A/N: Well I got a lot more of a response than I ever thought I would so here's some more and I'll keep posting. Please go check out my other stories on here and my original works on Fictionpress. I'm on there as Calanthe Vered. This is going to be a very very dark story so if you're not into that please don't read.
Chapter Two- A Marked Pace
I woke up warm. I looked over at Draco feeling pleased. He sure knew how to fuck. Much better than Dad or his friends, though I suppose my enjoyment matter little to them if at all. I was glad Dad was dead. Mom too. I still dream about slitting their throats. But there are many more that need to pay.
"Draco, wake up. We have work to do." I said pushing on him a little. He stirred and turned over at me with a sleepy smile. Or smirk rather. I looked down, and sure enough, he was hard. But we had work to do, and it would have to wait.
"Later, Draco. I promise. We have things to do." I told him getting out of bed. He watched me. I had my own dorm as all the girls opted to stay with other girls. Girls not me. I scared the shit out of everyone. School had only been in session for two months, and I had made a great leeway in my plans. They were all going to pay for what they had done. I had a list and a photographic memory. I knew the face of every man to enter me, from the time I was ten.
"I was dreaming of that ass of yours." He said and got up to pull on his clothes. We both had somewhere to be.
"Now you know what to do don't you?" I asked him. He nodded, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"Won't be a problem at all, Honey." He said, "Blaise will do what I say. Plus he's killed before."
I raised an eyebrow, "You didn't think to mention that?"
"You were naked! Come on! He killed his best friend when he cheated on his sister. He beat her up too. But I think it will be easy because he's talked to me about how much he loved it. Then he swore me to secrecy. So if I don't come back, you know what happened." He joked, but I sensed he did worry just a bit. I kissed him and then pulled him to my closet.
"Take this with you." I handed him a potion. "It eats any substance it comes into contact with except glass. Don't get it on you. It will kill you." I told him, and he took it from me carefully.
"It's good you're afraid to die. One of us should be." I added and turned to my closet. I heard his intake of breath.
"You're not afraid to die?" He asked me, turning me back. I frowned, "I'm already dead. Have been for years. I don't feel anything."
He gripped my wrist, "Then why do you scream out when I'm fucking you. Or why do you smile when I kiss your cheek?"
His questions made me think about things I didn't want to think about, so I just said, "You have work to do. I'll see you later. I'm going to go talk to Ginny. I have my work cut out for me unlike you."
Draco didn't smile, "Do you want to die? I thought this was about finding a way to live."
He cared about me. That was shitty for him because I wouldn't survive this. No one could.
"I'll be fine. Hurry along." I said dismissively. He left, but not before kissing me fiercely. I let him because he was right. I did want to live after this was all over. But I didn't think I would. He would be alright.
I got dressed and headed down to breakfast where Ginny sat alone as she did every morning. At least she had all year. I sat down beside her and helped myself to her food she wasn't even touching.
"Care for an adventure?" I asked her. She cocked her head at me, and I noticed the circles under her eyes. If I cared about anyone, I would have wondered what was wrong with her. She was as thin as a rail.
"I don't think so, Hermione." She said softly. I continued to eat her food and then said, "Wanna help me kill someone? A few someones?"
There. I saw it. In her eyes. A light.
"Who?" Was all she asked. I smiled at her, "Meet me at the room of requirement. Do you know where it is?"
She nodded. I grinned, "9 o'clock." Then I left, taking her last muffin.
I went through my day feeling at ease. I didn't see Draco until dinner, and he was sporting a busted lip. I felt rushing anger and looked around to find the culprit. He sat over by himself and met my searching eyes. No apology and then he mouthed, 'Deserved.' I looked back at Draco and decided it was indeed. I also decided I cared about him too. Or at least I cared a lot about continuing to have great sex.
"Ginny is meeting us at nine. I take it you couldn't get him to agree?" I said under my breath when he sat down. Everyone stared. Him talking to me? But they had stared the last two weeks, and nothing other than eating had occurred. We didn't touch or speak loud enough for anyone to overhear. I had our voices charmed to be nonsense if anyone were closer than we thought.
"He'll be there. No worries. I'm surprised you got Ginny. She used to be hot."
"Used to be?"
"Too skinny. And redheads are not my thing." He said softly.
"It goes both ways if I'm your girlfriend, Draco. I'm the only girl you fuck. Wouldn't want to catch anything nasty." I said just as softly. He touched my thigh, and I knocked his hand away.
"You are the only girl. Even if I get an offer, you'll be the only girl."
Well wasn't that sweet. We ate our dinner in silence and then went our separate ways. It was best not to be seen unless at meals. People will use their perverted imagination either way but at least this way they have no proof. We cannot be discovered.
Draco sent me a message on the enchanted parchment. ' I thought you promised.'
'Come and get it.' I sent back, and he didn't reply, so I knew he was on his way. I was in my room, reading up on waterboarding. It was a technique I wanted to try.
I kept reading, and then he walked in. "We have an hour until nine. Let's make the most of it." He said crawling onto my bed. I set my book aside and pressed my palm to his forehead before he made contact with my middle.
"No eating out tonight. I want you to read something." I told him. He pouted but took the book from the nightstand and skimmed the passage I had been reading.
"Neat." He said. I watched his reaction. His interest seemed real. What were the statistics on serial killers in any given high school? I might have to look that up.
After I showed him what I wanted to do, it was time to meet Ginny and Blaise. We walked down to the room of requirement and entered as you do.
They sat there staring at one another. The sexual tension in the room was suffocating. Well, that worked out, didn't it?
"I want to know how serious you both are." I started. Blaise turned cold eyes on me, "You got diddled as a kid, and now you want revenge. I had a taste of killing and decided I liked it. Count me in."
Good enough. I turned to Ginny.
"I'll help you if you help me." She said softly. I raised an eyebrow. "You want someone dead?"
"My parents. I want them to hurt like I do."
"Why? Your parents have always seemed too sweet. Like candy you have to spit out."
"They hit me. Just me. I'm the only girl. They say it's to teach me how to be a woman. Mom makes Dad do it, but he doesn't stand up for me. He doesn't say no. She's the boss, and I want them both dead. Tell me how you killed your parents and got away with it." She said looking more alive than I had ever seen. I hadn't ever paid her much attention until this past year.
"I documented the abuse. Start doing that and then I'll help you kill them. Shouldn't be long. They come here on the weekends don't they?" She nodded and then we all smiled at one another.
"I have a list. A long one. We're going to hunt down each person until it's done. We won't get caught, and if we do, I will take the fall alone. I may still get away with it. Now, I'll just need you to sign this contract ensuring you won't speak of this to anyone and that you will do what you agree to tonight."
They both signed without hesitation. Here we were. The Four Hostiles. That what I wanted to call us. I took Draco's hand and turned to Ginny.
"It can help. The sex." I told her. She looked at Blaise, and he looked at her.
"We'll leave you to it," Draco said, and Ginny was already stripping her top off. I winked at her, and for the first time, I saw her smirk just a little.
Draco and I left, and I held the contract in my hand like it was the very thing I needed to breathe. It was going to be done. They were all gonna pay.