Disclaimer: None of these great characters belong to me at all, they all
belong to the wonderful mind of J.K.Rowling.
**Hey guys!! Well it's looks like you guys cried out a few tears for the last one huh? Sorry, but if you did then good, cause that means im doing okey as a writer! Heehee!!!
Anyways this next chapter, Chapter 31 that is we will have a conversation going between Draco and Goyle and Pansy that is awfully important, and we will find out what Elloyha's letter said exaclty.**
CHAPTER 31-FAREWELL LETTERS Part 2
DRACO'S POV
I stood there staring in Hermione's direction for the longest of time, not even caring that Potter was staring back. Potter seemed pretty fine, and I assumed that his letter could not of been bad at all, but he did look worried over Hermione as he kept her in his arms. I never felt the pang of jeolousy when she was with Potter. I could tell he loved her as a sister, but no more then that. It was that Weasley who I could never trust, lukily he seemed dumbfounded right now, but why?
I finally looked down to my hand where my hand helt tightly agaisnt a clenched letter. A dreadful letter from my father who unfortunately was a Death Eater and had high hopes for me to become one too. I planned on not to. I was not like him, I never enjoyed the sight of innocent people dieing at my feet.
In the letter he never even spoke of my mother, who I didn't really care for anyways. She is what you would call nothing more then a Trophy Wife, they both pleased each other in how evil and bad a person they could be, it almost disgusted me.
I looked up and I saw Pansy sitting on a couch nearby with Goyle. He seemed as if he were trying to console her, she seemed as if she was trying to hold back her tears, but finally I began to see them escape. I walked over to both of them and sat on the other side of Pansy, keeping both my hands layed on my legs looking down to my feet, still clenching the letter in my hand.
"Pansy what is it?" I tried to ask her in my most concerned voice even though I was more curious then concerned.
"My father wants me to be a Death Eater and help him kill Muggle Borns" she began to whimper and my eyes opened in shock, my father had said the same thing. "He said..he would disown me if I didn't!" and she began to cry, and I finally couldn't help but to feel sorry for her.
"Pansy it's okey, my father said the same thing." Goyle tried to reassure her putting an arm around her back, patting it softly.
I looked toward Goyle. How could his father threaten him aswell?
"Did your fathers talk about ummmm they're kidnapping?" I asked them, both their faces looking towards me in amazement, they both slowly nodded.
"Yes." Pansy said putting out her letter while straightening up and placing it on her lap.
I went and joined her by putting mine beside hers, and finally Goyle did aswell. After staring at it for a while the three of us noticed that they were absolutely identical in every way, neither of our parents signed there name on it at all.
"How come they forwarded letters that were identical?" Goyle asked.
"I don't know" was the only reply I could find for his question.
"Do you think the other Slytherins have the same letters?" Pansy asked, which was undoubtebly a pretty smart question.
"Well let's find out.Hey Flint, come over here a sec!!" I yelled out to Flint who now came walking with a smirk on his face. He seemed pretty mellow, there is no way he got the same letter as us.
"What's up dude?" Flint asked me.
"Can I see your letter for a second?" I asked him.
He nodded and threw it in my direction. I looked upon it, and then to Pansy and Goyle, I nodded to them and said to Flint "Thanks." And he went off not even with a question in mind.
"Ok his is the same too." I told them sitting down again.
"Well he seemed awfly cheery didn't he?" asked Pansy sarcasticlly.
"Most likely because most Slytherins hate Muggle Borns and want to become Death Eaters like their parents." Added Goyle.
There was silence between the three of us.
"Do you know who they have kidnapped?" asked Pansy.
"No...all it says that they have been sending muggle lovers, muggle borns and muggles into Azkaban and into torture." Goyle responded once again.
"Whoever those people are guys, I bet they have some family connection with the people in our school in Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and.." I drew a deep breath "Griffindor. Just look around to them, everyone but most Slytherins is either crying or sad, something awful most of happened, but could it really be that bad?" I asked both of them, but just as I expected, I got nothing but a shrug.
ELLOYHA'S POV
Look at this room, this enorumous room of children. Sad, crying, lonely children. Their families torn apart and dieing. What can I do to help them? Is there anything I can do? I kept thinkin this over and over and over in my head as I sat in that corner of the common room, trying to read in the letters of those children. I could see in my mind flashes as if it were news of what were those children reading in their letters, and what came along was terrible. Fire, deaths, torture, kidnappings, injuries, jail, you name it, and the only one who was at fault for this was they very one who's blood flowed through my very veins.
I began to push all the thoughts of those childrens faces and tried to focus on my life, on my time, right now, and the letter that I helt in my hands. I knew who it was, the black parchment paper, and the invisible return address that was never written, and the only thing printed on the envelope was 'E.V."
I carefully opened the letter as acurately as I could so I wouldn't break or tear it. Why was it so difficult, and why did it hurt so much, and when will I ever be able to talk to my father in person, without the guilt of deaths of many people on my shoulders.
It read,
Dear daughter,
I have finally regenerated as you saw that day on the Hogwarts Express. I was so close to stopping that train and getting to that Potter boy if it wern't for you. I did not know you would be there, and that you would be teaching at Hogwarts. This indeed I did not expect from my own blood. Becoming close contact with Albus Dumbledore is not that someone who bears the name that you do should do. You are my child, and I want you by my side as I do my work, you were born to be one of the most powerful Witches in the world, and by my side you will be. You are my daughter and there is no doubt that I want you with me while I conquer the unconquered and punish those who have backstabbed me. Also I want nothing more to rid myself of that Potter boy, you might of stopped me all those years back, but you can't be with him all the time. The time will come when he shall face his doom.
I have already an army of Death Eaters and Dementors at my side. And we already have begin to shed the world of the so called muggle borns, but what better way to make my point but through torture, just like old times hmmm?
You of course are welcome to join whenever you are willing to leave you duties as a Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. There is nothing you can teach those measley children to defeat me, not even Potter. You are not meant to be with people like them, you're meant to be alone, always.
I must go now daughter, but I will keep in contact with you, always,
Your ..
".Father." Were the last words of the letter. Every time I listened to his words, it hurt sooo much, as if someone were stabbing me all over my body, he always had a way to make me feel alone, and that people never understood me. But he was wrong about one thing. I wanted to be by his side more then anything in the world, but one thing for sure, I can teach those children to defend themselves and I can and will teach Harry Potter to destroy him, even if it's the last thing I do 'Father, you shall perish if the times come to it', I feel it will happen soon.
**Hey guys!! Well it's looks like you guys cried out a few tears for the last one huh? Sorry, but if you did then good, cause that means im doing okey as a writer! Heehee!!!
Anyways this next chapter, Chapter 31 that is we will have a conversation going between Draco and Goyle and Pansy that is awfully important, and we will find out what Elloyha's letter said exaclty.**
CHAPTER 31-FAREWELL LETTERS Part 2
DRACO'S POV
I stood there staring in Hermione's direction for the longest of time, not even caring that Potter was staring back. Potter seemed pretty fine, and I assumed that his letter could not of been bad at all, but he did look worried over Hermione as he kept her in his arms. I never felt the pang of jeolousy when she was with Potter. I could tell he loved her as a sister, but no more then that. It was that Weasley who I could never trust, lukily he seemed dumbfounded right now, but why?
I finally looked down to my hand where my hand helt tightly agaisnt a clenched letter. A dreadful letter from my father who unfortunately was a Death Eater and had high hopes for me to become one too. I planned on not to. I was not like him, I never enjoyed the sight of innocent people dieing at my feet.
In the letter he never even spoke of my mother, who I didn't really care for anyways. She is what you would call nothing more then a Trophy Wife, they both pleased each other in how evil and bad a person they could be, it almost disgusted me.
I looked up and I saw Pansy sitting on a couch nearby with Goyle. He seemed as if he were trying to console her, she seemed as if she was trying to hold back her tears, but finally I began to see them escape. I walked over to both of them and sat on the other side of Pansy, keeping both my hands layed on my legs looking down to my feet, still clenching the letter in my hand.
"Pansy what is it?" I tried to ask her in my most concerned voice even though I was more curious then concerned.
"My father wants me to be a Death Eater and help him kill Muggle Borns" she began to whimper and my eyes opened in shock, my father had said the same thing. "He said..he would disown me if I didn't!" and she began to cry, and I finally couldn't help but to feel sorry for her.
"Pansy it's okey, my father said the same thing." Goyle tried to reassure her putting an arm around her back, patting it softly.
I looked toward Goyle. How could his father threaten him aswell?
"Did your fathers talk about ummmm they're kidnapping?" I asked them, both their faces looking towards me in amazement, they both slowly nodded.
"Yes." Pansy said putting out her letter while straightening up and placing it on her lap.
I went and joined her by putting mine beside hers, and finally Goyle did aswell. After staring at it for a while the three of us noticed that they were absolutely identical in every way, neither of our parents signed there name on it at all.
"How come they forwarded letters that were identical?" Goyle asked.
"I don't know" was the only reply I could find for his question.
"Do you think the other Slytherins have the same letters?" Pansy asked, which was undoubtebly a pretty smart question.
"Well let's find out.Hey Flint, come over here a sec!!" I yelled out to Flint who now came walking with a smirk on his face. He seemed pretty mellow, there is no way he got the same letter as us.
"What's up dude?" Flint asked me.
"Can I see your letter for a second?" I asked him.
He nodded and threw it in my direction. I looked upon it, and then to Pansy and Goyle, I nodded to them and said to Flint "Thanks." And he went off not even with a question in mind.
"Ok his is the same too." I told them sitting down again.
"Well he seemed awfly cheery didn't he?" asked Pansy sarcasticlly.
"Most likely because most Slytherins hate Muggle Borns and want to become Death Eaters like their parents." Added Goyle.
There was silence between the three of us.
"Do you know who they have kidnapped?" asked Pansy.
"No...all it says that they have been sending muggle lovers, muggle borns and muggles into Azkaban and into torture." Goyle responded once again.
"Whoever those people are guys, I bet they have some family connection with the people in our school in Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and.." I drew a deep breath "Griffindor. Just look around to them, everyone but most Slytherins is either crying or sad, something awful most of happened, but could it really be that bad?" I asked both of them, but just as I expected, I got nothing but a shrug.
ELLOYHA'S POV
Look at this room, this enorumous room of children. Sad, crying, lonely children. Their families torn apart and dieing. What can I do to help them? Is there anything I can do? I kept thinkin this over and over and over in my head as I sat in that corner of the common room, trying to read in the letters of those children. I could see in my mind flashes as if it were news of what were those children reading in their letters, and what came along was terrible. Fire, deaths, torture, kidnappings, injuries, jail, you name it, and the only one who was at fault for this was they very one who's blood flowed through my very veins.
I began to push all the thoughts of those childrens faces and tried to focus on my life, on my time, right now, and the letter that I helt in my hands. I knew who it was, the black parchment paper, and the invisible return address that was never written, and the only thing printed on the envelope was 'E.V."
I carefully opened the letter as acurately as I could so I wouldn't break or tear it. Why was it so difficult, and why did it hurt so much, and when will I ever be able to talk to my father in person, without the guilt of deaths of many people on my shoulders.
It read,
Dear daughter,
I have finally regenerated as you saw that day on the Hogwarts Express. I was so close to stopping that train and getting to that Potter boy if it wern't for you. I did not know you would be there, and that you would be teaching at Hogwarts. This indeed I did not expect from my own blood. Becoming close contact with Albus Dumbledore is not that someone who bears the name that you do should do. You are my child, and I want you by my side as I do my work, you were born to be one of the most powerful Witches in the world, and by my side you will be. You are my daughter and there is no doubt that I want you with me while I conquer the unconquered and punish those who have backstabbed me. Also I want nothing more to rid myself of that Potter boy, you might of stopped me all those years back, but you can't be with him all the time. The time will come when he shall face his doom.
I have already an army of Death Eaters and Dementors at my side. And we already have begin to shed the world of the so called muggle borns, but what better way to make my point but through torture, just like old times hmmm?
You of course are welcome to join whenever you are willing to leave you duties as a Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. There is nothing you can teach those measley children to defeat me, not even Potter. You are not meant to be with people like them, you're meant to be alone, always.
I must go now daughter, but I will keep in contact with you, always,
Your ..
".Father." Were the last words of the letter. Every time I listened to his words, it hurt sooo much, as if someone were stabbing me all over my body, he always had a way to make me feel alone, and that people never understood me. But he was wrong about one thing. I wanted to be by his side more then anything in the world, but one thing for sure, I can teach those children to defend themselves and I can and will teach Harry Potter to destroy him, even if it's the last thing I do 'Father, you shall perish if the times come to it', I feel it will happen soon.