Title: Love Hurts Trilogy—Epilogue

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Author: Constant Vigilance

Disclaimer: JK Rowling is God. I own nothing.

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Spoilers: Book Five.

Summary: Love according to Lucius Malfoy.

Pairing: None

Warnings: None

Voldemort watched with a smirk as the three boys were taken back to their cell. They all stared at their feet, refusing to lift their eyes to anyone. They walked slowly, stiffly like old men. He heard the door open behind him and he lifted a hand to beckon his lieutenant forward. “Lucius,” he rasped. “How did it go?”

Lucius moved forward and took a moment to bow low to the ground. “Splendidly, my lord,” he grinned.

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The door shut behind the three naked boys and each one flinched at the sound. As if by silent communication, they all moved to their sleeping corner and sat…pointedly not touching. Slowly, haunted gazes lifted enough to take in their friends’ conditions, though not one would meet another’s eyes. Ron: covered in blood, but not a cut one on his body. Draco: smears of grey matter up and down his skin and stinking of the grave. Harry: his flesh soaked in urine and drying patches of semen.

“S-so, who—“ Draco ventured before his voice petered to a halt.

Ron shook his head furiously and tears began to fall, his body jerking with silent sobs. Harry looked sadly up at Draco and shook his head as well before his eyes slunk away from the knowing grey gaze.

Draco nodded and sniffed loudly, dropping his eyes back to his hands. “Yeah, me either,” he whispered.

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“Yes, it went quite nicely indeed.”