Unknown Secret
Chapter 10, Secret Revealed
That night, Skyla was walking back to the common room from an evening chat with Professor Avaeran. It's spooky walking around this place at night she thought. She almost screamed as a shadow loomed up in front of her, but as it got closer she saw it was only Draco. What was he doing here?
"Skyla," He said, "Mind if I have a word?"
"Uh, Umm…sure." she said. What could he want?
He indicated an open doorway and she cautiously stepped inside. It was a small, unused classroom. Draco stepped inside, leaving the door open. He looked at her with what seemed to be a mischievous glint in his eye, Skyla couldn't really tell because it was so dark. She wondered why he didn't turn the light on. With a serious voice he said "So Skyla, the little spy."
What!? How could he have known? I never said anything about it to anybody. Maybe he doesn't really know, he's just guessing. "W…what?"
"You heard me. You've been using me to get information about my father and then been tattling to Dumbledore." His eyes were now flashing and she could have sworn if the light was on they would be red. "I don't like being used." He now stepped forward and she backed away into the wall. What was he going to do to her? She couldn't get out the door because he was blocking the way.
"H-how…"she stuttered.
"How did I know?" he asked, then held up a letter. Skyla gasped as she saw her own handwriting.
"Your letter to Dumbledore." He said maliciously. "So you're a little spy for Dumbledore? I've written to father and he and I have decided what to do with you." he smirked and stepped even closer.
Skyla was shaking, what was he going to do? Draco took one more step so his face was close to hers. "Goodbye love" he whispered. Skyla felt a sharp excruciating pain in her stomach. Draco ran out the door and Skyla looked down. She screamed as she saw the hilt of a knife sticking out of her stomach and felt warm, wet stickiness. She felt the world slipping away as she slid down the wall and everything went black.
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Harry heard the scream as he was walking back from detention with Snape. His wrist was sore. Snape had made him re-label most of the jars. Who knew Snape had so many jars? Harry wondered what or who could be screaming at this time of night and ran towards the noise. He turned the corner to where he had heard the noise come from. There was a door ajar on his right. He cautiously crept into the room and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.
There! There was a body lying on the floor. Harry wondered if it was dead and went even slower towards it. It was a girl with long light colored hair. Where had he seen that before? He gasped. Skyla! Now that he was closer he could see the hilt of a fancy knife sticking out of her stomach. Was she dead? There was blood on the floor, but Harry could see the faint soft rise and fall of her chest. Who did this? Now what was he supposed to do? He couldn't possibly have time to go get help, or to carry her to the hospital wing. Who knew how much time she had left?
Then it hit him. They were near Dumbledore's office. He could take her there! Harry gently picked her up trying not to hurt her anymore than she already was. He walked down the hall, thankful that she didn't weigh a lot. He turned down the corridor where Dumbledore's office was. 'Stupid!' he thought, 'I don't know the password.' but just as he thought that, the gargoyle blocking the entrance to Dumbledore's office sprang aside and standing there was…Dumbledore!
Dumbledore looked at Harry carrying Skyla and smiled in his calm way. "Bring her in Harry." he said as if he were expecting this. Harry brought her up and set her on the desk as Dumbledore told him to. "Who did this?" He asked Harry.
"I don't know." Harry replied, "I was walking back from detention when I heard a scream and I found Skyla lying on the floor like this. I didn't think I'd have time to get her to the hospital wing, so I brought her here. Will she be alright?"
"She'll be fine." Dumbledore reassured him. "We'll just have to figure out what happened when she wakes up. She's going to have a scar from this, even I can't stop it from scarring." All this time he was smiling in his calm, polite way. Harry just shook his head, a little amused at him.
Chapter 10, Secret Revealed
That night, Skyla was walking back to the common room from an evening chat with Professor Avaeran. It's spooky walking around this place at night she thought. She almost screamed as a shadow loomed up in front of her, but as it got closer she saw it was only Draco. What was he doing here?
"Skyla," He said, "Mind if I have a word?"
"Uh, Umm…sure." she said. What could he want?
He indicated an open doorway and she cautiously stepped inside. It was a small, unused classroom. Draco stepped inside, leaving the door open. He looked at her with what seemed to be a mischievous glint in his eye, Skyla couldn't really tell because it was so dark. She wondered why he didn't turn the light on. With a serious voice he said "So Skyla, the little spy."
What!? How could he have known? I never said anything about it to anybody. Maybe he doesn't really know, he's just guessing. "W…what?"
"You heard me. You've been using me to get information about my father and then been tattling to Dumbledore." His eyes were now flashing and she could have sworn if the light was on they would be red. "I don't like being used." He now stepped forward and she backed away into the wall. What was he going to do to her? She couldn't get out the door because he was blocking the way.
"H-how…"she stuttered.
"How did I know?" he asked, then held up a letter. Skyla gasped as she saw her own handwriting.
"Your letter to Dumbledore." He said maliciously. "So you're a little spy for Dumbledore? I've written to father and he and I have decided what to do with you." he smirked and stepped even closer.
Skyla was shaking, what was he going to do? Draco took one more step so his face was close to hers. "Goodbye love" he whispered. Skyla felt a sharp excruciating pain in her stomach. Draco ran out the door and Skyla looked down. She screamed as she saw the hilt of a knife sticking out of her stomach and felt warm, wet stickiness. She felt the world slipping away as she slid down the wall and everything went black.
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Harry heard the scream as he was walking back from detention with Snape. His wrist was sore. Snape had made him re-label most of the jars. Who knew Snape had so many jars? Harry wondered what or who could be screaming at this time of night and ran towards the noise. He turned the corner to where he had heard the noise come from. There was a door ajar on his right. He cautiously crept into the room and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.
There! There was a body lying on the floor. Harry wondered if it was dead and went even slower towards it. It was a girl with long light colored hair. Where had he seen that before? He gasped. Skyla! Now that he was closer he could see the hilt of a fancy knife sticking out of her stomach. Was she dead? There was blood on the floor, but Harry could see the faint soft rise and fall of her chest. Who did this? Now what was he supposed to do? He couldn't possibly have time to go get help, or to carry her to the hospital wing. Who knew how much time she had left?
Then it hit him. They were near Dumbledore's office. He could take her there! Harry gently picked her up trying not to hurt her anymore than she already was. He walked down the hall, thankful that she didn't weigh a lot. He turned down the corridor where Dumbledore's office was. 'Stupid!' he thought, 'I don't know the password.' but just as he thought that, the gargoyle blocking the entrance to Dumbledore's office sprang aside and standing there was…Dumbledore!
Dumbledore looked at Harry carrying Skyla and smiled in his calm way. "Bring her in Harry." he said as if he were expecting this. Harry brought her up and set her on the desk as Dumbledore told him to. "Who did this?" He asked Harry.
"I don't know." Harry replied, "I was walking back from detention when I heard a scream and I found Skyla lying on the floor like this. I didn't think I'd have time to get her to the hospital wing, so I brought her here. Will she be alright?"
"She'll be fine." Dumbledore reassured him. "We'll just have to figure out what happened when she wakes up. She's going to have a scar from this, even I can't stop it from scarring." All this time he was smiling in his calm, polite way. Harry just shook his head, a little amused at him.