Thanks to all the reviewers (is that a word?) ! But really, what were you
thinking?! Of course it wasn't the end. I'm not *that* cruel. (evil
grin) And yes, it's getting darker by the minute. But please remember
that it isn't a dark fic, so Willow won't go out on a date with Lucius or
Voldemort or something like that. She'll come around. (
Part 18 : Darkness Upon Me
SAME TIME - FORBIDDEN FOREST
The darkness of the night had just begin to settle in. The cold mist twirled at the base of the trees, hiding the ground. The woods screamed 'evil!' at anyone who dared step in at night. But even the darkness hid in fright at the new arrivant.
A small tornado appeared at the edge of the forest, flashing lights in the middle of it. When it disappeared, a frail looking girl stood there. She wasn't very tall and was quite thin. But the black hair and eyes combined with the veiny white skin gave away her true power.
Willow fell on her knees and screamed in anguish. Her mind and heart were fighting, tearing each other apart, darkness slowly overpowering her soul. She was angry and sad at the same time. She was fighting not to cry and the rage was bubbling up inside her. Only her will kept her from giving in totally to the dark. But eventually, even her strong will wouldn't be able to save her.
Still trembling, Willow stood up and entered the forbidden forest, its very nature calling to her. [I shouldn't go in there. I shouldn't go in there,] she kept repeating in her head. But she went in anyway. And the farther in she went, the more dark it went.
Finally, light made its way in the forbidden forest. There was a spot with no trees, no branches, no nothing and the moonlight could stare down at her. It looked like the only sterile area of the forbidden forest.
And there were two person in the middle of it.
The first one was covered in a black cloak. She couldn't see him at all. But she could feel his power. He was dark, very dark. And he was a wizard. She knew perfectly well who he was. Her own darkness had called him. Her power had pulled him to her. He had answered her call.
The second one was dressed in black, but he had long silver hair and striking grey eyes. She knew that face, those eyes. Draco had the same. "Lucius Malfoy," she whispered.
He smirked when he heard her whisper his name. He stepped forward and studied her. The girl had power, no doubt about that. It radiated from her in waves. But something was wrong. He could feel it in his guts. He didn't say anything and his eyes reflected only amusement. He took in her white veiny skin and black eyes. Her hair were no longer red, but black from the darkness crawling under her skin. She had so much potential. He liked her already.
The witch stepped further in the circle. "What do you want?" she asked darkly.
He chuckled. "Direct. I like that." He looked her in the eyes. "We are here because you called us, little witch. The awakening of your darkness was a call to all dark wizard. The greatest of all answered it. And I came with him. I wanted to see first hand the dark witch who could walk under Dumbledore's nose without him seeing the true potential in you."
"What tells you he doesn't know?"
Lucius laughed out loud. "Albus Dumbledore is a fool. He thinks everyone deserve a chance. His *light* blinds him." He looked serious now. "But my Lord won't cuddle you. He sees you, not as a kid with uncontrolled power, but as a dark witch who could be the best of all his Death Eaters. Second to him and me of course."
Willow smirked. "I see." She took another step toward the wizard. "What's in it for me?"
Lucius smiled. "Infinite power, high status, wealth. Name it and it's yours." He walked around her and pressed his chest against her back. "You could have everything." He smiled when he felt her shiver. He could feel her resolve start to dissolved itself. "You would be the most rich, beautiful and powerful sorceress to ever walk on this earth. Don't you want that, witch?"
"Why do you call me 'witch'?"
"Isn't it what you are?" he asked, coming once again in front of her. "The truth is, we don't know your name. What you were called doesn't matter to us. A name is nothing when it comes down to power. You are powerful, beautiful, and a Slytherin at that." He touched the house's sign on her school robe.
His hand froze when he heard her laugh coldly. "Oh, yeah! A Slytherin! You should have seen the look on my housemates faces when they heard the sorting hat yell that house at a mudblood's sorting."
Lucius eyes widened and he startled when he heard Voldemort chuckled. "I like her. She has so much in her that looks just like me. I bet Dumbledore could even see that the only two students in Slytherin that weren't purebloods will be his downfall."
Willow sneered. "Don't get too sure of yourself. I have no reasons, yet, to join you. I could use my power to my own profit."
"But you won't last long. You are not powerful enough. But with my help, you could become someone, someone respected and feared. Don't you want that, witch?"
Willow could feel herself give in. [After all, why not? I could have everything I ever wanted. Draco. He doesn't want to be like his father. He doesn't have to be. He could be much better, much more powerful with my help. The only thing I have to do is get him to sway and stay beside me. Be by my side.]
Darkness swallowed her soul. She smirked evilly at Lucius Malfoy. "From now on, just call me Willow." She put her hand in his extanded one.
"Willow. Beautiful name for a beautiful lady. You shall rule by our side. I'm sure my son will be delighted to meet a dark sorceress such as you."
She gave him a mysterious smile. "Who says he hasn't already?"
"He met a mudblood. I want him to meet the *real* you." He pressed her to him and they disaparated from the forbidden forest.
Part 18 : Darkness Upon Me
SAME TIME - FORBIDDEN FOREST
The darkness of the night had just begin to settle in. The cold mist twirled at the base of the trees, hiding the ground. The woods screamed 'evil!' at anyone who dared step in at night. But even the darkness hid in fright at the new arrivant.
A small tornado appeared at the edge of the forest, flashing lights in the middle of it. When it disappeared, a frail looking girl stood there. She wasn't very tall and was quite thin. But the black hair and eyes combined with the veiny white skin gave away her true power.
Willow fell on her knees and screamed in anguish. Her mind and heart were fighting, tearing each other apart, darkness slowly overpowering her soul. She was angry and sad at the same time. She was fighting not to cry and the rage was bubbling up inside her. Only her will kept her from giving in totally to the dark. But eventually, even her strong will wouldn't be able to save her.
Still trembling, Willow stood up and entered the forbidden forest, its very nature calling to her. [I shouldn't go in there. I shouldn't go in there,] she kept repeating in her head. But she went in anyway. And the farther in she went, the more dark it went.
Finally, light made its way in the forbidden forest. There was a spot with no trees, no branches, no nothing and the moonlight could stare down at her. It looked like the only sterile area of the forbidden forest.
And there were two person in the middle of it.
The first one was covered in a black cloak. She couldn't see him at all. But she could feel his power. He was dark, very dark. And he was a wizard. She knew perfectly well who he was. Her own darkness had called him. Her power had pulled him to her. He had answered her call.
The second one was dressed in black, but he had long silver hair and striking grey eyes. She knew that face, those eyes. Draco had the same. "Lucius Malfoy," she whispered.
He smirked when he heard her whisper his name. He stepped forward and studied her. The girl had power, no doubt about that. It radiated from her in waves. But something was wrong. He could feel it in his guts. He didn't say anything and his eyes reflected only amusement. He took in her white veiny skin and black eyes. Her hair were no longer red, but black from the darkness crawling under her skin. She had so much potential. He liked her already.
The witch stepped further in the circle. "What do you want?" she asked darkly.
He chuckled. "Direct. I like that." He looked her in the eyes. "We are here because you called us, little witch. The awakening of your darkness was a call to all dark wizard. The greatest of all answered it. And I came with him. I wanted to see first hand the dark witch who could walk under Dumbledore's nose without him seeing the true potential in you."
"What tells you he doesn't know?"
Lucius laughed out loud. "Albus Dumbledore is a fool. He thinks everyone deserve a chance. His *light* blinds him." He looked serious now. "But my Lord won't cuddle you. He sees you, not as a kid with uncontrolled power, but as a dark witch who could be the best of all his Death Eaters. Second to him and me of course."
Willow smirked. "I see." She took another step toward the wizard. "What's in it for me?"
Lucius smiled. "Infinite power, high status, wealth. Name it and it's yours." He walked around her and pressed his chest against her back. "You could have everything." He smiled when he felt her shiver. He could feel her resolve start to dissolved itself. "You would be the most rich, beautiful and powerful sorceress to ever walk on this earth. Don't you want that, witch?"
"Why do you call me 'witch'?"
"Isn't it what you are?" he asked, coming once again in front of her. "The truth is, we don't know your name. What you were called doesn't matter to us. A name is nothing when it comes down to power. You are powerful, beautiful, and a Slytherin at that." He touched the house's sign on her school robe.
His hand froze when he heard her laugh coldly. "Oh, yeah! A Slytherin! You should have seen the look on my housemates faces when they heard the sorting hat yell that house at a mudblood's sorting."
Lucius eyes widened and he startled when he heard Voldemort chuckled. "I like her. She has so much in her that looks just like me. I bet Dumbledore could even see that the only two students in Slytherin that weren't purebloods will be his downfall."
Willow sneered. "Don't get too sure of yourself. I have no reasons, yet, to join you. I could use my power to my own profit."
"But you won't last long. You are not powerful enough. But with my help, you could become someone, someone respected and feared. Don't you want that, witch?"
Willow could feel herself give in. [After all, why not? I could have everything I ever wanted. Draco. He doesn't want to be like his father. He doesn't have to be. He could be much better, much more powerful with my help. The only thing I have to do is get him to sway and stay beside me. Be by my side.]
Darkness swallowed her soul. She smirked evilly at Lucius Malfoy. "From now on, just call me Willow." She put her hand in his extanded one.
"Willow. Beautiful name for a beautiful lady. You shall rule by our side. I'm sure my son will be delighted to meet a dark sorceress such as you."
She gave him a mysterious smile. "Who says he hasn't already?"
"He met a mudblood. I want him to meet the *real* you." He pressed her to him and they disaparated from the forbidden forest.
