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Draco's POV
She entered the Great Hall with a smug look on her face not the usual look she held, her long messy black hair bouncing with each delicate yet confident step she took, her green eyes shone but with an unusual and new look, as if she held a secret. She started to approach closer smiling her perfect teeth almost reflecting a light, I smiled back at her, but she wasn't smiling at me to my disappointment, she approached me, each time closer to me, but when she was almost there she turned and walked away, back out the door of the Great Hall, everyone in the room vanishing with her.
The room proceeded to turn from the illuminated and grand Great Hall, to the dark and unfriendly Malfoy Manor much to my disgust, the door opened much like it had in the Great Hall, but instead of the beautiful girl that had entered before it was the Dark Lord himself, he smiled and let out a cold laugh,
"Love is a weakness," he spit out, letting out another chilly snicker.
I awoke a shiver running down my spine, another nightmare, to put in my long list of them, I could even make a book out if. Not that it would make quite a book since they were always similar, those two people always making an appearance in them.
I glanced at my watch and groaned, mother had warned me that the Dark Lord was going to pay us a visit along with the other Death Eaters, another lovely day.
Sometimes I wondered why I didn't just make an attempt to run away, it would all be much easier, but as much as I despised my father, it was my mother I worried for, and I couldn't leave her, Voldemort wouldn't hesitate to kill her.
I slipped on a black shirt, and black pants to go along with it, not really many options when you are going to be in a Death Eater meeting, not many show up with a bright yellow outfit, or a red shirt with white polka dots.
My way downstairs was met by my father who's face held the same glower that mine had,
"Draco," he said with a sneer, continuing his way upstairs without another word,
"Good morning to you too, father," I whispered to myself, not that I wasn't used to my father's unfatherly way of acting, it was him, and I hated him for it.
I walked into the kitchen my breakfast already neatly set up on the table by the house elves. I looked at it in repugnance like I did everyday with anything in the house, I hated living in this terrible home, sure it was gigantic, but the feel of it, everything about it, made it not the house you would want to be your home.
Ignoring the rumbling sound that my stomach made I made my way outside sitting on the grass that also held a gloomy feeling to it, it didn't seem alive.
I lay on my back, staring at the sky that to no surprise was full of clouds the sun hiding behind it, and suddenly my head flowed with the things I avoided thinking about,
What would happen? Stupid question, Voldemort will take over, a war will spring, he will win, Muggles killed, Muggle-borns killed as well, along with millions willing to defend them. Was there no hope anymore? No, but, maybe, Harry Potter? Wondering how the lucky bastard has managed to stay alive for this long.
And then my mind drifted to her, she who was always in my dreams, and crowding my mind in the darkest times, would I ever see her again?
"Victoria," I muttered quietly out into the cool air, closing my eyes, letting my mind visualize her, and there she was in her Slytherin uniform, in the balcony where I had given her Mic,
Flashback
When I entered the room she lay on the hard marble floor of the balcony letting the coldness of it go through my skin.
I stood there stupidly standing there with a box with holes on it, which of course had the cute grey kitten inside it.
"Hey," I said very quietly, She nodded in response I could tell she was avoiding to have eye-contact with me. I sat next to her while her back was still glued on the cold marble floor, "I have something to give you," I whispered turning to look at her, she was staring at the sky and the moon reflected on her eyes,
"Why? As a sorry gift?" she asked as if offended, she seemed a bit pissed off.
"Not really, just a gift from me to you," I said holding out the box, she sat up grabbing a hold of it,
"You shouldn't have," she said, her voice suddenly a whole lot kinder a delicate smile capturing her pale face and the box suddenly shook, "What the hell!" she shouted, making a laugh escape me naturally.
"Just open it," I said still chuckling lightly
"It isn't cursed or something," she said jokingly, but I didn't laugh I just slanted his eyes and frowned, hoping she didn't know about the necklace. She seemed to ignore my weird actions and opened the box. By the sight of it she let out a gentle squeak. She stared at the kitten her smile now clearly on her face, I stared at the kitten as well its furry grey hair all over the place and its beautiful bold green eyes much like Victoria's,
"It's so cute, thank you!" she said suddenly hugging me, it was pretty awkward, but she turned back to the kitten ignoring me, she pet it and suddenly turned to look at me,
"Gender?" she asked
"Girl," I answered quickly
"Good," she said turning back to stare at the kitten,
"Why?"
"Animals are always better in girls," she said smiling, satisfied.
"Not true, boys are the best," I retorted,
"Whatever," she said shrugging, and turning to the kitten to leave a light kiss on its wet nose before standing up, "Thanks again I'll see you later,"
"Bye," was all I managed to choke out before she shut the door leaving me to gaze at the stars.
End Flashback
"Draco," I opened my eyes from my daydreaming to see my mother, with a worried look on her face,
"Mother," I answered back plainly,
"They're going to be here soon, please come inside," I knew exactly who she meant by 'they' and I stood up nervously making my way inside.
I ran a hand through my hair, as my dad made his way back downstairs not glancing at either of us, right when his foot stepped on the ground floor, about fifteen Death Eater's apparated inside the room, then a few others, I grew stiff, along with my mother as all the Death Eaters made their way into the dinning room where every sat quietly, not even muttering a hello.
Once everyone was seated there were five seats left, I knew one of them, the largest chair of them all was for Voldemort, the one next to him was for Snape, but I had no idea who the other three were for.
That instant I thought of the possibilities, Voldemort suddenly appeared seated on his seat his 'pet' Nagini twined around his pale neck, his eyes the usual snake-like figures scanned the room, and no one dared to move.
For a few seconds, that seemed to dread on for a much longer time, no one spoke, the Dark Lord just glanced around the room noticing the empty seats, and that's when I suddenly realized a woman hanging upside down on the chandelier of the room, her face was dirty, along with her clothes and her face a sad, and worried scowl, I started to recognize her as the Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts, I gulped, when I heard the door of the mansion creek open.
Everyone turned to see who it was, but I couldn't get a clear view, all I heard was Voldemort talking,
"Ah, Ben, Mary, a little late," I heard him say impatiently, I could see them both more clearly now, they were obviously Death Eaters like everyone else in this table,
"Sorry, my lord," I heard the man answer quickly, Voldemorts eyes slanted.
"Has she come?" he asked,
"Yes," they both answered at the same time making their way to their seats, apparently their had been someone behind them, I couldn't see her face, but Voldemort spoke to her, "have you ever killed someone before, Jane?" he asked, there was silence for a millisecond, I tried not to get noticed as I stretched my neck to get a better look, and my eyes widened in shock at who was standing there next to the Dark Lord, she gave a sinister smile, her green eyes scanning the room, passing through me, then back to Voldemort,
"No, my lord," she said, tilting her head to the side, "but there is a first time for everything, isn't there?" she asked. I had to help myself from letting my mouth open agape, it couldn't be, I was imagining it, I had to be, I quickly pinched myself to make sure it wasn't one of my usual every day dreams, but to no avail, it wasn't. I stared at Voldemort, and then at her again, I couldn't believe it, it was her, Victoria Potter.
Yeah, I know, predictable.
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