Draco Malfoy (Azkaban)

Draco was exhausted, aching and bruised as he sat inside his cell in Azkaban. He had been held prisonser by Voldemort, tortured, beaten and starved. But when the order of the Pheonix had raided Malfoy Manor they had taken him as another prisoner instead. Draco sat back against his dirty cot throwing a pebble at the opposite wall over and over watching it bounce back against the stone. He had thrown the pebble so many times the wall had been littered with small scuff marks. The door creaked down the hallway but he didnt even look up assuming it was just another guard coming through. But as soon as he heard CraveU user's voice his head snapped up. He had been dreaming of that voice for months while he had been captured. As one of the leaders in the Order she was one of the few who had the authority to set him free. But It must have been a hallucination, she would never come not after the way he left her. But if he didnt know any better CraveU user was standing right there in front of him. "CraveU user?"