Chapter 23 The Truth
"I'm telling you! He's my brother!" Draco said once again. Aphelia didn't want to believe it. She REFUSED to believe, but that smirk….Only Draco had shown her a smirk like that before.
"How is it possible?" Aphelia asked, studying James' every move. She had known it. She had known it since day one. HOW could she have been so stupid?
"Well, I guess my mother and Voldemort had a thing going on, or something. Will you explain it, James?" he asked. He looked SO cute when he was confused.
"I don't know the details. I never knew my mother, I just know her name. I've always lived with my father. Allow me to introduce myself, I am James Riddle. My mother, I was told, was named Narcissa Riddle, and she was dead, but I just learned that wasn't true," he said.
"So, you are brothers? I can't believe I didn't see it before!" she said, stepping away from Draco, "Now I am TURLY sorry about this, James, but you're going to have to die!" she said ass he rushed at him and began to punch him. Draco grabbed her and pulled her away.
"You will NOT kill him! He is on our side now!" Draco said as he held Aphelia's arms behind her back.
"But he tried to kill Hermione!' She complained, still trying to fight her way out of Draco's reach.
"What do you mean TRIED? I succeeded didn't I?" he asked, sounding full of himself. Aphelia walked towards the window and smiled as she looked down. Her brother and Hermione looked so intimate down there together.
"No, you didn't. My brother saved her on his broomstick. Draco's brother or not, James, you are NOT one of my friends and NEVER will be, though you are promised with my not attempting to kill you. Now if you'll excuse me," she said as she jumped out of the window and landed safely on the grass. She caught Harry and Hermione kissing on his broomstick and had to make a louder landing sound to make them notice she was there. She didn't tell them the truth about James, hoping they'd try to kill him so she could see him die.
"I'm telling you! He's my brother!" Draco said once again. Aphelia didn't want to believe it. She REFUSED to believe, but that smirk….Only Draco had shown her a smirk like that before.
"How is it possible?" Aphelia asked, studying James' every move. She had known it. She had known it since day one. HOW could she have been so stupid?
"Well, I guess my mother and Voldemort had a thing going on, or something. Will you explain it, James?" he asked. He looked SO cute when he was confused.
"I don't know the details. I never knew my mother, I just know her name. I've always lived with my father. Allow me to introduce myself, I am James Riddle. My mother, I was told, was named Narcissa Riddle, and she was dead, but I just learned that wasn't true," he said.
"So, you are brothers? I can't believe I didn't see it before!" she said, stepping away from Draco, "Now I am TURLY sorry about this, James, but you're going to have to die!" she said ass he rushed at him and began to punch him. Draco grabbed her and pulled her away.
"You will NOT kill him! He is on our side now!" Draco said as he held Aphelia's arms behind her back.
"But he tried to kill Hermione!' She complained, still trying to fight her way out of Draco's reach.
"What do you mean TRIED? I succeeded didn't I?" he asked, sounding full of himself. Aphelia walked towards the window and smiled as she looked down. Her brother and Hermione looked so intimate down there together.
"No, you didn't. My brother saved her on his broomstick. Draco's brother or not, James, you are NOT one of my friends and NEVER will be, though you are promised with my not attempting to kill you. Now if you'll excuse me," she said as she jumped out of the window and landed safely on the grass. She caught Harry and Hermione kissing on his broomstick and had to make a louder landing sound to make them notice she was there. She didn't tell them the truth about James, hoping they'd try to kill him so she could see him die.