Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I'd be with Draco. All I own is the plot, Callista Everwood and Georgia Walker.
By the way there is swearing in here. Specifically referring to the 'F' word formally known as fuck. :)
Claire: It was a bit of a shocker to me when I read it after I wrote it. But this one's quite a shocker too. I always leave on a cliffhanger. I would have thought you'd realise that by now. If you're thinking what I'm thinking then you might possibly receive a cookie for getting it right. I know this isn't that soon but it's faster than some of my other updates.
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Callie rushed out the common room door, down the stairs and out of the castle. Running to the gate of the school she pushed it open quickly and disappeared. Reaching her destination she sighed, relieved of her terrible pain. Her hands reached for the cloak hanging on a statue. She threw it over her clothes and flipped the hood up covering her face. A slight chill ran down her body as she stepped closer to the large circle. Around her were statues and gravestones shimmering in the moonlight. Running over to the large circle in the centre Callie took a deep breath as a cool gust of air flew in front of her. She shivered once again and stopped in front of a pale man.
He looked down at her a grinned cheekily, "How's it feeling Princess?"
"To be quite honest, terrible My Lord." Callie responded.
The group around her began to laugh. The pale man known as the Lord spoke "Shut it! She's still young, it's allowed to hurt. Now munchkin, I've got some tasks for you."
Callie rolled her eyes at his teasing nicknames for her. Ever since she started serving him he had come up with stupid and silly teasing nicknames for her. She knew it was all just a tease; he did it on purpose, just to annoy her.
"Yes my Lord?"
"Firstly, there's a family that needs to die."
Callie closed her eyes and sighed. This was the part she always dreaded. The killing of innocent people, it was just cruel.
"It's that stupid half-blood family I told you about last week; The Robertsons."
Nodding, Callie took another deep breath. The Dark Lord down at her, "So, go now, I want those people dead as soon as possible."
Callie nodded her head and bowed before apparating. She appeared in front of a small brick house. It had a small wooden door and large glass windows. Taking her wand out of her cloak she breathed deeply, ready, "Alohamora."
The door unlocked instantly and Callie made her way inside. She could hear voices coming from within the rooms of the small dwelling. Taking a deep breath she pulled her hood farther down in front of her face. A small smile left her lips as she could hear a young child's laughter coming from down the halls. It faltered when she remembered why she was there. Walking down the hallway she found the family sitting in the living room watching a television program.
A tear fell down her cheek as she raised her wand, only to be startled when the young child turned around screaming. The parents turned around only to scream as well. Callie cringed at the sound of their cries and pointed her wand at the child, knowing he had to be first, "Avada Kedavra!"
A green light shot from her hand hitting the child square in the chest as he fell silent dropping to the floor. The mother shrieked and fell to her knees, scooping her poor lifeless child into her arms. She cried and looked up at Callie, her eyes glaring. Pointing her wand at the mother almost instantly, Callie shouted again, "Avada Kedavra."
Again, another lifeless body fell without a struggle. The man looked down at his family. Callie could see him weep as he reached for his wand in a futile attempt of stopping her. He pointed it at her, but he was too late. Callie had raised her wand the final time, "Avada Kedavra."
His body stiffened as he fell to the floor. Callie took one last look at the three bodies in front of her and fled. She couldn't stop the tears from falling down her cheeks as she left the house. Leaning up against a brick, she took a moment to sort herself out. That once happy mood she was in was no more. She could feel her heart breaking into a million pieces. Wiping the tears from her eyes she breathed a couple times before she apparated back to the graveyard.
"Well, is it done my little angel?"
Once again Callie cringed at his nicknames and nodded, unable to talk. The Dark Lord stepped towards her pulling her into a hug teasingly and turned to the others, "Now see this is someone who knows how to complete a task." Callie merely rolled her eyes.
"Now, this one is important."
Callie nodded and looked up at him. He pursed his lips, "I need you to make sure Draco Malfoy completes his task."
"Task my Lord?"
"How daft can you be? I know you're the Lord's favorite! But honestly, use your brain." A death eater shouted out.
Callie turned to face him, immediately recognizing him, "That doesn't mean I know everything Lucius!"
"Sure, but you could use that stupid little brain of yours and make some sense of it!" Lucius said taking a step towards her.
Callie narrowed her eyes through her hood rushing towards him. A hand reached and pulled on her cloak sending her into the arms of the Dark Lord.
"Hush, Lucius, Munchkin, Draco Malfoy's task is to murder the great wizard Albus Dumbledore." The Dark Lord said.
Callie's eyes widened, "M-M-Murder?" She had always enjoyed the respect and comfort of Albus Dumbledore but now…she was meant to make sure he died. What if she couldn't do it? No, she couldn't. He was always so polite and caring. He didn't deserve to die.
The Dark Lord nodded, "Yes, murder. You question it and I'll kill you on the spot."
"My Lord, you know I would never doubt you. I was simply…caught off guard, is all. I meant no disrespect whatsoever." Callie quickly came back with.
"That's what I would like to hear sweetie pie."
Callie rolled her eyes subtly and nodded, "Is there anything else you wish of me, my Lord?"
"No, that's it princess. Now you may go after you give me a hug. "He said teasingly.
Callie nodded and let him hug her before she walked away from the graveyard slowly. Without looking back she could hear the snickers coming from the other death eaters, Lucius especially. Pulling off her cloak she hung it up on the statue and apparated back in front of the school gate. Her eyes wandered up it admiring its height. She didn't feel right waltzing back in after what she had done. Sighing, she finally walked through the gate. She ran up to the Gryffindor common room, stated the password and slid down onto the floor.
After a while she looked up and saw a figure on the couch. After looking closely, she could see that Georgia had fallen asleep. She smiled; glad to know her friend was watching out for her. Leaving Georgia alone, Callie went upstairs to the dorm. She quickly stripped and got changed for bed collapsing almost immediately.
The day alone had been stressful enough, with the fights during class. It always happened on the worst days. Her good days, he'd leave her alone, but once something sinister or bad ran through her head he'd send for her. Running her hand through her hair she sighed and thought of the family she'd just killed. The child was innocent and didn't deserve to die. She wasn't a killer, no, definitely not. She wasn't going to believe it. It wasn't true. Callista Everwood was not a killer.
Her task was running through her head. She kept wondering how she was going to fulfill it. Her relationship with him wasn't going to help either. One minute he was sweet, the next a complete ass. It wasn't going to be easy, that was for sure. But she knew she had to figure out a way…her life was on the line. As she began to think about it more deeply she became overcome by tiredness and soon fell asleep. Tossing and turning throughout the night she dreamt of her task and of Draco.
There was a knock on the door. Opening it there was a small boy with white blond hair grinning, "PC! PC! Let's go, let's go!"
"Where are we going?" The girl on the other side of the door asked.
"We're going to the park! My mommy's taking us, let's go let's go!"
PC smiled, rushed back into the house to tell her mother. She was out within moments in white sneakers and a small red jacket. The blonde boy took her hand as they ran ahead of the boy's mother to the park. Reaching a wide open park the two kids ran to the swings and sat down on them. At the same time their small legs pumped sending them higher and higher into the air.
"Wheeeeeeee! This is fun, thanks for taking me Draco." PC grinned as she swung higher than him.
"You're welcome Callie. Hey, that's cheating, talking to me to get higher!" He smirked as he pumped his legs harder swinging up to her height.
The two kids swung for quite a while before slowing down. Once they were to a complete stop they jumped off and ran over to the sand box. Draco smiled at her, "Let's see who can make the biggest sand castle."
"You're on Malfoy."
"Bring it on Everwood."
The two kids laughed and began scooping dirt as fast as they could piling it up and up. The two grew tired quickly and sat back to admire their work. Callie looked at Draco, and Draco at hers. They both sighed and reached out their hands to shake, "Good one."
"I think mine's taller Draco." Callie said after a while.
"No, mine is. Look at it."
"Oh, you know what? They're the same size."
Draco giggled, "Great minds build alike."
Callie smiled. Draco stood up, brushed the sand off of himself and helped Callie up. He grinned and hugged her. She jumped at the sudden attack and hugged him back. He spun her around before placing her back onto the sand. Hand in hand the two ran off to the slides. Sliding down they squealed in happiness until Draco's mother insisted it was time to go home.
And once again they ran ahead in front of her. Reaching Callie's door Draco hugged her again, "Thanks for being my best friend Callie."
"No, thank you Draco. You're the best friend a girl could ever ask for."
Draco smirked and waved before disappearing into his house.
Opening her eyes Callie smiled at the memory. He was the best friend ever wasn't he? He was until he decided to become a fucktard. The door of the dorm was pushed open lightly. In the doorway was Georgia. Sitting down next to Callie Georgia looked her directly in the eye, "You look horrible, what did he make you do?"
Callie let her head fall, "I killed a family today."
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Georgia said wrapping her arms around Callie's shoulders.
Georgia was the only one who knew her secret. Callie was glad she had someone to talk to about it. Someone who could understand, at least only a little bit. Lifting her head up Callie turned to face Georgia, "But I had a dream that made up for it."
"Ooh, what happened in it?"
Callie merely laughed, "It was just a memory of my best friend. I miss him, I really do."
Georgia nodded and stared straight at the wall, "I'm glad you've got some comfort after all you go through. Just make sure you don't get yourself in too deep okay? Once you feel it's getting too much I want you to come straight to me and we'll go beat the living shit out of You Know Who. I'm not quite sure how, but we'll figure it out. You got it?"
Callie laughed again, "You amuse me Georgia. You really do."
"I try, I try."
Callie smirked. The door was pushed open once again this time revealing a very frustrated Hermione. Callie and Georgia looked at each other confusingly.
"Hermione, what the fuck happened to you?" Callie asked eyeing her friend over.
"He's so bloody rude! I don't know how he thinks he's being nice!" Hermione shouted.
"Who's being rude?" Georgia asked now intrigued.
"That stupid bloody redhead."
The two girls merely went 'ah' before snickering. They knew quite well who Hermione was talking about and knew why he was acting the way he was. Callie stood up and placed her hands on Hermione's shoulders, "Breathe, breathe and tell us exactly what happened."
Hermione sat down on the bed across from them, sighed and began.
Did you really think I wasn't going to give you a cliffhanger? :) R&R! If you have noticed I've made Voldemort seem a little teasing. If you find this to be OOC just refer back to one of Callie's lines where she says he started calling her nicknames to annoy her. It's only that. He's still Voldemort.
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