Order Only Private message to Draco

[alt_hydra]

Draco, I think your shift at the Elysian must have ended by now.

Are you at the castle tonight? Or in New London in Russell's flat?

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[alt_draco]

I came back to the castle. You know, in case something happens or she needs anything.

Why are you still awake?

[alt_hydra]

I've just woken, actually. I was asleep for a few hours.

May I borrow your omniculars and your Firebolt?

[alt_draco]

Yeah. Sure.

What do you want them for?

[alt_hydra]

An assignment.

[alt_draco]

Which? We haven't got any new ones. Rachel's faffed off for a while - understandably.

[alt_hydra]

I know. The assignment isn't from her.

You saw what Rachel said. He wrote: "The dove always dies." I saw it myself. And it was written at the other crime scenes, as well. He wrote that to me.

[alt_draco]

Crouch? What makes you think he wrote that to you?

Is it code, or something?

[alt_hydra]

Sort of. But it may have any number of meanings.

Right now I'm going with "I'll stop when you're dead." Or maybe it's less macabre to say "this will end with you."

It's hard to explain if you don't know how he thinks. And I'm not even sure I know how he thinks. I do know for certain that "The dove always dies" was written for me.

He's made it clear many times over that our confrontation was inevitable, and I never wanted to give him the satisfaction of allowing it to come to that. But if people are dying then I think it has to go this way.

[alt_draco]

Bollocks.

Don't make it sound all ridiculously fated between you two - he's the one who made you believe that, you said it yourself. And now your letting him steer you from inside your head.

Does Justin know about this?

Because we can wait til morning, then get Justin and Ron and band together to get Crouch. At least that way you might stand a chance, and you'll have mates at your side, as well.

[alt_hydra]

That's an idea Harry would have, you know?

And it's not fated, is the thing. It's just me making a choice instead of putting one off.

Don't worry about Justin.

[alt_draco]

I'm not worried about Justin. I'm worried about you, you stubborn tit.

This conversation is reminding me a lot of one I had not so long ago, Hydra.

Oh, Draco, I've thought through this situation more clearly than you recognise.

That's what Daphne said before she went off and married the filthy bastard.

I'm not letting you just walk off to try to kill Barty Crouch on your own.

[alt_hydra]

I'm glad you're worried. I appreciate it, I mean.

I never said I was going to try to kill him. But I do need to try to stop him. I don't know how I'll do it but I know that I need to at least try.

[alt_draco]

Either way you look at it it's a type of suicide.

And I know I should be a supportive comrade and tell you "you can do it, sport," or some other such rubbish, but fuck that. I'm done seeing people just walk off and never come back.

So no, you can't have my Firebolt, and you can't have my omniculars.

[alt_hydra]

Well, fine.

But when this comes up later, remember that I did ask politely, first.