Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I'd be with Draco. All I own is the plot, Callista Everwood, Georgia Walker and Rilyn, the house elf.
By the way there is swearing in here. Specifically referring to the 'F' word formally known as fuck. :)
I know I took long, I'm sorry! But at least I'm getting updates in.
This chapter's dedicated to: Jaimee, my friend that made my day with our Harry Potter talks.
He arrived at the portrait to the Gryffindor common room. The fat lady stared down at him as if he was insane. She knew full well he didn't know the password, so didn't bother to ask. He stood there for a good twenty minutes before the portait opened. Out came Ginny Weasley. He wasn't sure what to say to her, but spoke anyway.
"Hey uh, Callie's in there right?"
Ginny turned and looked up at Draco, "What? Oh, yeah, she is. But she doesn't want to see you."
"Why? She was the one who broke up with me, she doesn't have the right to be that sad."
"You're such an idiot. You broke her heart and her promise and you fucking expect her to just willingly talk to you?"
"Well yeah." Draco said thinking it was quite obvious.
"You don't know shit do you? Look, I'll take you to her, but I can't guarantee that she'll want to speak to you, just don't mention my name, she'll kill me."
"I uh...thanks, but why?"
"Why am I letting you talk to her? Well firstly, I'll admit I'm afraid of you, secondly, she's a wreck, it's driving me up the wall!"
Draco let out a small smile as he followed her into the common room. He followed her up to the girls dormitory and pulled out his wand. Opening the door he pushed it open slightly, "Callie?"
Callie looked up to see Draco peering in, she screamed, "WHO THE FUCK LET HIM IN HERE?"
"It doesn't matter. I just...I want to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk to you. So fuck off."
He sighed and sat down on the bed across from her, "Look Cal, I... Well, I haven't been doing very well the last couple days. I went home after you broke up with me. My mother's fed up with me and can't stand to see me whimper or cry. My father's about ready to crucio my ass until I shut up for good. And The Dark Lord is pretty pissed with you."
Callie's head perked up at the last sentence. She knew that he would have been pissed when she didn't show up to the meetings. But she never thought he'd send anyone to personally tell her that, let alone Draco Malfoy. Sighing she looked up at her ex, recognizing the sad expression on her face, "Thanks for telling me."
Draco nodded and reached over to touch her. She flinched, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
"I'm taking you to him."
"I can bloody do it myself."
"Calm down Callie. He's not meeting in the normal place, it's somewhere new. Let me take you there."
Callie sighed, not wanting to have him touch her. But she knew at the moment she had no choice. The Dark Lord was already quite mad at her, and missing another meeting wouldn't have been very good. She knew the day would be coming soon, and she had to be prepared for it. Going to the meeting would help. Letting him take hold of her arm they apparated.
Reaching their destination Callie turned away trying not to show her face. She had missed having him touch her. Flinching she looked up at her surroundings as he eyes widened. He had taken her to the Malfoy Manor. There was something fishy about this. Standing in front of her was Lucius Malfoy with an evil stare on his face.
"So you're the infamous Princess." Lucius said sneering.
"Yeah, that'd be me. You never thought I'd be right under you nose did ya?" Callie teased.
"No, I didn't. And I never thought you'd be my son's ex girlfriend. And now you and I have to go."
"Where are we going?"
"To The Dark Lord, he's not very pleased with you right now."
"Oh, I know." Callie said stepping forward towards Lucius so he could take her.
Lucius took hold of her arm forcefully and disapparated. They arrived at the graveyard. Shoving her towards the Dark Lord Lucius smirked, "Got her."
"Princess! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?" The Dark Lord shouted at Callie.
She hung her head low, "I...I'm sorry. I just... I haven't been very well these last few days."
"She's broke up with my son." Lucius piped up as he crossed his arms across his chest.
Callie snapped her head around to face Lucius, "SHUT THE FUCK UP! You're not supposed to tell anyone that! You weren't even supposed to fucking know!"
"Don't you curse at me you little bitch!"
She couldn't say anything back but merely turned towards The Dark Lord, "It's true. Draco and I were dating but we broke up. And well I haven't been very pleasant these last couple days."
"That's all the more reason for you to come to me honey. You can take your anger out on the killing of these people I want you to get rid of."
A smirk played across Callie's face, "You've to people that need to be killed?"
The Dark Lord looked at her face and smirked back, "You're up for it?"
"Bring it the fuck on!" Callie said pumping her fist into the air.
"I fucking love your enthusiasm! You need to get pissed more often."
Callie merely laughed as The Dark Lord gave her a piece of paper with a single name on it. She looked down and could have sworn she'd heard it before. Disapparating from the graveyard, knowing she didn't have her cloak on, she continued on. Nothing mattered at that moment, she was in a mood and there was only one way to make her feel better, as rude and mean as it sounded.
Thehouse was a small brick one. She opened the door and headed inside. The family was sitting in the living room. Looking down at them she recognized them immediately. They were her neighbors from when she was a little girl. They too recognized her. The mother looked up at her, "Callie? Little Callie Everwood? Wow, it's been so long. How did you get in here?"
"The door was open." Callie responded with a smile.
"Hey Callie!" The boy responded smiling.
Looking at their happiness made this feel a whole lot better, that mood was really pissing her off. She lifted her wand up and pointed it at the boy. They all looked at her confused. The boy who was always a muggle just laughed, "You're pointing a stick at me?"
Callie smirked, pointed it at his father and shouted, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The green light shot out of her wand and hit the father square in the chest. He fell lifelessly to the ground. Both the mother and son screamed bloody murder. They were just about to go over to him but Callie pointed her wand at them, "You move and I'll do the same thing to you."
They stopped immediately in their tracks. The mother looked at her, "What did you just do?"
"Oh, I killed him. He's dead."
"How?" The boy asked.
"It's called magic, and this is a wand. And that was just the killing curse."
"Oh, so you're magical?" The mother questioned.
"You bet. And oh by the way, AVADA KEDAVRA!" She said hitting the mother.
The boy screamed yet again, "YOU BITCH! You said you wouldn't do it to us!"
"I did? Oh, I'm sorry. It must have slipped." Callie said merely smirking.
"What happened to you? You were such an amazing friend and so innocent and sweet."
"People change Kyle, people change."
"FUCK YOU BITCH!"
"Nah, fuck you. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The green light shot him in the chest. As he fell lifelessly to the ground she cackled evilly. Walking out of the house she continued to laugh like a maniac. Once she was out she disapparated back to the graveyard. Arriving back at the graveyard she smiled up at The Dark Lord, "That was fun."
"Really? Wow! See, look, this is someone who knows how to complete a task with pride." The Dark Lord said looking out at all the Death Eaters.
Callie merely cackled and let her had fall back as she did. Bouncing up and down she smiled back up at him, "Do you have anything else for me to do? I'm really pumped now."
The Dark Lord grinned, "I wish I did Princess, but I'm out for now."
"You don't have to call her Princess anymore My Lord, we all know who she is." Lucius said angrily.
"No, we don't." Piped up Avery.
"Yeah, we don't. So why don't you tell us My Lord?" Bellatrix said batting her eyelashes at him.
He looked down at Callie as if asking her permission. Callie merely shrugged her shoulders, she didn't care. The Dark Lord looked up at his Death Eaters, "Her name's Callie Everwood, I recruited her when she was three, and she'll do anything I ask. She's my wittle Princess."
"Callie Everwood? What the hell kind of name is that? It's so fucking gay!" Bellatrix shouted.
"Oh and Bellatrix Lestrange is better? That sounds like you should be locked up in an insane asylum, oh wait, you are insane. Hmph, works for you." Callie snickered.
"SHUT IT YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Bellatrix shouted trying to run towards Callie.
Merely smirking Callie held her hand up and flicked it to the right throwing Bellatrix into a tree. Dusting her hands off she smiled evilly. Up against the tree, groaning and whining in pain sat Bellatrix. Standing up she was shocked. No one besides The Dark Lord could do magic like that and here she saw a sixteen year old girl doing it. She definitely was His favourite. He hadn't taught anyone else magic like that.
Letting her evil stare drop she dragged her body back over to the circle and hid her face. Callie smiled. Just as she was about to leave she was stopped by The Dark Lord, "Cal, wait. I want it to happen tomorrow alright? Little Malfoy knows that."
She nodded and left the graveyard quite quickly. Arriving back at the castle she ran up over to the lake. Sitting down on the edge she took off her shoes and let her feet dangle in the water. Tomorrow would be the day. She never thought it'd come so fast, and now there was nothing she could do. It had to be done and she couldn't stop it. There was a part of her hoping Draco would have the courage to do it and she wouldn't even have to appear, but another part knew he wouldn't be able to.
It was a sense of pride that told her this. She wanted to feel the satisfaction of doing something like that. It wasn't that she wanted to kill Dumbledore, it was more of a wanting to please all the Death Eaters she's spent her whole life being afraid of. By succeeding in this she'd be at the top, even respected by the rest of them, Bellatrix especially. It was important she succeeded.
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Back at the Malfoy Manor Draco was standing in the kitchen with his mother. She had a stern look on her face. No words were coming out of her mouth, yet he knew she wanted to say something. He knew she was upset with him for turning Callie in, but what was he to do? And besides she was The Dark Lord's favourite, it wasn't like she was going to get in ridiculous amounts of trouble right?
He merely waved to his mother before disappearing. As he arrived back at the castle he raced up to his room and flopped down on the bed. He had the rest of tonight to make sure he could finish his task. On his way up to the common room he heard Harry talking with Hermione and Ron about why he was spending so much time with Dumbledore. He knew this would be his chance.
Tomorrow morning he was going to follow Harry and Dumbledore around everywhere and find the perfect time to go in for attack. Even if Callie was mad at him, he knew she'd be there to help, she was required to, or she'd be killed. Fluffing his pillow he got comfortable and dozed off, trying to prepare himself for the big day tomorrow.
That next morning he woke up, refreshed, but not even remotely ready. Stepping into the bathroom he gazed into the mirror and whispered to himself, "Is this who I really am? Am I a killer? Is this what I want? Really? Yes, Draco. You need to do this. This is your destiny."
After composing himself, he got dressed, gelled his hair so he'd feel more professional and headed out of the common room. Sneakily he rushed around the school in search of Harry Potter and Dumbledore. Finally giving up he made his way up to the Astronomy Tower where he always went to think. Standing there looking out at the field of the school was Harry and Dumbledore.
Taking a few deep breaths Draco stepped out into the open and cleared his throat.
I know it's a cliffhanger, but I had to. I don't have all of the next INTENSE part written, and I want it to all be it's own chapter, and I'm sorry it's short.
-xActDanceWritex