Oh my gawd, I know it has been a long time. I am so sorry! I've been trying
to figure out how to end this and stuff. I think two more chapters should
do the trick. I am so sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry,
SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe I waited that long to finish this. Oh
man, Anyway here it is(If you're not mad at me and still reading my
pathetic story)!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~*~*Chapter 8*~*~*~
New Beginnings
The sun shone through the open window as my eyes fluttered open. I sighed and rolled over in my bed, squeezing my eyes shut. I couldn't fall asleep, the soft ruffling of the curtains covering the open window kept me awake, and so did the noisy street below the window.
I pushed myself out of bed and walked over to the open window and looked down. The streets of Diagon Alley were already busy with early morning shoppers, getting into the stores before the afternoon rush or shop owners hurrying to work. A sick feeling plopped into my stomach as she watched some children run past the window, laughing and shouting with joy.
I heard someone walking around behind me. I turned and looked at my husband, who was gathering his clothes into a pile and putting them on.
'I don't know if I can do this.' I said.
'You have too. Like I have said a million times before, you chose this life, you stick with it.' he yawned dully, pulling on his trousers and grabbing his cloak.
I looked back out the window one last time and snapped it shut. I walked over to the closet, pulled out my trousers and shirt, pulled off my nightgown and put on my trousers and shirt. I took my cloak from the closet and pulled it on slowly. I didn't want to do this.
Suddenly, pain shot through my left forearm. She tugged up my cloak and shirt, and peered down at the skull, a snake slithering out from it's mouth. The sight frightened me, the pain frightened me, being a Death-eater frightened me. I don't know why I did it, I can't take the pain. It was glowing a bright green and stung greatly. I turned to Draco, who was smiling lightly.
'He's calling.' said Draco.
I nodded slowly, gulping deeply, getting ready for what was coming next. 'All right. Let's go.'
With a pop we both disappeared from the room and off towards The Malfoy Mansion.
*
We both landed neatly in the large drawing room, where about a hundred other Death-eaters stood, waiting also for something to happen. I clutched my mask tightly in my hand as Draco led me to the center of the group. There stood Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange, the oldest of the Death- eater group that hadn't been killed off.
'All right!' bellowed Lucius over the crowd. 'You have all come to our Lord's command, and we are all here. Welcome back, fellow Death-eaters.'
A sly grin spread across Lucius' face as the crowd applauded and shouted at the welcome. Bellatrix raised her hand and everyone fell silent.
'War is upon us once again,' roared Bellatrix. Her voice echoed across the large drawing room. 'Dumbledore and his army are weak. They believe our Master is gone. Harry Potter is off guard, unprotected by Dumbledore. Now is our chance to make our move.'
The crowd shouted and screamed loudly.
'Now is our chance to show them who truly rules this world.'
The crowd grew louder.
'Now is our chance for victory.'
The noise was deafening and so loud that Bellatrix was almost drown out by all the shouting.
'NOW IS OUR CHANCE FOR GREATNESS!' bellowed Bellatrix as the crowd of Death- eaters grew so loud that I couldn't even hear myself thinking.
'YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT SUFFERING.' roared Lucius over the crowd. 'YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT PAIN. YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT LOSS. YOU AREN'T WORTHY FOR VICTORY UNTIL YOU HAVE PAID THE PRICE!'
I couldn't take it anymore. I looked around, at all the cheering faces, and was reminded of Ron and Harry. The faces of the Death-eaters turned into the faces of all my friends, them suffering... in pain... dying...
I turned away, burying my face into my hands. I looked up and saw the jeering faces of all of the Death-eaters. I pushed through them, running away from the crowd. I wasn't noticed when I ran through the open doors of the drawing room and down the long empty halls of the Malfoy Manor.
I ran, my footsteps echoing through the stone walls. I knew that Draco would notice I'm gone and come looking for me. I would have to get out of here. This was his home. He knows the house better than I do.
I stopped, looking around and figuring out where I was. I saw a door, ran to it and yanked it open. It was a cavernous room, glowing a eerie yellow and gray, which burned my eyes. I slammed the door shut and my eyes instantly felt better.
I began to run again. Left, right, right, left. I didn't know where I was going, but I kept running. Then I stopped. I looked around for a second and then remembered I could Apparate. Feeling stupid, I left the Manor with a pop and ended up outside the Manor.
The land stretched on forever, a wall of trees off in the distance. A flower bed surrounded the large house, setting off color, apart from the green of the grass and the black of the Manor. I was smiling.
Then I heard something in the distance. A rumbling. I looked towards the trees. At first I thought it was the carriages of the Beaxbatons, but that was insane. Why would they becoming here? Then I saw them. Running.
Hundreds upon hundreds of wizards and witches running towards the Manor. It was the other side coming to fight. I was frozen. My friends were in that crowd of wizards and witches. I looked at the Manor. If I told the Death- eaters that they were here and coming, I would be loyal and Draco would see me worthy...
But if I didn't tell, my friends would have a surprise attack, but they would still have a slim chance of winning.
I was caught between love and friends. Between me and what Draco wants me to be. Without thinking, I Apparated back into the drawing room, which was still loud with stamping and cheers. I pushed myself through the crowd, climbed onto the desk where Lucius and Bellatrix stood.
'THEY'RE HERE!' I screamed. 'THEY'RE COMING! THE OTHER SIDE IS READY TO FIGHT!'
Everyone went quiet. They didn't believe me. 'IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, LOOK OUT THE WINDOW!'
Sure enough, they did and by now the other side could be seen running towards the Manor. Lucius turned around, slipped on his mask and raised his arms. 'LET THE WAR BEGAN!'
As I watched my fellow Death-eaters charge out of the door, slipping on their masks and pulling out their wands, I knew what I had done was not going to be good either way.
I slipped on my mask, pulled out my wand and followed the others out of the drawing room, feeling very sick.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It has been a very very long wait for you guys. I needed to work out this chapter and what her decision would be. And here you go! One more chapter and it's all over!!! review!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~*~*Chapter 8*~*~*~
New Beginnings
The sun shone through the open window as my eyes fluttered open. I sighed and rolled over in my bed, squeezing my eyes shut. I couldn't fall asleep, the soft ruffling of the curtains covering the open window kept me awake, and so did the noisy street below the window.
I pushed myself out of bed and walked over to the open window and looked down. The streets of Diagon Alley were already busy with early morning shoppers, getting into the stores before the afternoon rush or shop owners hurrying to work. A sick feeling plopped into my stomach as she watched some children run past the window, laughing and shouting with joy.
I heard someone walking around behind me. I turned and looked at my husband, who was gathering his clothes into a pile and putting them on.
'I don't know if I can do this.' I said.
'You have too. Like I have said a million times before, you chose this life, you stick with it.' he yawned dully, pulling on his trousers and grabbing his cloak.
I looked back out the window one last time and snapped it shut. I walked over to the closet, pulled out my trousers and shirt, pulled off my nightgown and put on my trousers and shirt. I took my cloak from the closet and pulled it on slowly. I didn't want to do this.
Suddenly, pain shot through my left forearm. She tugged up my cloak and shirt, and peered down at the skull, a snake slithering out from it's mouth. The sight frightened me, the pain frightened me, being a Death-eater frightened me. I don't know why I did it, I can't take the pain. It was glowing a bright green and stung greatly. I turned to Draco, who was smiling lightly.
'He's calling.' said Draco.
I nodded slowly, gulping deeply, getting ready for what was coming next. 'All right. Let's go.'
With a pop we both disappeared from the room and off towards The Malfoy Mansion.
*
We both landed neatly in the large drawing room, where about a hundred other Death-eaters stood, waiting also for something to happen. I clutched my mask tightly in my hand as Draco led me to the center of the group. There stood Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange, the oldest of the Death- eater group that hadn't been killed off.
'All right!' bellowed Lucius over the crowd. 'You have all come to our Lord's command, and we are all here. Welcome back, fellow Death-eaters.'
A sly grin spread across Lucius' face as the crowd applauded and shouted at the welcome. Bellatrix raised her hand and everyone fell silent.
'War is upon us once again,' roared Bellatrix. Her voice echoed across the large drawing room. 'Dumbledore and his army are weak. They believe our Master is gone. Harry Potter is off guard, unprotected by Dumbledore. Now is our chance to make our move.'
The crowd shouted and screamed loudly.
'Now is our chance to show them who truly rules this world.'
The crowd grew louder.
'Now is our chance for victory.'
The noise was deafening and so loud that Bellatrix was almost drown out by all the shouting.
'NOW IS OUR CHANCE FOR GREATNESS!' bellowed Bellatrix as the crowd of Death- eaters grew so loud that I couldn't even hear myself thinking.
'YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT SUFFERING.' roared Lucius over the crowd. 'YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT PAIN. YOU CAN'T HAVE VICTORY WITHOUT LOSS. YOU AREN'T WORTHY FOR VICTORY UNTIL YOU HAVE PAID THE PRICE!'
I couldn't take it anymore. I looked around, at all the cheering faces, and was reminded of Ron and Harry. The faces of the Death-eaters turned into the faces of all my friends, them suffering... in pain... dying...
I turned away, burying my face into my hands. I looked up and saw the jeering faces of all of the Death-eaters. I pushed through them, running away from the crowd. I wasn't noticed when I ran through the open doors of the drawing room and down the long empty halls of the Malfoy Manor.
I ran, my footsteps echoing through the stone walls. I knew that Draco would notice I'm gone and come looking for me. I would have to get out of here. This was his home. He knows the house better than I do.
I stopped, looking around and figuring out where I was. I saw a door, ran to it and yanked it open. It was a cavernous room, glowing a eerie yellow and gray, which burned my eyes. I slammed the door shut and my eyes instantly felt better.
I began to run again. Left, right, right, left. I didn't know where I was going, but I kept running. Then I stopped. I looked around for a second and then remembered I could Apparate. Feeling stupid, I left the Manor with a pop and ended up outside the Manor.
The land stretched on forever, a wall of trees off in the distance. A flower bed surrounded the large house, setting off color, apart from the green of the grass and the black of the Manor. I was smiling.
Then I heard something in the distance. A rumbling. I looked towards the trees. At first I thought it was the carriages of the Beaxbatons, but that was insane. Why would they becoming here? Then I saw them. Running.
Hundreds upon hundreds of wizards and witches running towards the Manor. It was the other side coming to fight. I was frozen. My friends were in that crowd of wizards and witches. I looked at the Manor. If I told the Death- eaters that they were here and coming, I would be loyal and Draco would see me worthy...
But if I didn't tell, my friends would have a surprise attack, but they would still have a slim chance of winning.
I was caught between love and friends. Between me and what Draco wants me to be. Without thinking, I Apparated back into the drawing room, which was still loud with stamping and cheers. I pushed myself through the crowd, climbed onto the desk where Lucius and Bellatrix stood.
'THEY'RE HERE!' I screamed. 'THEY'RE COMING! THE OTHER SIDE IS READY TO FIGHT!'
Everyone went quiet. They didn't believe me. 'IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, LOOK OUT THE WINDOW!'
Sure enough, they did and by now the other side could be seen running towards the Manor. Lucius turned around, slipped on his mask and raised his arms. 'LET THE WAR BEGAN!'
As I watched my fellow Death-eaters charge out of the door, slipping on their masks and pulling out their wands, I knew what I had done was not going to be good either way.
I slipped on my mask, pulled out my wand and followed the others out of the drawing room, feeling very sick.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It has been a very very long wait for you guys. I needed to work out this chapter and what her decision would be. And here you go! One more chapter and it's all over!!! review!!!