is that all i am to you? (harry potter x reader)

"alone"

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CW/TW: mentions of blood and blades

•••y/ns pov•••

the last few days have been a fucking blur. the last thing i remember was going to a pub with ron, everything else since then has been a blur. i'm in what looks like a dungeon, looks like a jail cell honestly. and it's cold, and lonely. i haven't moved from this slab i woke up on a few days ago, sometimes i hear faint voices, but never cared enough to check

"you! up now!" a voice yelled, i didn't bother looking "i know you hear me you stupid girl!" the voice snapped, i turned my head to see peter pettigrew pointing a wand at me

knowing his a die hard voldemort fan, i didn't fight it and walked towards him. he placed his wand to my neck and led me upstairs where i was sat and tied in a chair

the malfoys, bellatrix and a few other deatheaters walked into the room i was in. i shifted uncomfortably in my seat as they all stared at me

"so if it isn't y/n l/n, or y/n lupin? or the name she's never got to have, black" bellatrix twirled her wand in her hands as she walked towards me

"shame it is y/n, my own family being a blood traitor" she fake pouted as she kneeled in front of me "we can either do this the hard way or the easy way"

"what are my options" i asked

"a, you can tell me where potter is and leave unharmed. b, you don't tell me and i force it out of you, and you stay here until you snap" she walked towards narcissa, placing her chin on her shoulder. narcissa looked like she wanted no take in this

as much as i hate harry, i cant give him up like that, but i don't even know if he's still there

"last i remember, we were in a forest, which one, i don't know" i said cooly

bellatrix cackled "we're going to need more than that sugar"

"i already told you what i know" i picked up a harsh tone

bellatrix turned back at the malfoys "i'd like you to leave. i'd like to have a chat with y/n here. alone." she spat

narcissa sent me a worry filled glare before following her husband and son, pettigrew following after

she skipped towards me childishly, before harshly pulling the chair i was in to the wall, pointing her wand at my neck

"tell me what you know" she bit with a sharp tone

i leaned my head up towards hers "i already told you what i know"

she stepped back cackling, the chairs front legs hitting the floor

"pettigrew! bring me my blade!" she yelled still laughing. after a few moments, peter brought back a tray that held the blade she was talking about. i kept my cool, trying not to show my fear

"i'm going to ask you once more, what. do. you. know." she twirled the knife on her fingers

"i already told you for fucks sake. i haven't been there in months" i snapped

she stared into my eyes, not a single drop of empathy or remorse in her dark eyes

she flipped my arm so that my wrist was showing. she smirked at me before i felt the cold, sharp blade cut into my arm. i bit my lip, hard enough to possibly draw blood, to hold back the screams of pain. i wasn't going to let her get to me

i felt the sharpness pull away from my arm, but only for a split second before she went again, she was writing something. i felt blood trickle down the sides on my arm, onto the floor

once she pulled away again, she yelled for peter

"come get the girl before i murder her!" she screamed

he came in and untied me, before throwing me back into the dungeons

i stand up from the cold floor, trying to avoid looking at my arm. i looked down to see the word blood traitor carved into it, blood slowly slipping out from the letters

i take a deep breath before walking back to my corner, before a soft voice catches my ears

"y/n? is that you?"

•••rons pov•••

i pulled harry out the water, once he regained balance on his feet i finally spoke up

"are you bloody mental?"

"it was you?" he asked

"thought it'd be obvious"

"you cast the patronus too?"

"no, i thought it was you"

"mines a stag, that was a doe"

"right. antlers" i make makeshift ones with my fingers
••••••

harry finished getting dressed before putting the locket on a rock

"alright ron. do it"

i looked at the sword in my hand "i cant. that thing affects me more than it does you, hermione and y/n"

"all the more reason, speaking of y/n wh-"

before he could finish his sentence, i hit the locket, trying to avoid answering it. the locket let out a loud screech, black smoke erupted from it

"i have seen your heady. and it is mine. i have seen your dreams ronald weasley. and i have seen your fears" it echoed as spiders began to crawl towards me, i kick back until i felt myself hit a rock

"least loved by your mother, who craved a daughter, not another son. least loved by the girl who prefers your friend. the worst protector of your friends" it hissed, it's referring to y/n. i felt the guilt wash over me

"ron kill it!" i heard harry yell, but i couldn't think straight when i saw hermione and harry walk towards me

"we were better without you, happier, without you" harrys voice echoed

"who could look at you and choose you over harry potter? what are you compared to the chosen one?" hermiones voice rang in my ears

"ron its lying! kill it!" harry yelled

"your mother confessed she would prefer to have me as a son"

"what woman would take you? you're nothing compared to him"

the two of them inched closer together. eventually they started snogging, aggressively. i felt anger take over me, i grabbed the sword and ran towards it, hitting it, causing it to break into pieces

i stared at it, i'm happy that bloody thing is gone

a/n

UM HELLO.

my back hurts so bad SOS

i also wanted to show y'all a pic of my cats but it wouldn't let me upload the pic😒

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