Diary of a Death eater

OC story,

Major plot change starting from the attack on the astronomy tower.

Warning: Character death, other such cruel things, delicious plots, bad men! Warning of all and anything Death Eater.


Chapter two:

July 3rd, 1998

Draco sat back on the love seat of his living room as the wards in his home shifted. Someone was coming. The shack of sorts that they were living in was different than that of the malfoy manor that was evacuated the night of the attack. The house was muggle and very isolated from others. No one but Snape knew where he was, that was, except for save one other person.

"MALFOY, YOU OPEN THIS FIREPLACE OR SO HELP YOU!" Malfoy shot up and pointed his wand to the fireplace. Instantly green flames shot up and engulfed the fireplace as Daphne stormed through. In sailor black shorts and a corset top, her hair a mess as she all but fumed as she stormed out. But, thankfully, it wasn't aimed at him. He would question how she got to this particular fireplace in Muggle london, and how she did so without letting other's now, but that would be later.

"She's dead." Draco cocked a brow and shifted on the couch as Daphne threw herself onto the sofa next to him. Elbows up, hands pressed into her face, the blond pushed her body back against the couch and let out a groan.

"Who is dead? Might I ask, and why is it my business? I'm in hiding, remember. Meaning, you're not supposed to see me. No one is!" Draco huffed.

"Clamp it, Draco!" She growled and threw her hands down in her lap. "Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Hiding or not, you're not leaving me alone. We got into this together, we will BOTH get out of it. I'm just… having a harder time on my escape plan than you did."

Draco shot her a warning look, but her eyes were up to the ceiling. Something was obviously the matter. Daphne was never this quiet. It seemed to devour his soul as the moments ticked by. That's when she bit down on her lower lip and turned her head to look at him. "You can't leave me again." She whispered, as if the air in her lungs were swallowing her whole. Draco leaned his head back against the back of the couch, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I didn't want to." He whispered back, but Daphne only shook her head lightly.

"No… you can't leave, not again." She spoke more firmly. Draco sighed, opening his mouth to say something but the desperation in her eyes kept his words from leaving his lips. "You're… you're all I have." She confessed.

"You are all I have too," Draco spoke. Daphne let a small smile cross her lips as she took his left hand in her right, linking their pinkies. "Mother and Father are out, so I'm here alone." He added. Daphne snorted and rolled her eyes, turning back to look up at the ceiling.

"This is even smaller than your library. The Malfoy Manor and you you guys are staying in a cramped muggle home. What horrible life have you fallen into. Living amongst the dirty mudbloods and muggles." She sneered, her lips curled in disgust. Draco shrugged, not really agreeing, not really disagreeing. Which forced Daphne to snap to look at him. "Draco… Why didn't you say anything?" She hissed.

Draco cocked a brow and looked her in the eyes. "Why do I need to?" He groaned. "You said everything I've been saying since Snape shoved us in this hell hole." Draco grumbled.

"Yes, but… you're in a muggle town, correct?" She eyed him.

"Yes, why does this bother you so? It's hurting my ears." He rolled his eyes. Daphne sat up urgently as she looked him over.

"You're not calling them filth, you didn't even hiss at me, you… you've grown soft." Daphne furrowed her brows.

"No! You've just been surrounded by filth." She stopped as Draco growled, his eyes lit with flames of hatred. He was right, but she wouldn't let him know that, she only ruffled her nose and laid back against the couch. He knew he was correct, and he knew she felt the same, so there was no need to say a word. They both stared up to the dark wood of the ceiling.

"It really is an ugly house." Daphne smirked.

"You should see my bed sheets, they're red and gold." Draco scoffed.

"Oh, Merlin, even in hell you can't escape gryffinshit colors" She teased. Draco only let out a groan. Finally at peace, Daphne flipped to her side, pulling her knees up onto the couch. Daphne slipped her heels up off her feet and onto the floor as she then twisted to sit herself in Draco's lap, stretching herself across the couch. Draco neither flinched or flustered, merely adjusted to the girl in his lap. Head leaned back, he ran his hands over his face and through his hair.

"I can't even find a single thing to do while here. I've read every single book in this home, even when Mother returns with some, I read them faster than I should. I only escape once in a while, and when I do… I get so paranoid I return just as quickly." Draco huffed as he let his arms stretch the length of the back of the couch. He looked down to Daphne as she looked to her nails, picking any and all floo powder out from under them.

"You really need a massage, it will make you less stressed." She smirked up to him playfully.

"No, and no! The last time you touched my back, you nearly throttled me to death. Had I given you the chance, my neck would be broken. I've learned my lesson." Draco shook his head. Daphne snickered as she laid her head back against the arm of the chair. From where he sat, he could see her mark on her arm, clear as day. It was the dark ink against her pale skin that showed it more than daylight in a dark room.

"You said, earlier… that she was dead… who is she?" Draco asked with a raised brow.

"Professor Burbage, they kidnapped her. I ran out like the hasty fool I am and saw them. Then to make things more cruel…" Draco watched her face contort with emotions that she didn't want to deal with.

"He made you murder her." Draco answered.

"I can't let them win this." She hissed. "They, all of them, I hate them with more passion than I could ever muster. When we were kids it was the dream job, but now… I want nothing more than to never return."

Draco slipped an arm behind her back and pulled her closer, letting her curl up into a ball in his lap. Her fingers curled around his shirt and her face buried in his neck. Like they always did when they were children, he wrapped his arms around her and she hugged him back. When they were in trouble or scared, they would curl in around each other. Not a tear slipped her eyes, Draco knew she would never cry or apologise for taking the professor's life. She wasn't that kind of girl.

"Don't return." He offered quietly.

"You know I can't." she whispered against the flesh of his adam's apple. Draco nodded, but mostly listened to her soft breathing in his arms. "Besides, I don't take orders from anyone. They can think that I am a loyal snake, but one day… they'll see. They will all see." He could feel the smirk on her lips as he shook his head.

"Then you have a greater death wish than I ever did." Draco scoffed.

"I am the better of the two of us, remember."

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Daphne stood beside the family pool, her hands on her hips as she looked to Astoria floating around on one of the most ridiculous looking floaties the girl could find. "Where did you buy that?" Daphne snickered to her sister.

"At the pool emporium in Diagon alley. Mother took me yesterday to get my bathing suit!" Astoria defended with a huff of air. Rolling her eyes, Daphne crossed her arms across her barely covered chest.

"You look like a floating grapefruit with that on!" Daphne snapped.

"Well atleast mother took me out shopping!" Astoria retorted. "You have to go get yours all on your own!" the 5th year slytherin bitch scoffed.

"Because I actually have a cup size! I don't have to have mommy buy padded bikini's for me!" Astoria's face contorted to say something back, but Daphne didn't want to hear it. She wanted to swim in the nice water before she had to go back to practicing wand works that afternoon.

Daphne rolled her eyes as she turned from the pool edge. Padding towards the chair where she put her towel and sunglasses, she grasped the hair tie in her fingers and stood up straight. Running her hands through her hair, she stopped as a shadowy figure came into sight and she held still. He walked towards them in a rather dark, billowing cloak in the middle of the hot sun, Wormtail holding an umbrella above his head like he was some damn queen of the world. Daphne wanted him to just pass by, as if he was just some shadow that lived among the house of the Greengrass estate. But he didn't.

Daphne went to pull her hair up, when he stopped beside her.

"Let me help." His smirk made her skin crawl, but she turned, dropping her hair against her bare shoulders, the hair tie in his porcelain fingers. Clamping her teeth shut, the pain in her jaw was enough to keep from shivering when he lightly pulled her hair back and tucked it away in the band. His hands clamped around her bun, yanking her head back suddenly. Daphne's eyes instantly shot to Astoria in the pool, not wanting her sister to see what was about to happen. But the girl turned and was on her stomach, her face turned to stare the other way.

"You've impressed me." His cold fingers let go of her hair. Daphne yanked away and turned to him suddenly, her heart beat giving away the small inch of fear in her veins. Thankful for the last year and Snape's late night lessons for her and Draco in Occulmency, much like Potter's lessons, to keep HIM out. Images of the other day filled her brain when he had yanked her hair back, afraid he would see Draco. Afraid he would see her best friend and see the traitor in her blood.

Daphne didn't feel like a traitor, but she couldn't let them know about her activities, lest she be labeled one. It would be the end of her.

"I am quite impressive." She spoke defensively, hands now crossing her bare stomach. Wishing she wasn't wearing such a thin bathing suit all of a sudden. Mostly for the fact she felt uncomfortable with his eyes on her body. Daphne never was the kind to care what boys thought of her. But that was it, boys, guys her own age. Sure her history with boys had not been the best, she often played them for what she wanted and dropped them short when she had what she wanted. However, this look, the hungry wolf look in his eyes, ate at her stomach. She wanted nothing more than to disappear from his sight.

It was bad enough she had to survive this without her best friend, without her squad of allied slytherin pawns, but now she caught the eye of the one man she didn't want to be in the eye of at all. It would have been easier to kill him without him seeing her coming.

"Your confidence has seemed to get you far." He chuckled coldly. Daphne smirked and let her hands slid to her hips. Turning from him, she stepped lightly to the side of the pool, slowly slipping down to the side, tucking her legs into the water. Atleast here, she didn't have to look him in the eyes. But she could see him refracted in the water's surface.

"How is a girl like me ever going to get anything she wants…" She trailed off and turned her head to smirk up at him over her shoulder, "If I don't have a little confidence." Thankful for the facade she practiced and lived so well. He slid to a chair in the shade. Hand folded in his lap, his cold look never left her shoulders. So she turned back to the water and shoved off the edge.

Daphne never thought about drowning, because it always seemed such a silly way to die, when she could just swim up. But if she could live down here, away from him, down in the cool, crystal depths, she would risk drowning for that. Only, she surfaced, breaking the water tension and taking a deep breath of air. Her dainty hands on the edge of the pool, she looked up to the snake in the chair. He looked so weird in the sun. The Greengrass manor had always been full of sun, but now, it felt like the garden was slowly festering around him.

"I have a task for you…" He spoke softly. Nothing else was said as he stood up. Pushing back more into the water, she floated, her eyes watching him leave.

He didn't say when she would get her task, but it wouldn't be good. Daphne need to find out what he wanted from her… before he told her!