Consume The Darkness

Chapter 4

Making Enemies

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"That bitch!" Mad Eye Moody exclaimed after a long stretch of silence. He leaned back in his chair, fingering his wand with pent up anger.

Dumbledore nodded his head at his friend and looked back at the bowl that held the memory of the raid from James. "She's connected to Voldemort in a more...intimate way. It's quite clear in the way he touched her and it also explains her devotion to him. She would know about the raids and the killing because she's always by his side."

"We have to stop this. We have her in our clutches, lets nip this in the bud quickly."

"No...we can't. We can't let them know that we know just yet. We have to be careful in what we're dealing with here."

"But we should at least shake her up some..."

"Don't be foolish. She's the key, we need to slowly make her come to our side, if we accomplish that, we can use her against Voldemort. Her betrayal will kill him...he'd be in no position to fight and this war can finally be over." Dumbledore mused as he took a sip of his tea.

"Are we going to tell the staff?"

"No...this will just be between us...I'll get the Potters to pursue a relationship with Hazel...we'll see how that goes before we do anything else."

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"Please Pansy...I'm sorry!" A girl pleaded as she tried sitting up on the cold stone floor in the dungeons near the Slytherin Common Room.

Pansy Parkinson sneered at the girl and kept her wand trained on her. "Sorry? I know all about you trying to hit on Blaise...I'll kill you!"

Hazel sighed as she walked towards the commotion. She and Pansy were well enough acquainted and she had grown to hate the jealousy that Pansy showed when any girl paid more than 3 seconds worth of attention to her boyfriend. "Let the poor girl go inside Pans. I'm sure she's learned her lesson."

Pansy spun around, and smiled when she saw her newest friend. "Where have you been?"

"Library. Ditching the newly found parentals...you know, the usual." Hazel answered lazily as she walked towards the portrait, knowing that Pansy would follow her. That girl on the floor owed her, and she would make sure she'd collect that favor when the time came.

"Are they still trying to bond with you? Draco's not going to like that."

"Draco doesn't like anything that involves someone else trying to spend time with me." Hazel responded with a small smirk as she made her way into her room. In Slytherin, everyone had their own room because it was much more spacious in the dungeons than in the towers. Hazel's room was the biggest because everyone knows how important she is to Voldemort.

Pansy sat down in one of the green armchairs near Hazel's fireplace. "What are you going to do until lunch?"

"No idea, I'm thinking on just going down by the lake for a walk. I'm waiting on a letter actually..." Hazel didn't want to express her worry on the delay in a response from Tom, but it was there. She had written him days ago, and he has yet to respond. She wondered if he was angry at her for what had happened with the Potters and the hugging and kissing...she hoped he would understand that it meant nothing and she wasn't going to abandon him.

Pansy looked down at her watch and swore. "I gotta go, I have Ancient Runes with Mrs. Potter, and I didn't do the homework, she's gonna be pissed."

"Since when do you care about her attitude?" Hazel questioned as she tried to hold back a yawn.

"I don't, but she loves dishing out detentions almost as much as Snape. Well, see you later!" Pansy closed the door behind her and Hazel laid down on her bed with a sigh.

She didn't get much sleep last night. Draco had come into her room and they had spent most of the night talking about everything and nothing. They almost kissed again, but she had come to her senses rather quickly and pretended to fluff the pillows. It was a stupid ruse, but she didn't know what else to do at the time. It was so confusing! There was no way she wanted to betray Tom, but she loved Draco...how was she supposed to ignore her feelings for the blonde and go ahead with becoming Tom's wife?

Hazel slid off the bed and took off her school robe and put on a red custom made one that Tom had gotten her. She combed her fingers through her hair and grabbed her sketchbook. She might as well use her free period to do something to clear her mind. Hazel left her room quickly before anyone could see her and headed towards the lake. She needed to think and in order for that she had to make sure her housemates didn't see her leave.

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Hermione Granger sighed angrily as she slammed her book closed and hit her boyfriend on the thigh with it.

"Bloody hell, Hermione!" Ron cried out in shock as he rubbed his thigh and glared at her. "What was that for?"

"You're not paying attention to me!"

"You were reading a book, so I thought you wanted me to be quiet."

Hermione made a frustrated noise in the back of her throat and turned her head away from the red-head for a few moments to look at the squid playing in the lake. It was starting to get a little chilly, but it was still nice to be outside. They were in the second week of September, and Hermione had noticed that Ron was becoming distant. She had thought some time alone outside on their free period would patch things up, but so far she was only seeing things get worse. "I want you to make me feel loved. You don't...either you're ignoring me, or coming up with excuses. I'm sick of it."

Ron sighed and pulled the girl closer to him. "Hermione, you know I love you. I just have a lot on my mind that's all. Don't worry, everything is fine ok?" He kissed her lips just to reassure her.

"Ok." Hermione said as she pulled away and laid her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and enjoyed their closeness to each other for a few minutes. "Ron...I love you." She waited to hear it back...but she didn't. She moved her head from his chest to look at him, but it seemed he didn't even notice anything that was going on around him. His eyes were trained on a figure sitting with her back against a tree, knees drawn up to her chest, long black hair flowing over her shoulder as the wind blew most of it behind her. The girl's head was lowered as she wrote in what looked to be a sort of drawing pad. Hermione squinted her eyes and tried to identify the girl that held her boyfriend's attention. She saw that the girl was wearing a Slytherin uniform, and her eyes were green.

"Hazel Potter." Hermione said in anger.

"Huh?" Ron said, snapping out of his daze to look over at his girlfriend.

Hermione glared at him and slapped his shoulder angrily. "Is that why you can't pay attention to me? You're too busy staring at Hazel-fucking-Potter!"

Ron's eyes were wide. It was rare to hear Hermione curse, but when she did you could be sure that she was pretty pissed off. "Umm..."

"Don't even try to sit there and lie, I saw you watching her, you couldn't even answer me or notice that I had been talking to you." Hermione stood up, shoved her book inside of her book bag, and swung it over her shoulder.

"Hermione!" Ron cried standing up.

"Go to hell Ron!" Hermione yelled at him as she stormed away towards the castle.

Ron sighed and debated on if he should go after her. He looked back at the lake and his eyes linked on Hazel's figure. She was looking at him with a raised eyebrow that reminded him of Malfoy, but he brushed it off and waved at her.

Hazel sneered at him and turned her attention back to what she had been doing. Ron kicked at a rock feeling like a complete moron. Who waves at one of the hottest girls in school? You don't wave like some 1st year, you walk over and talk. Ron took a deep breath, and walked over to the girl. He sat down next to her and gave her a smile. "Hi...I'm Ron."

"I know who you are Weasley, but I don't think I ever gave you permission to sit next to me." She answered back, not taking her eyes off of her drawing. Her quill moved quickly over the page and Ron could do nothing but stare in admiration. He tried to get a look at exactly what she was drawing but she suddenly snapped the book closed and gave him a cold glare. "Why are you still here?"

"Umm...I...Uh..."

"Lets pretend that you actually have a brain, and can speak complete sentences." She replied dryly.

Ron felt his cheeks warm up and he cleared his throat. "I just wanted to know if you would want to...hang out sometime."

Hazel scoffed and stood. "Don't hold your breath." She shoved her sketch pad into her shoulder bag and walked away, adjusted the straps to her bag as she went.

"Wait!" Ron called as he trailed behind her. "I just want to get to know you better."

"And I just want you to go away. It looks like we all can't get what we want." Hazel responded as she began to quicken her pace.

Ron didn't stop pursuing her. He continued to follow her, thanking Merlin that he had long enough legs to keep up with her quick strides. "What could it possibly hurt?"

Hazel spun around quickly, her wand was drawn and it was pointed between his eyes. Her eyes were glowing in anger and her head was slightly cocked to the side. "You're pushing it. I'm trying not to rip you into shreds, be glad. But my patience with you is wearing pretty thin, stay the hell away from me and I won't have to send you back to your mother in a chocolate frogs box." She turned quickly on her heel and headed inside of the castle.

Ron sighed and watched her go, not sure if he should heed her warning. She was so beautiful, how could he resist her? It wasn't possible, he'd have to keep trying. He walked into the school, never noticing Hermione standing a few feet away, having saw the whole thing.

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"We have a problem My Lord." McNair called at the beginning of the Death Eater meeting later that night.

Voldemort's red eyes flashed as he stood from his throne and glared down at his followers. "What problem?"

"It seems sir that Jensen is trying to betray you. He's gotten a few followers with him and they're planning on overthrowing you." McNair said, his voice slightly shaking as he delivered the news. He closed his eyes and waited for Voldemort to unleash his anger, but nothing happened.

Voldemort was standing in front of his throne twirling his wand thoughtfully. "Is he now? Well this can prove to be interesting. Where was he last seen?"

"He was last spotted leading 5 men throughout the Polasine Mountains. I think he's trying to gather support."

"Intriguing. I guess this explains why we were having a hard time trying to find him with the reports. So he thinks he can betray me does he? He has another thing coming, when he strikes we'll be ready. Lucius, find out if he has any kids. Crabbe, I'm going to need you Goyle, and Zabini up in those mountains. Find him and bring him to me. You know the consequences for failure."

Voldemort dismissed the meeting and sat back in this throne. He would need to write back to Hazel soon. He actually felt guilty that he had taken so long, but ever since she had left it had gotten rather busy. But Voldemort was sure that after he made an example out of Jensen and his followers, there would be no more rebellions against him, and then he could focus on taking down Dumbledore.

He'd write to her after he got word back from Lucius on Jensen's offspring. If he had any, they would most likely be in Hogwarts, and Hazel could weed them out.

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Draco had his back pressed against the stone wall near the Muggle Studies classroom. His foot was firmly placed on the wall behind him, and a few strands of his blonde hair fell into his face. He'd look the picture of innocent beauty, if it wasn't for his cold and hard ice colored eyes. The bell rung and the doors were pushed open. Students from different houses hurriedly walked out of the room, talking to their friends and making loud noise that Draco paid no attention to. He only had one purpose for being there, and he was only focused on that.

The blonde saw his target walk out of the classroom, getting an earful from the Mudblood Granger girl. With a sneer Draco pushed himself away from the wall and stopped them in their tracks by standing in front of them. "Weasley, we need to talk."

The Mudblood looked at him with distrust and shook her head. "Whatever you have to say to Ron, you can say in front of me."

Draco sneered at the girl. "I don't have time for your bullshit Mudblood, so shut the hell up and let Weasley talk for himself for once in his life."

"It's ok...I'll see you later." Weasley said to the girl, who looked ready to protest.

Draco walked away, knowing full well that Weasley would follow him. He continued walking until he got into a corridor that no one really ever went to. He drew his wand and turned around swiftly, pointing it in Weasley's direction. "Now I'm only going to have this discussion with you once, got that?" Weasley nodded his head, looking scared out of his mind. "Good. Now I know you've been pestering Hazel, and I know what you're thinking. You are not to bother her ever again, don't even think of her. I know she's a top player in your wet dreams, but you'll never have her, you understand? I don't want you touching her or speaking to her, and if I find out that you've disobeyed me, I will make you wish you've never laid eyes on her. Is that understood?"

What happened next could only be called a huge mistake on Weasley's part. It was probably the worst time to show his Gryffindor bravery, but of course he foolishly dug his own grave...

"I'm not going to listen to you. What are you afraid that she'll like me better? She's not your property, and if I want to continue trying to pursue her, then I will!"

...and now he would have to lie in it.

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"Whore!"

Hazel heard someone scream at her as she and Pansy were making their way to dinner. Hazel spun around, wand clenched tightly in her hands, as she looked at the girl who had just insulted her. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You're a fucking whore! First you lead Ron on and then when you got bored with him you told Malfoy to beat him up! He's in the hospital wing in and out of consciousness because you're a dirty slut!" Hermione shouted.

Hazel didn't even bother saying the curse out loud. With a flick of her wrist, Hermione was blown back against the stone wall, a shocked cry leaving her lips. She fell to the floor and looked up at Hazel with fear and anger mixed in her brown eyes.

"You bitch!"

"No Mudblood it is you who are the bitch. Don't you ever fucking insult me again or I will kill you where you stand. I never wanted your boyfriend, he wouldn't leave me alone. I guess your Plain Jane ass got too boring for him. But I warn you Granger, if you so much as breathe the wrong way in my direction I will cut your liver out and make you eat it while you watch your boyfriend bleed to death from his missing genitals! Now, good day." And without another word, Hazel turned away and walked into the Great Hall, ignoring the pack of students that had formed.

Hermione laid there glaring as she watched the youngest Potter leave. It didn't take long until she was alone in the corridor, and when that happened she pulled herself up from the floor slowly. Her right elbow was bleeding from where it had scraped against the stone, her ribs and back hurt, and she felt a little dizzy. She would need to go to the Infirmary, and on her way there she cursed Hazel Potter's existence. She refused to be outwitted by that bitch! She was going to get her back and when she did, Ron would realize that she was the girl for him and not the Slytherin Slut.

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"Hazel..." A soft voice called as Hazel was making her way to the Dungeons with Draco and the rest of their friends after dinner. Hazel looked over and saw Lily Potter standing behind her, her arms were crossed in front of her and her face looked sad, but her eyes looked hopeful.

"I'll catch you guys later." Hazel said to her friends. Draco looked a little unsure, but with a soft shove from Hazel, he nodded his heads and led the rest of the Slytherins to the Dungeons.

Hazel and Lily looked at each other for a few moments before Hazel walked over to the woman. "Is there something that you wanted?" She asked, her voice just as soft as Lily's.

"I just..." Lily trailed off, and suddenly threw her arms around her daughter. Hazel instantly tensed up, but after a few moments she relaxed and wrapped her arms around her mother. "I just want us to be able to talk, I want to get to know you, I want back all the years that were stolen from me...please just give me a chance."

Hazel could feel the tears on her cheek and she felt something inside of her shift. She couldn't block out her mother totally. Getting to know her would no way influence where she stood in the war, it would just help the woman out. Hazel nodded her head and gave a small smile to her mother. "Of course I'll give you a chance. You are my mother afterall right? But just know that this won't change anything about how I feel about the war."

Lily nodded her head eagerly. "I don't care about the war right now, all I care about is getting to know you."

"Well in that case, what's your favorite color?" Hazel said with a small laugh.

Lily smiled at her. "Green."

Hazel returned the smile. "Mine too."

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A/N: Ok and that's the end of that! I know it's shorter than the other Chapters and I will try and make up for that in the next one. Hope you liked it, the next Chapter will be up soon, also someone brought it to my attention that anonymous reviews were disabled, so I changed that...I didn't even know so Oops! My bad! Any Questions, Suggestions, or Problems that you may have with the story? Well don't be afraid to jot it down in a review, lol! I'm looking forward to them!!! See you in the next chapter, Peace!