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Fallen Angel

Chapter 1

Fifth Year

Shivering slightly from the cold, Mikaeyla trudged slowly along the edge of the forbidden forest, the wind slapping her vibrant red, wavy, hair into her face, obscuring her vision. She stopped behind a particularly large tree and closing her eyes, leaned against it.

A familiar thump and a quiet, barely audible whisper told her Draco was standing near her.

"Hey", he said, coming closer. She smiled and opened her eyes.

"Hi". He gently took her hand in his.

"I'm a prefect, now".

"What!", Mikaeyla said, thoroughly startled and forgetting to whisper.

"Quiet -you don't want that old oaf hearing us", he said, tossing a glance at the gamekeeper's hut-like home. Then turning his gaze over to the Hogwarts castle, as if to see someone burst out through it's doors to investigate and then sweeping his eyes across the dark sky withholding small, glowing stars, hardly visable through the thick clouds.

"C- Congratulations, that's great!", she said, hugging him.

A cold breeze brushed by, causing Mikaeyla to involuntarily shiver and their robes to brush to the side. Draco must have noticed because he pulled her closer and took her hand in both of his.

Mikaeyla felt a sharp pain against the numb cold in her hand. Draco pulled away and she brought her arm closer to her face. Sure enough, a small, galleon-sized slytherin-style snake, magically tattooed on her hand, began to twist and flick it's tail and tongue, as if it were menacingly hissing at her. She annoyedly stared at the gem stone-like eyes of the snake, but it didn't help; she only flinched as her glare made it burn more.

Draco and Mikaeyla looked up at the same time and their eyes met, both filled with fear for her. He pulled her against him and almost too forcefully pushed his lips against hers. When they broke apart, he tightly hugged her and she felt his moist breath against her cheek as he whipsered a small phrase; "My fallen angel".