A/N: Thank you to all of my faithful readers once again. I know that past chapter was…a little racy, to say the least. But, thanks to potterfan93, it was more than just an idea. When she read it, she loved it. I wasn't even going to use it until she told me how it had affected her. So, because of her amazing critiquing skills, she has officially become my editor. So, here it is, the next chapter! (From Izabela's POV).

Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter, except maybe an exact replica of Draco's wand…D.

The Consequences

Izabela slipped into her seat in Potions. Breakfast that morning had been a little…awkward, along with Herbology. He had been avoiding her all day, and she expected nothing less that the same in this class. She sighed and slouched down on her desk, thinking over what she had almost done that morning. She closed her eyes as she saw him walk in. He didn't look any better than she did: disheveled and sulky. She was painfully aware of his presence as he sat beside her and the lesson began. She opened her eyes, avoiding the gaze she knew he was giving her and trying to ignore the electricity that seemed to generate from their bodies (A/N: For any Twilight fans reading this, I kinda stole that from Twilight). She tried her hardest to pay attention, but couldn't. Finally, she sat up, tilting her chair against the wall, and put her hands behind her head, closing her eyes once more. The electricity seemed to grow between the two as she did so. She allowed the noise of the classroom to become but a hum in the back of her mind. She tuned in to Draco's even breathing and sighed. Her fingers traced her mark, and the realization of all that could've happened that morning seemed so much more deadly. She couldn't let her own selfishness hurt him.

Izabela's eyes snapped open as she caught the last of Slughorn's lecture. "Remember class, the power you gain from a potion must be used with the greatest care. The consequences of what it can and will do will come directly back to you. Now, please bring your potions up to the front of the class to be graded."

All around her, chairs scraped against the floor as students hurried to turn in their completed work. Izabela stayed frozen in her seat, his words echoing through her mind. 'The consequences of what it can and will do will come back to you.' How ironic, she thought.

As soon as the class was dismissed, she swept out of the classroom. She needed to be alone. She made her way to the tree by the bank of the lake, sliding against the trunk until she was sitting. She let her head his the rough bark of the tree.

This…curse, this thing that I was born into and thought was so wonderful. This service, what is it really? I know what my future holds. Death. Why else would we be called Deatheaters? My parents died for a man who fears his own death, who never would have risked himself as they did. And now it's my turn. He's going to make me destroy the one thing I care most about in this world. She could feel the tears stream down her face and didn't bother to wipe them away. She needed to get this over with.

She rose to her feet and brushed herself off. She faced the tower where she had first kissed him. He stared down at her through the window, then disappeared form her view. No, not her, she thought. Not where he asked me to…I can't do this here. She rushed back to the castle, stopping him as he left the hallway. She pushed against his chest.

"Please, not outside," she whispered, her tone begging. He nodded once, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. He grabbed her hand, and she knew that she would need to savor the last few moments she had with him like this. They returned to the room in the tower, his room, and she avoided his gaze. The silence dragged on until he pulled her face in his hands.

"What? What is it?" he asked, his voice barely audible.

"Draco, I..." She pulled away from him, her eyes focused once more on the lake. It seemed to be her representation of a perfect world.

"If it's about this morning, we don't have to worry about that. We can try again…when you're ready." His voice was soothing.

"Draco, we can't be together. It…it wasn't meant…this wasn't meant for us." Her eyes never left the lake, but she could feel hot betrayal as it slid down her cheek.

"Izabela, what are you talking about? Look, if Pansy is bothering you, I can--"

"It's not Pansy." Her words were harsh, as were her eyes as she turned to face him. "I can't be with you. Please, don't make this harder than it has to be. She is just one minor problem. I…I can't…you have other things you need to focus on, and I'm trouble." Despite the intensity of the situation, she smiled. "Of course, you're your own trouble as well." She kissed him, pulling away all too soon. "I could never risk losing you," she whispered. She turned and left the room, allowing the tear to form in her heart as she left him standing there, helpless and empty. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. A low, guttural sob escaped from her throat. "Good-bye, Draco Malfoy. I'll always love you." She wiped the tears from her face and made her way down the stairs. She needed to get away, far, far away from him.


A/N: PUH-LEASE don't hate me for this chapter!!! It needed to happen. It was part of the plot from the beginning. Plus, you got a little more insight on how she feels about being a Deatheater. I got seriously worn out and emotionally drained from writing this chapter. So, without further ado, I present my editor with her message!!! Oh, and review please.

Editor's Note (E/N): Wow…she told me that was going to happen ahead of time and I was still shocked and sad!!! Of course I don't like them apart and I wish Izabela would tell him about being a Deatheater, but ceog says that my wish isn't likely to come true any time soon (dang it!). I can't wait until the next chapter. Oh, and by the way…you should all check out my story, Something More

A/N: A little info on her story. It kinda has the same basis as mine, minus the evil-ness stuff. And, sorry to burst the bubble of her telling him soon, but you never know what's going to happen in the next chapter!!!

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