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Chapter 9:
Sydney sat alone on a large, flat rock, overlooking the lake. She was embracing her legs, looking at the dark waters without really focusing.
"What is going on?" she asked herself softly, so no one could hear. "Why do I know what Hermione was accusing me off? I never heard about Vacilums in my life...and why did Draco forget who I was...."
She stopped talking for a minute and moved a bit, until she could see her own reflection in the water. She contemplated every detail of her beautiful face as if seeing it for the first time.
"Why do I feel I don't know myself anymore?"
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"You must pair with the girl, Draco...she can tell your wonderful things..."
Draco stared at the face floating high over the flames. The face of Lord Voldemort. He looked stronger now, his features harder, uglier.
"We kissed this evening...and I forgot who she was. I don't think I can unite with her and live to tell it. I would lose my mind, Lord..."
"Don't you understand, Draco? What this girl is...what she can do...she could become very powerful and a useful ally to the enemy. But if we were to have her, we wouldn't have to fear, victory would be ours before the battle even started!"
Lord Voldemort took a long, deep breah, allowing Malfoy to gather his thoughts.
"You would be rewarded beyond your wildest expectations, Draco...I would make sure your memory was restated after the girl was in our power..."
"You don't have to reward me for that..."
"Draco...do not get attached to that silly girl. We need her, we need her to win this before it starts, she might die after we use her...just like Bertha Jorkins. To be a proper Death Eater, you have to remember....you have no feelings...only hatred..."
"I won't, my Lord..." he said shakily as his Master's face disappeared, leaving only the happy flames cackling carelessly in the Slytherin chimney.
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"Little girl...don't you have classes now?" asked Hagrid approaching Sydney, who seemed entranced by her beautiful reflection in the waters.
"No...not at the moment" she said turning around and facing him.
Hagrid looked at the girl. He had never seen her before. He would have remembered that pretty face, and those sad eyes...sad eyes...that seemed to have a soul of their own. He felt himself getting lost in them.
"Are you ok?" he heard her ask before he fully lost conciousness, hiting his head hard against the rock.
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Sydney watched Hagrid fall down, hitting his head on the rock. She immediately leapt to her feet and got closer to him, shaking him hard.
"Sir! Sir! Please move! Please say something!" she pleaded, tears running down her cheeks. "Oh no...what have I done? What am I doing? Who am I?" she said, realization flooding her brain.
She looked up at the sky, it was turning black quickly, a few drops started to fall. She took out her wand and pointed it at Hagrid.
"Wingardum Leviosa" she muttered, moving him in front of her, guiding him towards the castle.
Chapter 9:
Sydney sat alone on a large, flat rock, overlooking the lake. She was embracing her legs, looking at the dark waters without really focusing.
"What is going on?" she asked herself softly, so no one could hear. "Why do I know what Hermione was accusing me off? I never heard about Vacilums in my life...and why did Draco forget who I was...."
She stopped talking for a minute and moved a bit, until she could see her own reflection in the water. She contemplated every detail of her beautiful face as if seeing it for the first time.
"Why do I feel I don't know myself anymore?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You must pair with the girl, Draco...she can tell your wonderful things..."
Draco stared at the face floating high over the flames. The face of Lord Voldemort. He looked stronger now, his features harder, uglier.
"We kissed this evening...and I forgot who she was. I don't think I can unite with her and live to tell it. I would lose my mind, Lord..."
"Don't you understand, Draco? What this girl is...what she can do...she could become very powerful and a useful ally to the enemy. But if we were to have her, we wouldn't have to fear, victory would be ours before the battle even started!"
Lord Voldemort took a long, deep breah, allowing Malfoy to gather his thoughts.
"You would be rewarded beyond your wildest expectations, Draco...I would make sure your memory was restated after the girl was in our power..."
"You don't have to reward me for that..."
"Draco...do not get attached to that silly girl. We need her, we need her to win this before it starts, she might die after we use her...just like Bertha Jorkins. To be a proper Death Eater, you have to remember....you have no feelings...only hatred..."
"I won't, my Lord..." he said shakily as his Master's face disappeared, leaving only the happy flames cackling carelessly in the Slytherin chimney.
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"Little girl...don't you have classes now?" asked Hagrid approaching Sydney, who seemed entranced by her beautiful reflection in the waters.
"No...not at the moment" she said turning around and facing him.
Hagrid looked at the girl. He had never seen her before. He would have remembered that pretty face, and those sad eyes...sad eyes...that seemed to have a soul of their own. He felt himself getting lost in them.
"Are you ok?" he heard her ask before he fully lost conciousness, hiting his head hard against the rock.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sydney watched Hagrid fall down, hitting his head on the rock. She immediately leapt to her feet and got closer to him, shaking him hard.
"Sir! Sir! Please move! Please say something!" she pleaded, tears running down her cheeks. "Oh no...what have I done? What am I doing? Who am I?" she said, realization flooding her brain.
She looked up at the sky, it was turning black quickly, a few drops started to fall. She took out her wand and pointed it at Hagrid.
"Wingardum Leviosa" she muttered, moving him in front of her, guiding him towards the castle.