A/N: Not mine, well some of it is.
I know that Forge and Gred, I mean Fred and George and Lee are two years older than the gang but in my story, they are just one year older. Okay?
For those of you, who don't know why the Death Eaters want her, cough bellacitron cough, re-read chapter 4.
Chapter 10
Rabastan didn't tell me about what happened at the Department of Mysteries. Every time I brought it up, he would stray from the subject. Surprisingly though, Rabastan and I formed a kind of friendship within the first week. I was allowed to walk about Malfoy Manor as long as he was with me. And I began to feel safe around him. But that wasn't the only feeling I was beginning to have. I wanted to be closer to Rabastan, but I felt like I would have been betraying Fred's trust. But he'd probably already forgotten about me. Hadn't he? I was so confused. I had caught Rabastan staring at me from time to time, with an expression I couldn't place. I was now walking around the Manor on my own; Rabastan had been called away by Draco. I froze when I heard their voices.
"You're positive it was the Weasley that she was dating." Rabastan demanded.
"Yes. Fred Weasley was in a heated snogging session with Angelina Johnson in Fortescues'. He seems to have forgotten all about her." Draco said smugly. I felt my heart break.
"If you're sure then. Don't tell her, it'll break her heart. There has to be some way to tell her without hurting her." Rabastan said sighing.
I felt a pang of gratitude for Rabastan not wanting to hurt me. Suddenly, Rabastan was standing in front of me, looking down at me.
"I'm sorry that you had to hear it this way." He said sadly.
I felt tears coming down my face as he pulled me into a hug. Suddenly anger coursed through me.
"I want revenge!" I said, pulling away from him.
"I know just the way." Rabastan said, pulling me with him down the hall and into Voldemort's meeting room.
"Have you finally decided to join me, my dear?" Voldemort asked from his chair. "Have you finally decided to embrace your inner darkness?"
I stood there, staring into the fire. Then I looked into Voldemort's dark red eyes.
"Yes, my Lord. Darkness is truth." I said, kneeling before him.
"Welcome my child. You are truly A Daughter Of Darkness." Voldemort hissed.
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There will be a sequel. It won't be up for a while. It'll be called A Daughter Of Darkness.
Thanks for reading!! I LOVE ALL OF YOU! In a non-creepy way.