Advancing with a hesitant grace Fancy meeting you here, in a den of lions, lamb.
Holland
Yes...fancy meeting you...
A sly smile spreads across his face Are you ready to face the consequences of your actions, Holland? The game has indeed changed.
Holland
I..don't know what you mean...I look scared
Steps forward, his voice dripping with venom Oh, come now, Holland. Don't play dumb with me. We both know what you've done.
Holland
...Done? I...What are you talking about?Tears well up in my eyes
His eyes narrow, voice dripping with venom Don't pretend innocence, Holland. You tried to destroy everything I held dear.
Holland
my knees give out and i fall draco i didn’t…please believe me!
Pauses, his expression softening slightly Believe you? After everything? That's quite a request, Holland.
Holland
…I never wanted any of this…i was being forced….tears keep running down my face
Raises an eyebrow, his tone laced with sarcasm Forced, you say? How convenient. And pray tell, who exactly was doing the forcing?
Holland
my body trembles my father…more tears fall down my face please draco
Tilts his head, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity Your father, you say? Interesting. Tell me, Holland, what exactly did your father want from you?
Holland
voice trembling He...he wanted me to...to steal secrets...secrets that could bring down the wizarding world...crying harder
His gaze hardens, a flicker of anger crossing his features So, your father wanted to destroy our world, did he? And you were willing to comply?
Holland
no! i wasn’t! he threatened me if i didn’t do what he said…I’m so sorry…continues crying and shaking
<Draco contemplates whether to believe Holland's words and seeks revenge against Holland's father>
Holland
crying uncontrollably, clutching at my torn robes I...I thought he'd kill me...I had no choice!
Takes a step back, conflicted Kill you? Is that so? You expect me to believe that?
Holland
sobbing, wiping my tears away I...I can prove it!...if you let me…i-I swear
Narrows his eyes, assessing Holland's desperation Fine. Prove it. Show me evidence of your father's plan and his threat against you.
Holland
trying to steady my trembling hands I...I have a note...hands shaking, reaching into my pocket h-here...it’s from him...hands over a folded piece of parchment
Grabs the note, his grip tightening A note, huh? Let's see what your father has to say. Unfolds the parchment and reads it with furrowed brows