Catherine knew she couldn't wait any longer.
Whenever she saw their family living happily together, she couldn't control the murderous rage rising from deep within her.
Why, why did they get to be happy, while she and her poor child, who had been denied the chance to come into the world, had to drown in suffering!
How could she not hate him? He was so cruel, trampling all over her affection and toying with a girl's most sincere feelings, then destroying her last belief and hope.
If that was how it was, then he wouldn't get off lightly either! She would repay him tenfold, a hundredfold, for all the harm he had done to her!
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If you really can't bear the regret, just write a side story for the author!
Voldemort's pale bony hands gently tapped the retro chair support, and his hoarse voice was cold and penetrating.
"Moses, I heard that you brought Lucius back?"
There were many souls wandering in Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes, some were paranoid and crazy, some were painful and happy, and some were confused and cold.
He nodded slightly and smiled appropriately: "Yes, Voldemort... Are you also interested in torturing him?"
Voldemort smiled meaningfully: "No, because I don't think you are willing."
In a special underground secret room in Kennett, Lucius sat numbly on the cold ground, his eyes closed.
Suddenly, as the magic information changed, the young man appeared out of thin air in this completely enclosed space.
Lucius was still unwilling to open his narrow eyes. Even when the child he loved and cared about the most and who was bewitched by the devil stood in front of him, he was unwilling to break away.
"Why don't you open your eyes, Mr. Malfoy." A bewitching and cold voice sounded in Lucius's ears.
"Little Dragon... Your soul is confused, Catherine is not your mother..." Lucius had to say this pale fact again tiredly, although he knew that this might, no, was probably useless to his child.
Draco touched every part of this small space, which was tightly connected and added a special spell to the photo frame. It was a rare stillness in the wizarding world.
The character is smiling paranoid and crazy, beautiful and terrifying.
That was Catherine, a person who had been dead for many years but was still alive in this world.
Lives in the hearts of many people.
Let this man stay in this space for the rest of his life, facing the indestructible and covered photo frames all over the world, constantly remembering, regretting, and hating, but not seeking death until the heat of his soul is extinguished. When this mixed emotion fades, it will be stirred up again by the occasional stimulation of a child he has not seen for a long time. Until Draco dies and the restraint on the manor space dies, he can die.
This is probably the biggest punishment for him.
In another world.
Katherine Ophelia Kennedy, blessed, yearning for love, and eternally innocent, appeared at the banquet at Malfoy Manor.
Lucius smiled and gracefully held a rose and presented it to the beautiful girl.
The girl took the rose proudly and with a hint of shame, but playfully blinked her beautiful big eyes, and said in a voice as elegant and beautiful as a nightingale: "Oh, thank you for the rose, she is so beautiful, isn't she?"
The gears of fate have begun to rotate, the bells for mourners have sounded, and the pace of death and blood donation has begun.
It's a pity that the young man and the young girl, who were in love, were still talking innocently.
I naively thought that there would be a bright future.
The three fairies' looms, the destiny that spinning brings to them, will never change the beauty on it...
With darkness.
If you really can't bear the regret, just write a side story for the author! Voldemort's pale bony hands gently tapped the retro chair support, and his hoarse voice was cold and penetrating. "Moses, I heard that you brought Lucius back?" There were many souls wandering in Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes, some were paranoid and crazy, some were painful and happy, and some were confused and cold. He nodded slightly and smiled appropriately: "Yes, Voldemort... Are you also interested in torturing him?" Voldemort smiled meaningfully: "No, because I don't think you are willing." In a special underground secret room in Kennett, Lucius sat numbly on the cold ground, his eyes closed. Suddenly, as the magic information changed, the young man appeared out of thin air in this completely enclosed space. Lucius was still unwilling to open his narrow eyes. Even when the child he loved and cared about the most and who was bewitched by the devil stood in front of him, he was unwilling to break away. "Why don't you open your eyes, Mr. Malfoy." A bewitching and cold voice sounded in Lucius's ears. "Little Dragon... Your soul is confused, Catherine is not your mother..." Lucius had to say this pale fact again tiredly, although he knew that this might, no, was probably useless to his child. Draco touched every part of this small space, which was tightly connected and added a special spell to the photo frame. It was a rare stillness in the wizarding world. The character is smiling paranoid and crazy, beautiful and terrifying. That was Catherine, a person who had been dead for many years but was still alive in this world. Lives in the hearts of many people. Let this man stay in this space for the rest of his life, facing the indestructible and covered photo frames all over the world, constantly remembering, regretting, and hating, but not seeking death until the heat of his soul is extinguished. When this mixed emotion fades, it will be stirred up again by the occasional stimulation of a child he has not seen for a long time. Until Draco dies and the restraint on the manor space dies, he can die. This is probably the biggest punishment for him. In another world. Katherine Ophelia Kennedy, blessed, yearning for love, and eternally innocent, appeared at the banquet at Malfoy Manor. Lucius smiled and gracefully held a rose and presented it to the beautiful girl. The girl took the rose proudly and with a hint of shame, but playfully blinked her beautiful big eyes, and said in a voice as elegant and beautiful as a nightingale: "Oh, thank you for the rose, she is so beautiful, isn't she?" The gears of fate have begun to rotate, the bells for mourners have sounded, and the pace of death and blood donation has begun. It's a pity that the young man and the young girl, who were in love, were still talking innocently. I naively thought that there would be a bright future. The three fairies' looms, the destiny that spinning brings to them, will never change the beauty on it... With darkness.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
It would be nice to have another chapter, but this is not bad either qwq
Why is the second one locked? Crying
I like this character so much
The author has such great ideas! The whole story is unusual, but surprisingly attractive!
The author is great. Although it's a bit short, I really like the writing style.
Although it is short, it is super sexy. Poor Draco... Tsk.
Ahem, let me add something. Even if Lucius can die, it will not be a relief, because its four-wheel drive means Draco is also dead. . . You know.
It ended abruptly~ I really want to see Malfoy's ending!