Chapter 7
Cruel Intentions
"Frederico..." Draco said, surprised.
"Draco." Frederico said, his long hair blowing in the wind. "I salute you for joining up with the right side." he said, pacing. "Your father was one of our most celebrated followers. He is the one who told me to take a stand for my uncle."
"And your Uncle is..." Draco said, pushing back his hair.
"Why Voldemort of course."
"I see." Draco replied stepping toward him. "Why are you here?" he asked, eyebrows furrowed
"Well I have came to ask you if you would do me the honor of being my Head General." he asked, his silver eyes shining in the moonlight
Draco thought about it for a second. He thought about Elle, and how she would take it. He loved her. That he was sure...but he promised himself that he wouldn't to drive her away, and he had already started to to that.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." he said, not thinking.
"And, this girl, Ellewyn-"
"-What about her?!" he said, interrupting Frederico.
"Well, she is a lovely lady." he said with a smirk. "Her father was then head of the committee that wanted me dead. I want you to help me to do something to her-"
"-No! I won't do it! I love her!" he said, interrupting him again, tears welling up in his eyes.
"You don't understand Draco. I need you to do this." Frederico said, rubbing the knob on his sword.
"What then?" Draco said, becoming furious.
"I want her dead." Draco eyed Frederico with this request. He did not know what to say.
Draco thought about his predicament he knew that he loved Ellewyn, but he also knew that Frederico was more likely to kill him or make the battle worse for others if he agreed not to.
"Fine."Draco said, "I'll do it."
"Very well..." replied Frederico, his eyes becoming a devilish green at the excitement of his answer.
"But I will do it in my own good time." said Draco.
"Just as long as you do it." Said Frederico. "I will return when I have news from my alliances...I want that girl dead Draco, you hear me?"
"Yes Frederico."
"Good." He said as he formed into a green ball of light and dissapparated out of the room.
Draco slicked back his lightening hair and let out a sigh. Of course he had no intentions of killing Elle, not that he knew of, he just said it to Frederico as a cover up. He loved her, but he wasn't sure if she returned his same sentiments.
Suddenly Draco heard a burst through a door.
"DID I HEAR WHAT I THOUGHT I JUST HEARD YOU JACKA?" Ron said, coming into the room disheveled with his shirt buttoned down, his fly open, and his hair completely in mats.
"God, you don't even know what is going on so stay the he!! out of it." Draco said as he plopped into his favorite chair.
"I know exactly whats going on Malfoy." Ron said, his green eyes bulging with anger now.
Draco rolled his eyes at the thought that Ron couldn't possibly have heard all that they had talked about.
"You are going to kill Elle for Frederico, you're his head guy or something. It's what you planned all along. You never even liked Elle did you?" Ron said, looking dangerily close to starting a fist fight.
"No Ron, I don't even plan to kill her I just said that so Frederico would get off of my a$$." Draco said, standing up to Ron's eye level.
" I don't believe you, all you were in it for was a good f with Elle then you were going to kill her." Ron said, his veins popping out of his neck.
"That is not what this is and speaking of screwing, look at yourself!"Draco said, eyeing Ron up and down.
"We are about to be married thank you very much, and I didn't go and join the guy who tried to kill her!" he said as he headed for the door.
"Where are you going?!" Draco asked.
"To tell Elle of your intentions." Ron said, taking off his shirt and pants, throwing them in the laundry and putting on some jeans and a white t- shirt.
"Don't even let ME go talk to her." Draco said, suddenly afraid.
"Well she's in the dance room working at the barre if you want to beat me to it." Ron said, as he slammed out the door.
Draco didn't know what to do, he knew that Ron was going to tell her either way, but then he knew that he might have a chance to tell her he truth BEFORE Ron gets there.
At the thought of this Draco rushed out the door.
"Frederico..." Draco said, surprised.
"Draco." Frederico said, his long hair blowing in the wind. "I salute you for joining up with the right side." he said, pacing. "Your father was one of our most celebrated followers. He is the one who told me to take a stand for my uncle."
"And your Uncle is..." Draco said, pushing back his hair.
"Why Voldemort of course."
"I see." Draco replied stepping toward him. "Why are you here?" he asked, eyebrows furrowed
"Well I have came to ask you if you would do me the honor of being my Head General." he asked, his silver eyes shining in the moonlight
Draco thought about it for a second. He thought about Elle, and how she would take it. He loved her. That he was sure...but he promised himself that he wouldn't to drive her away, and he had already started to to that.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." he said, not thinking.
"And, this girl, Ellewyn-"
"-What about her?!" he said, interrupting Frederico.
"Well, she is a lovely lady." he said with a smirk. "Her father was then head of the committee that wanted me dead. I want you to help me to do something to her-"
"-No! I won't do it! I love her!" he said, interrupting him again, tears welling up in his eyes.
"You don't understand Draco. I need you to do this." Frederico said, rubbing the knob on his sword.
"What then?" Draco said, becoming furious.
"I want her dead." Draco eyed Frederico with this request. He did not know what to say.
Draco thought about his predicament he knew that he loved Ellewyn, but he also knew that Frederico was more likely to kill him or make the battle worse for others if he agreed not to.
"Fine."Draco said, "I'll do it."
"Very well..." replied Frederico, his eyes becoming a devilish green at the excitement of his answer.
"But I will do it in my own good time." said Draco.
"Just as long as you do it." Said Frederico. "I will return when I have news from my alliances...I want that girl dead Draco, you hear me?"
"Yes Frederico."
"Good." He said as he formed into a green ball of light and dissapparated out of the room.
Draco slicked back his lightening hair and let out a sigh. Of course he had no intentions of killing Elle, not that he knew of, he just said it to Frederico as a cover up. He loved her, but he wasn't sure if she returned his same sentiments.
Suddenly Draco heard a burst through a door.
"DID I HEAR WHAT I THOUGHT I JUST HEARD YOU JACKA?" Ron said, coming into the room disheveled with his shirt buttoned down, his fly open, and his hair completely in mats.
"God, you don't even know what is going on so stay the he!! out of it." Draco said as he plopped into his favorite chair.
"I know exactly whats going on Malfoy." Ron said, his green eyes bulging with anger now.
Draco rolled his eyes at the thought that Ron couldn't possibly have heard all that they had talked about.
"You are going to kill Elle for Frederico, you're his head guy or something. It's what you planned all along. You never even liked Elle did you?" Ron said, looking dangerily close to starting a fist fight.
"No Ron, I don't even plan to kill her I just said that so Frederico would get off of my a$$." Draco said, standing up to Ron's eye level.
" I don't believe you, all you were in it for was a good f with Elle then you were going to kill her." Ron said, his veins popping out of his neck.
"That is not what this is and speaking of screwing, look at yourself!"Draco said, eyeing Ron up and down.
"We are about to be married thank you very much, and I didn't go and join the guy who tried to kill her!" he said as he headed for the door.
"Where are you going?!" Draco asked.
"To tell Elle of your intentions." Ron said, taking off his shirt and pants, throwing them in the laundry and putting on some jeans and a white t- shirt.
"Don't even let ME go talk to her." Draco said, suddenly afraid.
"Well she's in the dance room working at the barre if you want to beat me to it." Ron said, as he slammed out the door.
Draco didn't know what to do, he knew that Ron was going to tell her either way, but then he knew that he might have a chance to tell her he truth BEFORE Ron gets there.
At the thought of this Draco rushed out the door.