Voldemort and Vampire

Author's note: This chapter includes nose-less guy and Ebony getting mad and Ebony's band.

I ran into the forest, going deeper and deeper, the wind rushing in my ear. I was so mad and sad. I couldn't believe Draco. He had cheated on me, the hypocrite. With Vampire of all people. I thought he loved me. I collapsed on the ground and saw it was the same clearing in which we had first kissed. It was ironic.

I started crying, my head in my hands, leaning against the tree against which I had turned him into a vampire. I should have known. He hated me for turning him into a monster. I should have known that he would never love me the same way I loved him. It was a wreck from the start.

Well, I'd be the better guy. I'd be happy for them. I'd be sad, maybe never date again, but I'd be happy for them. I started humming a song that I had once heard.

"Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me

I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go

So find someone great, but don't find no one better.

I hope you're happy, but don't be happier," I started singing quietly in the forest with no one to hear me mourn our relationship other than the creatures of the forest.

I looked up at the dark sky. It looked like it was going to rain heavily. Despite knowing this, I stayed where I was. What was a little water? Then, much to my surprise, I saw a black figure in the sky growing bigger and bigger as it neared. As it flew closer, I realized it was a person. One look at him and I knew who he was. He wore a black robe and held a yew wand. His eyes were red and he had no nose. He looked horrible and serpentine. It was Voldemort, the Dark Lord, You-Know-Who, Phil(I'll tell you later) and a whole lot of other titles.

"Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way," he whispered creepily. "I've heard a lot about thee."

"I've heard a lot about you too," I sarcastically said. "They were not good things. I hope you've heard good things about me."

"Thou art bold," he said, his lips twisting into a sadistic smile. "Thou shalt be the perfect person to kill Harry Potter."

Was he for real? Did he expect me to kill my friend? Ignoring the fact that my ex cheated on me with him. And what was with the bad Victorian English? "First of all," I raised one finger to indicate number one, "what's with the Victorian English, dude? Second, is your brain filled with hay? I think it is because that's the only reason you've got to ask me to kill my friend."

"I would Crucio thee for this if thou were a Death Eater," said Mr. Nose Less. "But, I shall be lenient. I give thee one more chance."

I thought about Vampire, my kind friend with his raven hair and emerald green eyes. He had helped me so much. I swore that I'd be happy for him and Draco, and would Draco be happy if Vampire died? I knew the answer. No. I thought about how Draco said that I didn't understand. Maybe, maybe Draco had dated Vampire before he kissed me, and they had broken up? I didn't know, but them dating or not, I was not going to kill my friend. "No Voldemort," I said.

"Imperio," whispered the dark wizard and I felt peace come over me. I faintly noticed him handing me a gun and I accepted it. 'No!" I yelled in my mind, but his Imperious Curse was too strong to resist. Then, I got control of myself again and I realized that he had broken the Imperious himself.

"Thou must," he said. "If thou does not, then I shall kill thy beloved Draco."

How in the world did he know? I asked him that.

Voldemort got a dude-you're-so-retarded look on his face. "I knoweth Leglimency," he answered cruelly. "And if you doth not kill Vampire, then thou knoweth what will happen to thy beloved Draco!" he shouted. Then he disappeared in a huge gust of wind.

I was so scared. Scared for my life, scared for Draco's, scared for Vampire. I wiped my face, my mascara already messed up due to my crying. I tidied myself and started to go back to the castle. Halfway through my trek, I met Draco.

He looked awful. His hair was all messy and his eyes were bloodshot. I knew I looked pretty awful too. "Hi Draco!" I greeted him as cheerfully as I could.

"Hello," he greeted me morosely. "You're not mad anymore?" he added hopefully.

"No," I laughed, but it felt awfully false to me. "I'm happy for you."

Draco looked really surprised. "Wait, time out," he said, his hands forming into a T. "You really believe that I'm still dating Harry?"

"You aren't?" I asked.

"No," he answered. "So you were mad at me for nothing?"

I didn't answer him but leapt at him, knocking him to the forest floor. Draco let out an oof but that was soon stifled by me kissing him passionately on the lips. My frustration all bled away as he deepened the kiss, his chapped lips meeting my soft ones. I felt him place his hand on the small of my back, and I placed my hands on his chest, pushing him a little back. We molded together and then-

"Ew! PDA!" interrupted someone, and I leapt away from him, and I slipped on some leaves and landed on my bottom on the forest floor. I looked to see who had interrupted and saw Willow standing there with Vampire, a smirk on his face. I felt my face grew red and I could see that Draco was the same.

"Come on guys!" I exclaimed as I got up and dusted myself. "Can't we be alone for even a few minutes?"

"Nope!" said Willow, cheerily. "You two are stuck with me forever."

"Lucky me," I grumbled. But both of us knew that I was joking. I wouldn't give any of my friends for all the gold in the world.

"You were gone for a long time," said Vampire. "We were worried when you didn't come in for Charms."

"Mary was mad," added Willow. "She said that you couldn't keep skipping classes."

"I better apologize to her," I said, getting up from the ground, pulling my boyfriend along with me. "Let's go back to the castle, we have Transfiguration in about," I checked the time, "6 minutes."

Willow's eyes widened. "Let's go!" she yelled and started running back as we laughed and followed her.

'I wish this could last forever,' I thought as we raced back. But I knew it could not. I had not told them about my encounter with Voldemort. As the number of things that I kept from them grew, my conscience grew heavier and heavier. But, I shrugged it off, for now. For you have to live in the present, not the past, nor the future.

Voldemort's visit was like a nagging feeling at the back of my brain. I tried to focus on my studies, but for some reason, I couldn't let it go. It was one of the few times in my life where I was really, really scared. I knew that the gang knew something was up but were too respectful to poke their noses in.

That evening, I had a rehearsal with my band 'School Days'. The band includes me, Mary, Draco, Diabolo, Vampire, Dark'ness and Dracula. We practice and record our songs in another abandoned classroom due to the fact that there's no shortage of them in Hogwarts. We sound-proof it and play and sing to our heart's desire. I am the lead singer, with Dark'ness and Vampire as the back-up singers. Mary plays the piano, and Diabolo the drums. Draco plays the guitar and Dracula is awesome with a flute.

Draco said that he had homework, so he was skipping practice. He told me that he loved me, and I said the same to him. He kissed me on the forehead and went back to his dorm. Little did I know that this was the last time I would see him in a long while. But, I'm getting ahead of myself.

I changed out of my school uniform into more comfortable and casual clothes, which meant a hoodie and trousers with sneakers. Nothing glamorous as one might expect from a goth.

Since Draco was not here, we couldn't really record anything, so I dedicated my time to writing a new song. I told the others to practice some of the other songs that we had composed. With the background of music, I put my whole life and soul into the new song. All my frustration, all of my fear, all of my love into that song. And finally when it was finished, I saw the work that I had written and burst into tears.

"Ebony! Are you OK?" Mary asked in a concerned voice.

"What the fuck do you think?" I asked angrily. "Well, Voldemort came and the fucking bastard told me to fucking kill Vampire! But I don't want to kill him, because, he's really nice, even if he did go out with Draco. But if I don't kill him, then Voldemort will fucking kill Draco!"

"Oh Ebony," said Dark'ness, as she moved into hug me. I continued crying as she consoled me. "It'll be okay," she said, her brown eyes filled with compassion. "You don't have to kill Harry."

"Ginny's right, Ebony," I heard Vampire's, Harry's soft voice say. "I like being alive." And with those words, the tension was dissolved and I chuckled weakly.

"Group hug, everybody!" declared Diabolo and everyone clambered to surround me in a cocoon of love and friendship, and I was content.

Suddenly, there were three knocks at the door, fast-paced and precise. "I'll get it," said Vampire and extracted himself from the pile as we separated and I fixed my hair and cleaned my make-up.

On the door stood Dumbledore with a solemn look on his face, like he was the Grim Reaper with the terrible news of a loved one dying. "Ah, Mr. Potter," he said. "May I come in?" And Vampire just nodded, for that was all that he could do in his shock.

The Headmaster stepped into the room and cast his gaze over all of us and nodded to each of us. Then he looked at me, his unusually serious cornflower blue eyes looking into my pale blue ones. They were not twinkling, and I knew that was a bad sign. "Ms. Way," he started, before he cut himself off. "Ebony, I have serious news to relay to you."

Serious news? What about? If it was 'You can't skip classes', then I'm going to laugh in his face.

"Draco is missing."

And Hell froze over.

How do you like it? Two chapters in one day. It's a gift for you to make up for my disappearance. Also, Mike Wolfman, thank you for reviewing 'Betrayed'. It meant a lot to me. This chapter is also about 2000 words long, which I feel is average for me. So, sorry for those who wanted more. I hate cliffhangers when I read stories, but love to use them. I don't know why. Does anyone else feel the same?