Chapter 15
After Christmas break ended, and classes started up again, Cate began noticed that Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott and Severus kept leaving in the middle of their classes. Apparently they had more importance that she did in the death eaters plans.
One evening on her way back from the library, Catherine happened to run into Malfoy in a deserted hallway. The seventeen-year-old boy looked up, then slowly walked toward Cate.
"So I heard you've joined our side." He spoke cooly.
"Yeah?" She replied, her voice stone, "You wanna make something of it?"'
"No." He paused, "I just find it weird that you're with us, but you're a Gryffindor and you hang out with Potty and his friends."
"I've been keeping an eye on them. Which is why my father made special arrangements for me to be in Gryffindor.
"That would explain it." Draco said quietly, then stepped closer towards her.
"It would." Cate replied, her eyes darting both ways down the hallway.
"You know, my father always said he thought your mother was beautiful." Catherine raised an eyebrow at Malfoy as he stepped closer to her. "And now I see how much you resemble your mother." Draco was nearly an inch from her, and the young woman was pressed up against the wall. He then brushed his hand across her hip, slightly touching her inner thigh, Catherine pushed away, starting on her way down the hallway.
"Malfoy, I don't know what you want from me, but you sure as hell aren't getting it."
"Cate...two pureblood, Dark Lord supporters such as ourselves deserve each other."
"Whatever." Cate hurried off down the hall, she needed to clear her mind, so she headed out to the grounds. Even it there was the possible threat of death eaters, she needed to be outside, anyway, they thought she was with them.
The eighteen-year-old puller her cloak tight around her as the snow crunched under her feet. It was good for her to be out of the school, with all that was going on, Catherine needed a few days off. The young woman ended up wandering around for quite a while, when it started to get dark, Cate turned to walk back up to the school. She jumped back suddenly when she felt a hand wrap around her shoulders. Cate pushed the arm off her and whipped around, whoever it was, was invisible at the time.
"Catherine," A cold, drawling voice spoke, "It's perfectly fine. I am with you, remember?"
"How could I forget?" She replied, now knowing who it was, "Mr. Malfoy, please, it's getting late, I have to get back up to the school." The man laughed softly.
"It's okay." He took a loud step toward her, even though Cate couldn't see him, she knew he was behind her, as his breath was warm on his neck. "There's no danger as long as you're here with me." The young woman cringed inside as his hands closed around her waist. If she made any opposing actions, it would seem as if she was not supporting the Dark Side, which wasn't the best.
"Mr. Malfoy..." He stopped her.
"Please, call me Lucius."
"Lucius..." Catherine began again, taking a sharp inhale of breath as she felt the man's hand move quickly up her shirt. "I do need to get back to the school...there's no one watching Potter and his friends, they could be planning against us." She spoke quickly, and his hand froze as she finished her sentence.
"In that case," He whispered, "You should be heading back." Lucius kissed her neck forcefully, then let her go. "We'll continue this later. Good night."'
"Good night." She muttered, then hurried off to the owlery.
Cate cooed a barn owl down, wrote a quick letter to Professor Dumbledore, that said something along the lines of:
'Professor,
I just wanted to let you know that some death eaters may be wandering around the grounds, invisible, and that they are a threat to students. I cam across Lucius Malfoy this evening. Luckily, I am with his side, so he did me no real harm.
-Cate'
She quickly rolled up the parchment, gave it to the owl, and watched it fly away. A few moments later, the owl flew back inside the window. Catherine unrolled the note, and read quickly through Dumbledore's response.
'Catherine,
Thank-you for your information. My only question to you is: when you say Mr Malfoy did you no real harm, what to you mean?
-A. Dumbledore'
Cate flipped the page over, and wrote back
'He only came onto me, I managed to get away without any harm to anyone.'
She gave it back to the owl, then left the owlery.
Cate walked through the deserted hallways up to Gryffindor tower. She changed into her pyjama's, then saw down on her bed, sighing heavily. The young woman thought of what had happened, both Lucius and Draco Malfoy had come onto her. It had never happened before, obviously something had changed. "Becoming" a death eater may have been a part of it, but not all. Maybe her reputation with the Dark Side was very different that what she had thought it was.
