like this, you look good in a different way. You know, Lucius."

A sly smile spread from the Demon Lord's pale lips. A cold hand grabbed Lucius's chin and pushed it up hard. Lucius frowned in pain. A grim smile still appeared on the Dark Lord's deformed face. before shouting an authoritative voice at Lucius.

“Eyes on me, Lucius. Don't hide, I don't like it. Then lift your head up like you like to do..”

"Sorry, sir."

Lucius raised his head as ordered. Silver eyes looked at the blood colored eyes in awe. The Dark Lord removed his hand from Lucius's chin and walked slowly around behind Mr. Malfoy. Then started speaking again

“You escaped from Ashkaban because I saved you. Actually, I want you to stay there for another year. As punishment for making mistakes again and again. And your reckless son still failed to kill that old bastard.”

"I'm sorry I didn't teach my son well."

"Just the wind that comes out of your mouth won't wash away the guilt of you and that child, Lucius..."

The Dark Lord's voice grew louder and sounded many times more frightening. He walked over to face Lucius again. It made Lucius gasp. and felt that the air in this room would gradually decrease

"Then my lord called me here because..."

"Called to punish you, friend..."

Voldemort cut in. Then he pulled out his wand. Then he pointed to the underside of Lucius' chin. Lucius clenched his mouth into a straight line, clenching his jaw loudly, and tried to lift his chin as high as possible to clear the end of the stick. The Demon Lord smiled, satisfied with his subordinate's expression.

“Lucius, do you know of my subordinates? You are the person who catches my eye the most in terms of looks and appearance.”

Lucius's eyes widened in shock. His lord's words Made me feel goosebumps all over my body. Voldemort slowly lowered the wand from under his chin. The red eyes now glowed like flames. Making Lucius not dare to meet those eyes, he turned his eyes away.

"Ugh.."

A short, heavy sound came from the Demon Lord's throat. After that, he flicked the stick in his hand and found it towards the bed. Lucius' body immediately floated along the wood. His head hit the headboard hard. His handsome face twisted in pain again. Pale hands lifted himself up into a half-sitting, half-lying position.

Silver eyes rolled back in fear.

"If I punish you It's done using this method."

A sneering smile spread across his lips. A hoarse voice sounded into the blonde haired young man's ears, causing a chill to run down his spine. A figure covered in black quickly walked towards the bed and crouched over the young man's body. The white wand was pointed under the chin again.

"Please Master, don't do this. Please..."

A trembling voice came out of Lucius' mouth with difficulty. He tried to escape but both his arms were pinned to the bed by some kind of binding magic. Right now, those blood-red eyes radiated a ferocious predator. Now he was like a helpless chick.

"This is your punishment..Lucius"...

It's like falling into hell...it's torture...both physically and mentally....it almost hurts to the point of death...now there's nothing left...honor has been ruined. Until it's crushed... Tears that had dried up for ten years were flowing again... To your own gender...

When will it end?... When will this vicious cycle of life end?

How long will I have to endure this kind of suffering?

This life is really funny. Funny about a life full of filth.

It's all gone, it's all gone, the dignity of life...

Truly sexless... Shameful

It's like everything is extinguished. In my head my brain is white I felt pain all over my body as if my body would split into two parts. colic and tightness in the lower abdomen Weak hands Now the ferocity of a wild animal stopped, it was long, fast, and merciless. The trembling figure lay on its side, a white bed that was now smeared with red and white liquid.

"Go away, this is the end of your punishment."

Voldemort squeezed the naked figure's jaw hard. It will grind it to shreds. and pushed hard until the body rolled off the bed. Lucius clenched his fists painfully. The lip was bitten until it bled. He struggled to lift himself up. Try to find a place to pull yourself up. His trembling hands covered him with the white robe hanging on the bedside cabinet.

"Please, sir."

He said softly and tiredly. As he bowed his head, his superior, who was lying on his side, turned to look at him with a sneering expression and a fake smile. The limp figure slowly walked out of the room and staggered. A limp hand twisted the doorknob slowly to open and close the door.

The blood flowing from the channel below began to soak into the white robes. Most embarrassing... Lucius held on to the balcony railing and walked slowly and wearily. His silver eyes were vacant, like a soul leaving his body. His pale cheeks were filled with tear stains. The neck area was bruised and red in many places.

"Ah!"

The figure who repeated it felt like he was walking and bumping into someone. Having seen this embarrassing condition.... Malfoy looked up at the body he had hit. The sight before him made Lucius feel even more embarrassed when the person who saw him was Severus Snape.

“Come on, do you want to speak with respect or ridicule? Please disrespect anything."

Lucius's voice was now husky and soft. He lowered his head and looked at the ground, not daring to meet the eyes of the person in front of him. When he looked up Severus' eyes widened in shock. But it narrowed and looked at the trembling figure.

"Dammit!!"

Lucius cursed under his breath. His body was now deformed. because of the strength to stand any longer His body collapsed before it even touched the ground. There were wide arms around him first. It wasn't used by anyone, it was Severus' own arm. Lucius felt cold palms slip under his armpits to support him.

“Why did you help me? Why don't you just let me fall to your feet?”

Severus didn't answer. He remained silent, but his eyes looked at the blood that had soaked into the back of his robes. And then he made a decision. Lucius didn't expect it.... Severus lifted Lucius's body and carried him in bridal position. Lucius' hand accidentally went around Severus's neck.

"What are you going to do to me!!"

Even though he didn't have the strength to move, he still had the strength to shout in other people's faces. Severus frowned as Lucius began to wriggle out of his hold.

“I don't have any desire to do anything to you. Can you please stay quiet? I'll take you to get the wound treated."

Lucius fell silent and immediately stopped struggling. His face was now red from embarrassment and his heart began to pound again. Severus began to lead Lucius to his own room. He walked slowly, trying not to cause any shock to his body. It didn't take him long to walk to his room.

Severus laid Lucius down on the deep emerald white bed, slowly and carefully, his body extremely exhausted causing Lucius to fall asleep without realizing it. Severus stared blankly at the fluffy sleeping figure for a while, then walked over to his medicine bag. to remove wound healing medicine

"Lucius, wake up and take your medicine first."

A deep, smooth voice escaped Snape's throat and roused him from his slumber. But when he put that body down, he still lay there. Snape gently shook the body, but it still didn't wake up. Until finally he...

Drink the medicine and put it in your mouth. A calloused hand gently squeezed Lucius' jaw, exposing his lips. Carefully put your lips on the dry lips of the sleeping one. Then slowly transfer the liquid to Lucius. Lucius instinctively swallowed it all, but he still didn't wake up.

Severus parted his lips. Then he placed his hand on the light golden hair and gently stroked it...

You know, Lucius... I never hate you..

On the other hand, I always love you. Even if you don't feel it.

I will always stay by your side... Always by your side, Lucius.

Severus mused in his mind, a warm smile slowly spreading from his lips. The body he thought was asleep was actually awake when he was called to wake up. Only Lucius pretended to fall asleep.

Please don't be so gentle with a filthy person like me.

I don't need anyone's kindness anymore...

You're too good for me, Severus... Don't bother me again.

I am...

dirty...

Now the falling rain has changed into water drops that overflow in my heart... When the crushed petals fall away with the wind, just like this heart has drifted away, never to return....

The spirit stopped.. It's broken... the dance has stopped... right now it's cold, like winter, cold and loveless. Because it was stomped until it was broken and liquid...

END