" You shall be mine, Hayley Andrea Potter ".
" in your dreams, Mr. Dark Lord ".
~~ooOOOoo~~
A few minutes before...
At the dinner table. No one could get Hayley to talk, it was like someone froze her.
She refuses to eat, and also she didn't even speak to anyone.
The only one to get a word out of her was Remus Lupin.
Right now he was whispering something in her ear.
" hey after dinner, can I talk to you outside?" He asks.
Hayley nodded. He was the only one she trusted right now.
If this was anyone else, then she would have acted out.
" Of course " she nodded at him. Hermione frowned, she wondered what was up with her Hayley. Did she need to fight anyone? Or was it just the time of month?.
Ron was no existence to the world. He was only swallowing down his food.
Ginny was Frowning. She didn't what to know what was wrong with Hayley.
Once everyone was done eating. The teens went upstairs while the adults stayed down to speak to the order.
Why were they having meetings in a house full of inexperienced teens was something Hayley thought about all the time.
As everyone went upstairs she forgot to get something.
As she made her way to the kitchen she was about to turn the corner.
But the words that came out of someone's mouth shocked her.
" I don't know Albus. If she continues to act like this, then we will have no choice but to kill her " Molly replied.
Albus Dumbledore nodded.
Behind the covered walls, Hayley had her hands on her mouth to prevent herself from screaming out in pain.
The order and the people she thought she knew were threatening to kill her.
What has she done wrong?. She then made her way upstairs where she begins to pack.
Once done she walks to the window and looks over at the door.
Hayley knew the order and the Weasley's would come looking for her soon.
But she didn't care. If they wanted to kill her then that's fine.
But she wouldn't be here to find out. So carefully and slowly she climbs out and suddenly she felt pain.
" Come outside and meet me, Hayley Potter. Or face the consequences" the cold voice said.
Before she could reply her world suddenly went black.
Opening her eyes Hayley blink and gasp a sharp pain filled her head. Why did it feel like someone hit her in the head with a frying pan?.
" Glad to see that you are awake, little one ". Sitting up fast and heart beating out of her chest.
Hayley opens her eyes and looks at the face of A older but young Tom Riddle.
" What do you want, Voldemort?!" She snarled.
She felt so heartbroken and miserable. She didn't care if the dark lord killed her.
She just wanted this pain to stop. " You" was Voldemort's answer.
He had a smirk on his face, Hayley just stared and pretend like she didn't hear him.
" Are you going to kill me?" She asks. If he was going to kill her. At least do it now dammit. Where she was ready to go.
Voldemort frowned at her words 'What did she mean by that?'.
" Death? why would you want to die?. Surely you want to live?".
"No, I would rather be with my parents " was Hayley's last words.
Voldemort nodded.
" Okay ".
To Be Continued.