– Draco's pov –
"You have no idea how scared I've been... how much I missed you." Ellen whispered, hugging me from behind.
"You have no idea how worried I've been." I turned around and stared into her eyes.
"Kiss me, Draco." Her weak voice spoke and I could feel this heat starting to pulse through my blood. I pressed my lips against hers.
– Ellen's pov –
Draco slipped his lips against mine then opened my mouth with his tongue. I moaned and pulled his body down tightly against me.
He then sucked on my lower lip. He ran his fingers through my hair. Then his hand was on my breast.
It had been only a week since what happened at the stadium back in Hogwarts. A week since Voldemort took my consciousness. Though I wasn't myself, I'd been missing him. I'd been missing this boy whose lips were now tugging with mine.
At that very moment, I wanted to forget about everything. I wanted Draco to consume me.
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"This is a beautiful garden." I spoke and Draco chuckled. It was midnight and we sneaked out to the garden behind the manor secretly. The garden was huge, surrounded by tall bushes, but what struck me was the massive number of black roses laid out in front of my eyes.
"I've never seen black roses," I sat down and smelled the roses.
"I love the scent." I looked up and smiled at Draco, who was already looking at me.
"This is the only place in my house that looks alive, though, of course, it is a bit dark." He then sat down beside me. A silence followed and we just gazed down at the roses. The midnight air was refreshing and its chilly breeze caressed my skin peacefully. Then I remembered never asking Draco about this...
"Draco?" I hesitantly opened my mouth.
"Hm?" Draco turned to face me but I continued staring down.
– Draco's pov –
When I looked at her, Ellen was touching her necklace... then she asked.
"Are you to be a death eater?"
My heart dropped at this question. I couldn't say anything and I didn't want to. She was not looking at me and I was scared that she would leave me.
"I wish I could say no. I really do." I broke the silence after a while and she, quite unexpectedly, just quietly held my hand.
"What's gonna happen to us?"
"I don't know." I hated that this was the only thing I could say to her but I really had no clue. I sighed.
"Ellen, I don't know what his plans are, I don't know how long you will be staying with us, and I don't know when... I'm going to be one of them." I blurted out of frustration and she turned to meet my eyes.
"...I'm sorry. I really don't know, Ellen."
– Ellen's pov –
It was heartbreaking to see his sad face. I regretted asking the question and hugged him.
"Please, no... I'm sorry... It's okay, Draco..." Then Draco stared straight into my eyes and spoke cautiously.
"Us two, we must be careful. We will act to their- no, his will until we... at least figure out something about what's to happen. Otherwise..." Draco didn't finish his sentence and I thanked him he didn't.
"He will start making his moves to take over the world and you, Ellen, will be involved in the process. We will need to be very patient and very smart." He warned further and I nodded.
To lighten up the mood, I smiled faintly and tried quipping.
"Yes, we need to very patient and try our best to take our hands off of each other, even though I know that you will be very tempted to do the opposite." And it seemed to be successful; Draco chuckled.
"My father actually is in favour of us being close, though." He smirked, putting his face closer and closer to mine. My heart never failed to skip a beat whenever he was close to me.
"But... I think all our emotions should be undercover just in case and I'm basically supposed to be playing the cold-hearted, rude Dark Lord's daughter so." I shot him a melancholic smile and Draco pulled away, also showing a sad smile.
"Well, good luck to both of us." He then placed his lips gently on my cheek.
I was happy to be back with him but whenever I was happy, something bad happened... And this time I could feel it coming as well.
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Time flew by quickly and painfully.
June, July, and August. The three months were difficult with the whole "undercover" acting. I didn't speak most of the time, so Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy probably think that I'm incapable of conversations. I acted quietly and... I hated it but occasionally rudely. I didn't give a single glance at Draco when there were people (even when there was only one house elf) around.
We still did spend our nights together secretly; we met mostly in my room (or in the garden) because it's a really big room and there's lots of hiding spots. This was the only good thing about being, basically captured there. Draco was what kept me alive in that intimidating manor where every single second was filled with impenetrable obscurity and the fears that derived from it.
When August was approaching its end, I felt relatively more peaceful and... there was a leap of hope. Hogwarts was to start very soon and all I could think of was running up to Professor Dumbledore and begging him to help me.
But that hope was destroyed the day before the 1st day of Hogwarts; as soon as I stepped into Mr. Malfoy's office.
"Miss. Lascelles, our time is coming, it's happening soon. You've been so patient with us and I have never been happier... You must be thrilled..!" Mr. Malfoy spoke in a contained, yet slightly maniac manner. Since I wasn't receiving any of Voldemort's signs, telepathy, whatever it was because the curse on me wore off, I had no clue what was "happening soon" and I had to figure out what he was referring to.
"Indeed..."
What should I say? I first need to find out when the Merging will be happening and where. What will make him mention them? I gulped. This could go wrong but I had no other choice.
"Well... do you think it's happening 'soon'? Because I don't." Please say something, Mr. Malfoy. Say something.
"Hogwarts starts tomorrow and I mean... two more months till he finishes gathering all the death eaters, my lady. We've been waiting years... Two months is not a long time."
Two months? Death eaters? Does this mean Draco will also..? I need to find out more.
"Right... By the way, Draco also seems thrilled to become... you know..." I spoke nervously and Mr. Malfoy furrowed his brows slightly. Shit, shit.
"Really?" He spoke as if he realised what I was implying. I gulped... but his frowning face promptly turned into a wide smile.
"I hope you are right. Anyways, tonight he will be given the big task to prove his loyalty and finally become one of us."
Tomorrow? My heart began pounding at his remark and I had to try hard not to show my heavy, nervous breathing.
"...What task?" I smiled forcibly and Mr. Malfoy answered...
"Killing that bothersome Dumbledore."
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What..? Killing who?
"This will be fun... Imagine! With no Dumbledore, your ceremony will successfully be completed, with all the horrified eyes upon you -"
...What is he saying?
"I mean Hogwarts is a great place, our Lord's decisions have always been so thoughtful... Don't you agree?" When Mr. Malfoy finished his sentence and I realised what he meant, I felt a lump in my throat.
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It's happening at Hogwarts. Voldemort is about to destroy Hogwarts.
I must tell Draco. I must warn them. I need to... help them.
