Chapter 7 Voldemort Lives On!
Aphelia had just bought her self a new outfit and was out searching for Draco. She wasn't relying on her own instincts, but instead on her cat shaped scar. It had glown a few times, but it was only a slight flicker, and each time lasted less than half a minute! She had started once again stealing people's money, but no longer needing to steal their sanity. Seeing Draco had really brought her eye to eye in things, I mean, she was perfectly sane, except she wanted Draco dead, that was it! Her hair was back down to right above her butt again, no magic used. Her hair just grew really fast! There was nothing she could do about it, but then again she liked her hair long. She had used some of her stolen money to buy the whitest cover-up she could find and she used it to cover the scar on her forehead, but that was all she did to keep the attention from getting to her. She was sleeping on the streets; people wouldn't notice you unless they wanted sex! It's not that she hated Draco; it's actually the exact opposite! She LOVED him, but then he had to go and pretend to die so he could probably get another girlfriend because he knew that Aphelia would kill him if he tried to dump her! Though she didn't believe she'd kill him, she just wanted to scar his face so nobody would find him acceptable, not THAT big of a deal, right? At least she didn't think so.
" hey, babe! Do I know you from somewhere?" asked a voice. Aphelia spun around to face the mystery man.
"I'm not sure? You do LOOK familiar, but how do I know that you aren't just trying to get into my pants?" Aphelia asked.
"Right! You've figured me out! I'm a desperate, horny guy who is using stupid lines to get into your pants! No, I'm serious! Don't I know you?" the man asked again. Aphelia looked closer and noticed in an instant who it was…Lucius Malfoy!
" No, I don't suppose we have EVER met! NEVER EVER met in our ENTIRE lives! I mean, you're like forty or something and I'm only sixteen…"babbled Aphelia as she started inching away.
"Wait! I DO know you! Your that little POTTER brat! You killed my sun, made my wife desert me, and Voldemort is DISAPPEARED AGAIN!" he yelled as he grabbed her wrist. Aphelia screamed as loud as she could, and felt her scar glowing. In an instant a boy her age came out and punched Lucius Malfoy.
"Draco! Leave him alone! Let's just get out of here!" Aphelia yelled. The boy looked at her, and Aphelia gasped. Draco had died his hair black and he had green contacts in, "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL HERE?" she screamed at him; the garbage around them started whipping around and thrashing.
" Whoa! Hold on there, Aphelia! I have to take a different identity! You didn't let me explain before!" he yelled back.
" Let me guess, your new identity's name is Harry? RIGHT? AND YOU'RE PRETENDING TO BE MY BROTHER, RIGHT? YOU'RE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED!" a piece of metal went swarming his way as she yelled that at him. Luckily he saw it coming and he ducked.
"No, I'm going to get myself KILLED if I don't pretend to be other people! VOLDEMORT IS STILL ALIVE!" he yelled at her, and at that moment Lucius Malfoy stirred, "Let's go somewhere else where we can talk!" he said as he grabbed a hold of her arm.
"Like a beauty salon!" she suggested as she looked at the miserable state he was in.
"Ha ha! Very funny! Sorry dear, but I'm all out of muggle money!" Draco said as he pulled her down a different alley.
"DUH, helloo? I have mind corrupting powers, AND I can steal money from people just by touch!" she yelled. Every time she got near a person she touched them and stole their money.
" I think I have enough to get your REAL look back! You look like an AWFUL impersonator of my brother! The WORST I've seen yet, and believe me, living in an insane asylum, I've seen a lot!" she ridiculed him. As they entered the beauty salon Aphelia paid the lady and told her, if not showed her, exactly what she wanted Draco to look like.( by showed her I mean that she implanted a picture of him in her mind). Soon Draco was back to his normal look, and boy did he look fine.
"Thank you! He looks just like he did before! YOU are a GREAT beautician!" Aphelia complimented the lady as she hooked her arm through Draco's. She quickly took it out, she didn't WANT to put it there, it was a force of habit!
"Oh! Thanks! And might I say that you two are such a cute couple! I hope you two are together always!" the lady said. The two both put on fake smiles.
"I hoped so too! Well, thanks, but we must be going now!" Aphelia said as she pushed Draco towards the door.
"Well, thanks for the make-over! I must be going now!" Draco said as he started to shuffle off. Aphelia moved a trash can in front of him with her mind.
"Not so fast! Tell me, WHY are you trying to conceal your hot, but STUPID self from everyone? INCLUDING me?" Aphelia whispered. Still, Draco could tell she would've screamed it if it wasn't life or death information.
"Listen CLOSELY! LORD VOLDEMORT IS STILL ALIVE!" Draco informed her in a way that made her feel like a little kindergartener being taught for the first time (in other words, stupid).
"SO, that's a good enough reason for you to not go to School? To fake your death? TO KEEP ME INSANE?!?" She actually screamed that one.
"Aphelia! Quiet down! I only didn't tell you would be saved! Voldemort thinks we are dead. BOTH of us!" he told her. She crossed her arms and glared.
"Doesn't that make all the more of a reason for you to come and find me and we could run away TOGETHER?!? It's not like I had a life being in an INSANE ASYLUM and all!" she screamed again.
"SHUT UP for once would you? LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF!" he yelled. Aphelia shut her mouth and waited, "Okay! Put yourself in my shoes. You just jump in front of a dagger headed at your girlfriend-ex girlfriend- and you wake up healed from something unknown and notice that you died for someone but you aren't dead and then…" he started explaining but Aphelia stopped him.
"You aren't making any sense but yes, I DO understand. Sorry for bombarding you. Now, where's your new 'girlfriend'?" she asked. She tried to make it sound friendly, but every inch of it was covered in hate and she knew it.
"Voldemort got her. He knows one of us is alive, and I'm pretty sure he thinks it's me, considering he killed MY girlfriend," he said.
"I think we should get to Hogwarts and get to Dumbledore before Voldemort gets to us! AND don't you dare say you wont! We can remain undisclosed to everyone! We'll arrive at night! I PROMISE!" Aphelia made the plan. Draco and she shook hands and they walked away together. So, Draco and Aphelia were trying to escape Voldemort's grasp together, though they were not together, and they probably would never again be.
Aphelia had just bought her self a new outfit and was out searching for Draco. She wasn't relying on her own instincts, but instead on her cat shaped scar. It had glown a few times, but it was only a slight flicker, and each time lasted less than half a minute! She had started once again stealing people's money, but no longer needing to steal their sanity. Seeing Draco had really brought her eye to eye in things, I mean, she was perfectly sane, except she wanted Draco dead, that was it! Her hair was back down to right above her butt again, no magic used. Her hair just grew really fast! There was nothing she could do about it, but then again she liked her hair long. She had used some of her stolen money to buy the whitest cover-up she could find and she used it to cover the scar on her forehead, but that was all she did to keep the attention from getting to her. She was sleeping on the streets; people wouldn't notice you unless they wanted sex! It's not that she hated Draco; it's actually the exact opposite! She LOVED him, but then he had to go and pretend to die so he could probably get another girlfriend because he knew that Aphelia would kill him if he tried to dump her! Though she didn't believe she'd kill him, she just wanted to scar his face so nobody would find him acceptable, not THAT big of a deal, right? At least she didn't think so.
" hey, babe! Do I know you from somewhere?" asked a voice. Aphelia spun around to face the mystery man.
"I'm not sure? You do LOOK familiar, but how do I know that you aren't just trying to get into my pants?" Aphelia asked.
"Right! You've figured me out! I'm a desperate, horny guy who is using stupid lines to get into your pants! No, I'm serious! Don't I know you?" the man asked again. Aphelia looked closer and noticed in an instant who it was…Lucius Malfoy!
" No, I don't suppose we have EVER met! NEVER EVER met in our ENTIRE lives! I mean, you're like forty or something and I'm only sixteen…"babbled Aphelia as she started inching away.
"Wait! I DO know you! Your that little POTTER brat! You killed my sun, made my wife desert me, and Voldemort is DISAPPEARED AGAIN!" he yelled as he grabbed her wrist. Aphelia screamed as loud as she could, and felt her scar glowing. In an instant a boy her age came out and punched Lucius Malfoy.
"Draco! Leave him alone! Let's just get out of here!" Aphelia yelled. The boy looked at her, and Aphelia gasped. Draco had died his hair black and he had green contacts in, "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL HERE?" she screamed at him; the garbage around them started whipping around and thrashing.
" Whoa! Hold on there, Aphelia! I have to take a different identity! You didn't let me explain before!" he yelled back.
" Let me guess, your new identity's name is Harry? RIGHT? AND YOU'RE PRETENDING TO BE MY BROTHER, RIGHT? YOU'RE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED!" a piece of metal went swarming his way as she yelled that at him. Luckily he saw it coming and he ducked.
"No, I'm going to get myself KILLED if I don't pretend to be other people! VOLDEMORT IS STILL ALIVE!" he yelled at her, and at that moment Lucius Malfoy stirred, "Let's go somewhere else where we can talk!" he said as he grabbed a hold of her arm.
"Like a beauty salon!" she suggested as she looked at the miserable state he was in.
"Ha ha! Very funny! Sorry dear, but I'm all out of muggle money!" Draco said as he pulled her down a different alley.
"DUH, helloo? I have mind corrupting powers, AND I can steal money from people just by touch!" she yelled. Every time she got near a person she touched them and stole their money.
" I think I have enough to get your REAL look back! You look like an AWFUL impersonator of my brother! The WORST I've seen yet, and believe me, living in an insane asylum, I've seen a lot!" she ridiculed him. As they entered the beauty salon Aphelia paid the lady and told her, if not showed her, exactly what she wanted Draco to look like.( by showed her I mean that she implanted a picture of him in her mind). Soon Draco was back to his normal look, and boy did he look fine.
"Thank you! He looks just like he did before! YOU are a GREAT beautician!" Aphelia complimented the lady as she hooked her arm through Draco's. She quickly took it out, she didn't WANT to put it there, it was a force of habit!
"Oh! Thanks! And might I say that you two are such a cute couple! I hope you two are together always!" the lady said. The two both put on fake smiles.
"I hoped so too! Well, thanks, but we must be going now!" Aphelia said as she pushed Draco towards the door.
"Well, thanks for the make-over! I must be going now!" Draco said as he started to shuffle off. Aphelia moved a trash can in front of him with her mind.
"Not so fast! Tell me, WHY are you trying to conceal your hot, but STUPID self from everyone? INCLUDING me?" Aphelia whispered. Still, Draco could tell she would've screamed it if it wasn't life or death information.
"Listen CLOSELY! LORD VOLDEMORT IS STILL ALIVE!" Draco informed her in a way that made her feel like a little kindergartener being taught for the first time (in other words, stupid).
"SO, that's a good enough reason for you to not go to School? To fake your death? TO KEEP ME INSANE?!?" She actually screamed that one.
"Aphelia! Quiet down! I only didn't tell you would be saved! Voldemort thinks we are dead. BOTH of us!" he told her. She crossed her arms and glared.
"Doesn't that make all the more of a reason for you to come and find me and we could run away TOGETHER?!? It's not like I had a life being in an INSANE ASYLUM and all!" she screamed again.
"SHUT UP for once would you? LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF!" he yelled. Aphelia shut her mouth and waited, "Okay! Put yourself in my shoes. You just jump in front of a dagger headed at your girlfriend-ex girlfriend- and you wake up healed from something unknown and notice that you died for someone but you aren't dead and then…" he started explaining but Aphelia stopped him.
"You aren't making any sense but yes, I DO understand. Sorry for bombarding you. Now, where's your new 'girlfriend'?" she asked. She tried to make it sound friendly, but every inch of it was covered in hate and she knew it.
"Voldemort got her. He knows one of us is alive, and I'm pretty sure he thinks it's me, considering he killed MY girlfriend," he said.
"I think we should get to Hogwarts and get to Dumbledore before Voldemort gets to us! AND don't you dare say you wont! We can remain undisclosed to everyone! We'll arrive at night! I PROMISE!" Aphelia made the plan. Draco and she shook hands and they walked away together. So, Draco and Aphelia were trying to escape Voldemort's grasp together, though they were not together, and they probably would never again be.