Draco frowned when he saw the back of Lyra as she sat at the Gryffindor table for the lunch hour. He sat down across from Pansy and stared past her, Harry was the first to notice but Draco ignored his glare and when Lyra glanced over her shoulder and gave him a small smile; his mood shifted. "I've got work to do." He cleared his throat and nodded towards the door and glanced up at Lyra who inclined her chin and turned back around. He roamed the almost empty Library and read the spines of books while he waited, Lyra smiled and tucked her charm back into her shirt when Draco noticed her.
"You could have just sent a bird. Harry-"
"Don't talk about him." He kissed her and backed her up against the bookshelf. "Why'd you go this morning?"
"To get dressed and eat breakfast so I wouldn't be late to Charms." Draco groaned. "Maybe you should go to more of your classes." he rolled his eyes and held her face as he kissed her. "Alright, enough." She batted his wandering hand from her skirt and Draco groaned, stepping back so he leant of the opposite bookshelf. "What has gotten into you lately."
Draco shrugged and raked his hand through his hair and loosened his tie with a jerk. "I want to fuck you." Lyra pushed off the bookshelf and cupped her hand over his mouth.
"Would you be quiet?" She hissed, lowering her voice and looking down the isles. Draco laughed and lead her other hand to his erection. "Stop. Someone will catch us." He pulled her hand from his mouth and smirked down at her.
"Didn't stop us before." He pulled her into a kiss and she groaned when Draco sucked on her bottom lip. "Fuck you're beautiful." Lyra giggled as he nipped her neck. "And what you're wearing is sinful." Lyra rolled her eyes.
"It's the uniform."
"No one else wears it like you." His hands were wandering her body and she let him kiss her to stop from moaning. He pulled her to a dimmer part of the library, further from the windows, and closer to the restricted section.
"Should I wear the trousers then?"
"No." Draco pushed her against the end of the stack and she gasped. "These are easer to fuck you in." He fell to his knees and Lyra tried to push his head away from her. It took him no time to hike the front of her skirt and move her panties to the side. His mouth was on her and she bit her knuckle to suppress a moan.
"Malfoy, stop." Lyra stared down the isle and watched for light and listened for any footsteps. "Fuck." She whispered when Draco slid two fingers into her. "Malfoy. She groaned and pushed his head again. "Draco." She whimpered and her breath shuttered.
"Go ahead." He added a third finger and Lyra threw her head back against the bookshelf and fisted her hand in Draco's hair. "Say my name."
Her legs shook and he fucked her faster, she could hear how wet she was as his fingers moved inside her. Her body was on fire, surly anyone that came close could hear her also, she was panting and Draco supported her as he stood. He sucked his fingers one by one and then licked his lips, "Let me fuck you."
"Not here."
"If we go somewhere else we'll be late for potions." Lyra gasped when he lifted her and pinned her to the cold wood end the library stack. "Let me fuck you." He pulled her higher and held her on one arm, pinning her between his body and the bookcase while he undid his belt. "Lyra?" She nodded and he kissed her, he pulled his hips back and Lyra wrapped her one arm around Draco's shoulder, with the other she reached between them and moved her underwear to the side. "What a good girl." He moaned as he sank into her.
"Fuck, Draco." Lyra was breathless as he moved her, she held the shelf that he supported her on. Her hands rested on the shelves and she held the end of the stack to help move her.
"Right there." He moaned and kissed her neck. "You're so fucking hot." Draco grunted, "Fuck. Lyra."
"Shut up." she whispered and bit back a moan, "Fuck I'm-"
"I'm close." Lyra locked her ankles around him and wrapped her around Draco's shoulders as she came. Draco chuckled as Lyra's body twitched around him, "Good girl." he groaned and gave a final push deep inside her. "Can you stand."
Lyra nodded and held onto him for support as he let her legs fall, "How am I supposed to go to Potions like this." She laughed and sank to the floor, her face was flushed and her neck had fresh marks.
"I guess you don't." Draco leant over her and kissed the top of her head before he left her there, hot and panting.
"A jelly legs jinx?" Pansy frowned and Lyra nodded when she finally made it into the Potions classroom, Slughorn hadn't even noticed she came in late. But when she glanced up Draco he winked and Lyra could have sworn Harry saw it. "I hate first years." She groaned and Lyra tried to focus and take notes, but every now and then her quill would jerk and write on its own. Lyra blushed as it described what had just happened in the library, she crumpled the paper and pushed it deep into her bag along with the quill before anyone could see.
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"Are you barking?" Ron hissed as he, Hermione and Ban rushed towards Lyra. "She's the only one who would be able to get close enough." Ban gestured to his sister and she stared over her book at the intrusion.
"Maybe, just maybe, she's heard something."
"I don't see where you're going with this Ban." Hermione frowned and Ban scowled down at her.
"Lyra." He turned to his sister, "You hear things in the Slytherin dorms right?"
"Oh yeah." she leant forward, "I heard Daphne and Blaise are-" she clicked twice and nodded her head. "But that's just a rumor, really. She's been in bed whenever I'm in the dorm. And one of the fifth years is trying to steal the exam answers from Professor Snape." She shrugged and returned her attention to her book, "Can't wait to see the aftermath." Lyra stared at the group as they explained what they wanted her to do. "You want me to spy on my Housemates?" Lyra scoffed in disbelief.
"Simply put," Hermione sighed, "And well, we're not invited."
"Speak for yourself." Ban grinned and shoved his hands in his pockets, "I'm going."
"Invited where?" Lyra shook her head.
"I told you she wouldn't be much help." Ron rolled his eyes.
"There's a party tonight Lala, The Green and Blue. And we are going."
"Why?" Lyra rubbed her brow, "I have better things to do than whatever you're trying to rope me into." Lyra rubbed her neck, "Besides I have plans tonight." She flushed and Ban raised an eyebrow, "I've fixed my wards you nosey prick. Nice try though."
"Well, we figured since you've gone full Vee-" Ban smacked the back of Ron's head roughly.
"Wow, so you just want me to get information right? The first time in weeks you two are even talking to me and you're asking me to interrogate the other Slytherin's." Lyra closed her book roughly and brushed past Ban. "I thought you were my friends, but apparently that's only when you need something." She glared at her brother, "And you? Should I share all your secrets then?" He shifted his weight and took Lyra's seat on the windowsill.
"We just need to know how many there are in the school." His eyes searched hers, "Fanatics."
"I can't help you." Lyra shook her head, "I'm sorry," she looked to Hermione and Ron, "I wouldn't even know where to start."
"Malfoy." Ron offered.
"He wont even talk to Pansy when I'm around." She shook her head, "I really can't help you, and I haven't even been invited to any parties.."
"Yet." Hermione was pleading, "I'm sure with, your particular skill, you cold charm a Slytherin or Ravenclaw into inviting you."
"I can't I'm going into Hogsmead today."
"So is half the school Lyra." She was shaking her head at her brother.
"I really don't want to be a part of this Ban."
"We became a part of this the moment we got the offer to go here." Lyra shook her head, "I don't think you understand how bad this is. If you would only listen to Harry."
"Where is he then? I'm all ears." She glanced around as she backed away from the group, "Oh wait. He's not here to tell me anything. He can ask me himself if he likes." Her eyes softened towards Hermione, "I have loads of work to catch up on before I head down to Hogsmead. I'm sure he can manage to find me if he wants to explain everything."
Lyra sat angrily on the bank of the Great Lake and listened to her quill scratch furiously onto the parchment. "I'm not sure-," Draco grunted as he joined her on a large flat rock that jutted away from the shoreline, "-that enchanted quills are allowed." She held her scarf to her chest as the wind threatened to bite through her and reddened her cheeks.
"I think too fast, my hands can't keep up." She turned and frowned, "'What are you doing? Someone could see us." He pulled his hat from his lap and tugged it on.
"Decent enchantments." He patted the warm rock they sat on and watched the thick grey clouds dump sleet around them in a perfect circle. "Could have done without the cold though." he pulled his jacket closed with a shiver, "Aren't you supposed to be in Hogsmead? I saw Filtch search you."
"I took a detour. And my enchantments are more than decent, besides I happen to like the cold. It keeps me focused." Her quill stopped abruptly and she frowned out into the lake. "What do you want Draco?"
"What makes you think I want anything?" He moved behind her and pulled her back into his chest, he was shivering.
"You always want something." Lyra sighed and Draco pulled her scarf down to kiss her neck. "Besides if one person asked me to do something for them today then I'm bound to be asked by others. That's how it works." Lyra shrugged his wondering hands off and leant away from him. "I'm not in the mood."
"Is that how it works?" Her quill picked up again and Draco watched as she focused on her book. "This is nice." He rubbed her back lightly and she ran her hand through her hair.
"I suppose."
"Katie Bell is going to Hogsmead this afternoon." Lyra hung her head and Draco set a package on her lap. "Don't open it." She ran her finger along the twine that bound the package and frowned.
"This is for Katie?" It took him a while to answer. He sat forward with his arm over his knee.
"No." Draco sighed and rubbed deep circles on her shoulders. "If it would make it easier I could-" Draco was whispering and Lyra couldn't hear him over the wind.
"What do you mean, no? I don't understand." Lyra shook her head and pushed the package off of her, "Why can't you do it?"
"Tell her to give it to Headmaster. As gift. I would, but I have detention with McGonagall and this needs to be done today."
"How am I supposed to convince her to do that Draco?" She tuned to look at him and found the answer in his eyes. They were cold and hard as he stared at her and she shook her head profusely. "Draco I can't do that. I'm not that kind of person." Draco brushed hair from her face and frowned.
"Who else asked you to do something today?"
"Ban." Draco groaned, "My brother wants me to go to this party tonight. I told him I have plans, because well, I do. Every night." Draco chuckled.
"He's going to the Green and Blue?" Draco scooted forward and rested his chin on her shoulder, "It can be boring since its traditionally a dance. But its worth the go if you get the invitation."
"Did you get invited?"
"Why?" He smiled and kissed her cheek, "Want to be my date? We would cause quite a stir." Draco's voice made her shiver and goosebumps covered her body.
Lyra rolled her eyes. "As if you'd be seen with me in public." Draco pressed a lingering kiss to her lips. Lyra flushed and turned back to her work, "No, I just wanted to go." Her quill didn't move.
"Why?" Draco snorted, "It's basically a dating pool. That's how it started anyway, now I suppose its not as big of a deal if you were to go alone. But not many people do." he hugged her from behind and she shifted uncomfortably. "Have your eyes on someone?"
"No. Obviously. Thuban just wanted me to go." She pulled her parchment from the air and tucked it into her bag, her quill looped in the air and settled into her bag as well. "Draco," Lyra sighed, "how am I supposed to-"
"Do you trust me?" She hesitated, and Draco squeezed her tenderly. "Lyra. Do you trust me?"
"I-" Lyra shrugged.
"I need your help with this Lyra. I didn't expect you to be able to do this on your own. But I can make you, you wont be you. Just like before." He pulled her scarf off and was undoing her jacket.
"Draco." Lyra let her head fall onto his shoulder and Draco massaged her breast tenderly, his other hand popped the button on her jeans.
"I do hate these." Draco grunted and pushed his hand into her underwear.
"I'm not in the mood Draco."
"Let me help you release some stress." His voice was hoarse as he slid his cold finger inside of her. "Just relax." Lyra sighed and closed her eyes.
"You're insatiable."
"Only for you." He hummed and Lyra moved so he could move easier. "God you feel so good." Lyra was panting and groaning against his touch. "You're going to help me." Lyra nodded and he flexed his fingers faster.
"Fuck." Lyra whimpered and Draco chuckled. "I'm not comfortable," Lyra moaned again when he pushed his fingers deeper, "with this, just do it without me." Lyra licked her lips and panted in the cold. "You can do it without me." She stared up at the sky and he cupped her face affectionately as a shiver pulsed through her body.
"Oh, my naïve little songbird." He helped her button her pants and close her jacked. "You don't have a choice." He rose his wand and she opened her mouth to protest but she couldn't manage to speak, "Imperio." He kissed neck and she turned in his arms. Lyra pinned him to the rock and was touching him desperately. "Enough." He cleared his throat and Lyra pouted as she sat up. "I should do this more often, maybe then you'd want me as much as I want you." Draco sat up and pulled her scarf around her, "Do whatever is necessary." He brushed her hair over her shoulder and gave her the package, "Give it to Katie Bell. Do not open it." Lyra nodded, "She has to give this to Dumbledore." He kissed her again before she stood and walked away form him. Her enchanted bubble faded as Lyra strode away from him, the cold wind and sleet cut through his body. Without her he felt nothing but the cold.
Lyra only felt calm as she walked alone through the slushy mess towards The Three Broomsticks.
"Hey," Harry pulled her to a stop, "Lyra I was calling for you." He waved Ron and Hermione on as they passed. "Didn't you hear me?"
"No," She blinked, "I guess I wasn't paying attention."
"About earlier, they're just trying to help me."
"I'm sorry I have to-" she turned to the Three Broomsticks and sighed when Harry pulled her arm to stop her.
"It would mean a lot if you could help us. To figure out what we're up against." He cleared his throat when a Professor passed them. "Tell us who we should be concerned of."
"Why?"
"I'm sure your bother has explained everything to you. And despite what other Slytherins would have told you-"
"We don't talk about much, besides who they think is cute." Lyra swayed slightly, "Ba, on the other hand, has been sending me letters for the past few months. Barely telling me anything."
"Letters?" Harry tensed.
"Through Ladon." She leant close, "His charm allows him to find us. Anywhere." She shrugged and continued swaying, "He comes when he's called," Lyra frowned, unsure why she was telling him this, "otherwise I'm not sure where he his. Would you like me to demonstrate?"
"No." Harry swallowed, watched her twirl for a moment and then tore his eyes away. "So you know about-"
"All the Dark Wizard stuff and the Death Eaters?" She nodded, "Thoroughly versed in the Death Eaters." He flickered his eyes from the snowy rock he was studying and raised an eyebrow, "My parents were killed by the fanatics. Not sure if they were Death Eaters, but-" she trailed off as she watched Katie Bell enter the tavern. "I should be going Harry."
"Wait." He held her hand, "You told them you wanted to know everything." Lyra shifted and pulled her scarf higher. "Will you help us." The door closed behind Katie.
"Sure, if I manage to get an invite. Tell the group that they owe me." She pulled from him slowly and walked alongside him to the tavern. "What do I need to figure out then?"
"If any of the students in Slytherin have become a Dark Wizard, if they have his mark."
"His mark? What mark?" She nodded and Harry held the door open for her, Lyra kicked the snow from her boots and searched for Katie.
"The Dark Mark, Lyra." Harry whispered and she nodded, "A skull with a snake curling from its mouth." He held her arm and she glared down at his hand, "It'll be here. On their forearm."
"Okay." She started to walk away from him and he tugged her back, "Do you know if-" He stared at her and cleared his throat before lowering his voice, "Does Malfoy-"
"How would I know anything about Draco?"
Harry stared at her, concern and frustration prominent on his face, "Did you want to join us?" He asked as they entered the small pub.
"No. I'm fine. I'm not staying long." She watched Professor Slughorn teeter a little as he stood and approached the table Harry had just sat down at. Lyra sat alone, facing the door and smiled at her server. "A Butterbeer, please." She smiled at the man when he returned and placed the amber drink in front of her. He stumbled backwards a bit as he returned to the bar, Lyra appreciated the cream he put on top and the caramel drizzle. The foam jiggled lightly as she pulled it closer; Katie was talking happily to her friend a few tables over. The foam spilled over the side and she wiped it with her finger. Her eyes met the waiters as he bussed a table and she licked the cream from her finger slowly. He stared for a moment, bewitched, and fumbled away from the table.
It took Katie a while to excuse herself to the bathroom and Lyra followed her quietly. She locked the door behind her and began washing her hands while Katie used the restroom. "You're hair looks really nice like that." Lyra smiled and Katie laughed, smoothing her hair appreciatively as she looked at her self in the mirror.
"Thank you, my mother sent me a new potion." Lyra nodded and before Katie could start the sink Lyra grabbed her wand.
"Imperio." Katie turned to her and Lyra told her all that Draco had instructed, "A gift for Dumbledore. You have to deliver it." Katie nodded and accepted the package, Lyra left first and thanked the waiter for the drink that she barely touched.
"On the house." The many blushed as she exited. She found herself in Honeydukes for more chocolate and smiled at the Slytherin boys as she passed.
"Just these today?" The Store-man smiled and she nodded.
"Yes, sir. I've been craving chocolate and strawberries." She hummed to herself, opening the box and popping a chocoball into her mouth. Lyra savored the strawberry mousse and walked happily home. As she meandered in the cold she felt her cheery attitude dampen when Draco's spell wore off. Her content demeanor was replaced with anger as she stomped towards the castle, the chocolate doing nothing to sooth her mood.
Two girls were arguing, their voices carried in the wind and was growing louder as Lyra walked. There was a long silence and when Lyra turned the final corner to leave the small town, she stared as Katie was lifted in the air. The girls' arms were outstretched, as though she was about to fly. There was something wrong, something eerie and a vacuum pull all the sound from the world. Lyra stepped slowly towards the group who stared up at the girl. Katie's hair was whipped around her by the fierce wind, but her eyes were closed and her face was empty of expression. Lyra stared at Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Katie's friend Leanne who were staring up at the girl.
She hovered six feet above the ground and, without warning, Katie let out a terrible scream. Her eyes flew open but whatever the girl could see, or whatever she was feeling, was invisible to the crowd and clearly excruciating. She screamed and screamed; Leanne started to scream too and seized Katie's ankles, trying to tug her back to the ground. Lyra covered her ears and watched Harry, Ron, and Hermione rushed forward to help. When they got a hold of Katie's legs, she fell onto them; Harry and Ron managed to catch her but she was writhing so much they could hardly hold onto her. The boys lowered her to the ground, Lyra could barely breath as she watched Katie thrash and scream.
Lyra stepped back when Harry looked around. "Stay there!" he shouted at the others over the howling wind. "I'm going for help!"
Lyra rushed past Harry as he ran back into Hogsmead, she touched Hermione's back and the Gryffindor jumped. "What happened?" The group was trying to to quiet her, reassuring her she was fine. Katie screamed relentlessly and twisted on the ground, Lyra held her stomach and just stared at the girl. It felt like hours before Harry returned with Hagrid, Katie just kept screaming and Lyra was trying to stop crying. Leanne buried her face into Lyra's shoulder and she covered her ears to try and muffle the sound.
"Get back!" shouted Hagrid. "Lemme see her!"
"Something's happened to her!" sobbed Leanne. "I don't know what-" Hagrid stared at Katie for a second, then without a word, bent down, scooped her into his arms, and ran off toward the castle with her. Within seconds, Katie's piercing screams had died away and the only sound was the roar of the wind.
Hermione hurried over to Katie's wailing friend and put an arm around her. "It's Leanne, isn't it?" Hermione was on her knees in the slush and stared up at the girl who cried into Lyra's jacket. The girl nodded. "Did it just happen all of a sudden, or-?"
The girl hiccupped, "It was when that package tore," sobbed Leanne, pointing at the now sodden brown-paper package on the ground, which had split open to reveal a greenish glitter. Ron bent down, his hand outstretched, but Harry seized his arm and pulled him back.
"Don't touch it!" Shouted Harry.
Lyra's throat was closing and she whined rubbed the girls back in an attempt to soothe her. Lyra pushed her gently towards Hermione and the girl collapsed. "What is it?" Lyra was beside Harry as he crouched down. An ornate opal necklace was visible, poking out of the paper.
"I've seen that before," said Harry, staring at the thing. "It was on display in Borgin and Burkes ages ago. The label said it was cursed. Katie must have touched it." He looked up at Leanne, who had started to shake uncontrollably. "How did Katie get hold of this?"
"Well, that's why we were arguing. She came back from the bathroom in the Three Broomsticks holding it, said it was a surprise for somebody at Hogwarts and she had to deliver it. She looked all funny when she said it... Oh no, oh no, I bet she'd been Imperiused and I didn't realize!" Leanne shook with renewed sobs, Hermione patted her shoulder gently.
Lyra felt sick and tried to keep her balance as the world spun beneath her. "She didn't say who'd given it to her, Leanne?" Lyra's head snapped from Harry to Leanne who shook her head.
"No... she wouldn't tell me... and I said she was being stupid and not to take it up to school, but she just wouldn't listen and... and then I tried to grab it from her... and- and-" Leanne let out a wail of despair and Lyra's breathing quickened.
"We'd better get up to school," said Hermione, her arm still around Leanne, and pulled the trembling girl to her feet. "We'll be able to find out how she is. Come on..." She glanced at Lyra who nodded and helped Hermione steady Leanne.
Harry hesitated for a moment, then pulled his scarf from around his face and, ignoring Ron's gasp, carefully covered the necklace in it and picked it up. "We'll need to show this to Madam Pomfrey," he said.
They had just entered the grounds when Harry spoke, Lyra could barely hear him over the wind, "Malfoy knows about this necklace. It was in a case at Borgin and Burkes four years ago, I saw him having a good look at it while I was hiding from him and his dad. This is what he was buying that day when we followed him! He remembered it and he went back for it!"
"I-I dunno, Harry," said Ron hesitantly. "Loads of people go to Borgin and Burke... and didn't that girl say Katie got it in the girls' bathroom?"
"She said she came back from the bathroom with it, she didn't necessarily get it in the bathroom itself-" Lyra couldn't keep it together, she rushed away and fell to her knees. She was sick, her stomach lurched and when she shut her eyes she could still see the girl's body curling and writing on the ground.
"I'll be alright!" She shrugged off Harry's hand when he pat her back as her breakfast repeated on her. "Get her inside, I'll be okay."
"McGonagall!" said Ron warningly.
Harry stepped away from her and Lyra looked up. Sure enough, Professor McGonagall was hurrying down the stone steps through swirling sleet to meet them. "Just go. I'm alright."
Lyra was soaked, freezing, and felt more guilt than anything, she stood slowly and pushed into the castle. Filch came shuffling eagerly across the entrance hall holding his Secrecy Sensor and when he waved it over her he prodded her a few times in her side. "The other's followed the Professor to her office." The man grunted and Lyra nodded, "Best you follow them." Lyra's legs trembled and passed Leanne who looked just as bad as Lyra felt. Lyra paused at Professor McGonagall's door and leant to listen as Harry shouted.
"Away?" Harry repeated angrily.
"Yes, Potter, away!" said Professor McGonagall tartly. "But anything you have to say about this horrible business can be said to me, I'm sure!"
Lyra held the door knob and there was a pause before Harry spoke again. "I think Draco Malfoy gave Katie that necklace, Professor."
She felt another wave of nausea crash into her and held a hand over her mouth as she choked it down. "That is a very serious accusation, Potter," said Professor McGonagall, after a shocked pause. "Do you have any proof?"
"No," said Harry and Lyra sighed in relief, "but..." Harry told her about following Malfoy to Borgin and Burkes and the conversation they had overheard between him and Mr. Borgin.
Lyra was shaking as she ran from the door, her throat burned and vision was blurry. Her charm pushed against her jacket and she tugged it out and followed its point, there was a small girl that stiffened when Lyra approached. "I think Professor Snape is looking for you." Lyra lied and wiped the tears from her cheeks, "You better go. He's not in the best mood." The girl stared up at her and Lyra was growing angry, her necklace tugged her towards the empty wall and she held the chain. "Go." Lyra shook her head, "Now!" The small girl squealed and dropped her scales as she ran away. Lyra waited until her quick footsteps vanished and the door appeared.
Her body quaked, and sank against the bare wall when the room sealed itself. Lyra wrapped her arms around her legs and wailed into the room, her grip tightened on her arms and she gagged, coughing and sniffing until her voice gave out.
"Lyra." Draco was kneeling in front of her and placed a light hand on her head and she screamed and recoiled.
"How could you?" Lyra stood when he reached for her again and pressed into the wall. "Yo- you told me it was a package. You didn't tell me it was going to do that" Her voice cracked ass he cried, "Don't touch me!" She screamed and smacked his arms away.
"I'm sorry." He stepped towards her and she pushed him away from her, "Lyra, really, I warned you, didn't I? I told you not to open it, next time I'll make sure you tell them too and-"
"Next time?" Lyra shook her head, "You're actually fucking crazy it you think for a second I'm going to let you use me again." She waited for the wall to split, for her to hear or feel a door appear on her back. Draco stared at her and she winced when opened his arms, his wand gripped in his right hand.
"You wouldn't think that I'd hurt you?" Lyra felt the wall and let a sob fall from her lips when it was still blank. "I'm doing what has to be done Lyra." He pulled her into a hug and her legs gave way; Draco held her as she cried. "Besides," he kissed the top of her head and tried to sooth her, "You proved yourself to him." Lyra's skin crawled. "When I succeed my family will be safe, and we can be together. It's all been planned." Lyra couldn't breathe.
"I have to tell them what I did." Lyra nodded and stepped away from Draco who frowned down at her and held her hand, he shook his head. "Yes." She hissed, "I should be expelled."
"Slow down Lyra. It's okay, you're okay." He squeezed her hand and she stared at it, she wiped her face and let out a long breath. "I don't have a choice Lyra. I have to do this, and when it's over we can be together. My mother-"
"No," whispered Lyra and pulled her hand from him, "No." The shock subsided and anger was setting in. "Are you insane? You didn't have a choice? I didn't have a choice." She pushed him and his face fell, "You cursed me and used me!" She was pushing him harder and harder and Draco stepped back with each shove. "I could have killed her!" Lyra screamed and her fist collided with his chin in a heartbeat. "I didn't have a choice, you took that from me and Katie almost died!"
"Lyra, you know it wasn't meant for Katie."
"And that makes it better?" She laughed, he stared at her and rubbed his face. "And you think I'd want to be with you? After you tried to kill someone?" Draco glared Lyra, her body burned and she rubbed the tips of her fingers together. "I thought you becoming a Death Eater was something forced on you. A punishment because Harry beat your stupid father." Draco was shaking his head and clenching his fists, "I'm delusional." She laughed, "I'm so fucking stupid."
"Calm down Lyra." Draco grabbed her hand and hissed when his hand burned. "You have to calm down, its going to be okay. We can be together now." He pulled her by her scalding hand into a kiss and she melted. "Everything will be okay." He held her face in his hands and she giggled.
"I've fucking lost my mind." Lyra pulled the roots of her hair and spun away from him, she bent over, laughing historically. "I can't do this."
"You don't have to do anything anymore. It's okay." She swatted his hand away from her shoulder and straightened.
"No Draco. This." She shook her head, "I can't do this anymore. You're so far gone that you're delusional. Convinced this is a good thing, because we can be together now*, whatever the fuck that means." He stepped closer and she held up her arms, "Don't come near me." Lyra pressed into the wall again and batted Draco's hand away. He was losing his patience. "Don't fucking touch me." Lyra growled. "Just stay away from me."
"You just need to understand." He lifted his wand, "I can help you understand." Lyra gasped and before Draco realized she pressed her wand into his chest. "Lyra." She was crying and all Draco wanted to do was comfort her, make her understand what was going on. He wanted to tell her his plans, everything, he opened his mouth but all that came out was a strange led breath as he was flung away from her and into a mountain of forgotten things. "Stay away from me."
Draco watched the door appear and Lyra fling it open, she disappeared behind it he waved his wand wildly and threw spells around the room. Draco screamed until his throat was raw.