Chapter 14

Revenge of a Jealous Girl

I turned before I could see the hurt look on her face, waving randomly at some Slytherin girl. I quickly head away from Hermione a sick feeling creeping into my gut. I butt into the chattering group of returning Slytherins and sling my arm around one of the prettier girls. As a group we all head in the direction of the Slytherin common room. We reach the common room and I stretch out along one of the couches pulling the girl into my lap. Her name turns out to be Silvia. She's a petite little blonde with green eyes and full lips. We flirt throughout the evening and I can tell she wants it to go further. A couple of weeks ago I might have taken her up on it. But now… she leans in to kiss me and I get up suddenly dumping her unceremoniusly onto the floor. She looks up and glowers at me. I ignore her and announce to the rest of the room that I'm going to bed. Once I reach the boy's dorm I tear off my clothes and throw them on the floor in a rage. I pull on a pair of loose pajama pants and flop down onto my bed with a sigh. What did I expect? I tried to rape her, she's seen the evil inside me and she'll never look at me the same way again. Now I've lost Hermione and my father is out to get me for feeling this way about her. I lose either way. I'm just about to close my eyes when a dark shadow passes over the window. I get out of bed slowly and peer out. I hear a creak behind me but I don't have time to turn a hand camps itself over my mouth and a long, sharp blade presses against my throat.

"Hello, Draco." The voice is like a cold hiss in my ear. "Scream and you're dead." I nod slightly and my attacker lowers their hand and instead twists my arm painfully behind my back. I turn my head to try and get a glimpse of my enemy. All I catch is a swish of red hair.

"Marissa…?" I ask in surprise. She twists my arm harder and I groan.

"Sure," She starts bitterly. "Now you get my name right."

"Hey, baby… you're taking this way too personally…" The blade presses harder against my skin and I feel a small drop of blood trickle down.

"Don't you "hey baby" me, Draco. Besides, this isn't about me and you. This is so much bigger. You ever heard of Eldora Bramwell?"

"You mean that slut that my father hangs out with? She's one of his Death Eater buddies isn't she?" She tightens her grip on my arm and I can almost hear her grinding her teeth.

"That "slut" as you so eloquently put it, is my mother. She gave me this laughable task. I thought that catching The Draco Malfoy unawares would be much more difficult. Or atleast challenging."

"You havn't really thought this through have you? How are you going to get me out of the castle? Obviously your mission doesn't include killing me. My father wants to deal with me directly. Doesn't he?"

"Oh, we'll get out. Just you watch. Now come on." She tosses a cloak over both our shoulders and moves the dagger from my throat and pokes the tip into the side of my ribs. "And don't try anything or your poor little Hermione might run into a bit of trouble." Her laugh is like a shrill, evil giggle. Jealous girls are insane but I don't doubt what she says. We leave the dorm and head back towards the noise of the common room. Surely someone would notice something. Marissa laughs and kisses my cheek as we enter, making it look as though we are simply cuddling under and oversized cloak. Silvia glares at me with contempt. I roll my eyes. As if I don't have enough girl trouble as it is. We head out the portrait without so much as a suspicious glance and soon we are standing before the main doors.

"Where are all your friends now?" Marissa snarls at me. She shoves me forward and soon we are down the path and out of the no-apparating bounds of Hogwarts. She grips my arm tightly and I feel a strange pulling sensation, as if I'm being sucked through a tube. It is rather unpleasant and I realize too late that she is apparating with me attached. We reappear and I double over with nausea. Marissa wastes no time and kicks me hard in the stomach and I go down. She hits me on the back of the head.

"You sick bastard, I hope you get what's coming to you." She raises her arm to hit me again but someone grabs her wrist.

"That's enough, Marissa." A smooth, sexy voice reaches my ears as a soft hand encloses around my upper arm to help me up. I stand facing a beautiful woman with startling blue eyes and thick red hair. She runs her hand through my hair and pulls my face inches from hers. "I'm Eldora." She purrs at me softly and bites her lip. Her full red lip…

"I can see why Marissa is such a slut." Eldora grins at me and then slaps me hard across the face.

"You better be nice little boy… wouldn't want to end up dead and leave your little friend all alone…" Her smile widens displaying a set of perfect white teeth.

"What do you mean…?" She just continues to smile and moves to one side. And right there in front of me, tied to a chair and gagged is Hermione.