Pirate Blood
Chapter 21
Lucius
Chris and Draco had been secretly dating for weeks now. It was December eighth, Sunday morning. Chris was just leaving the Head's common room. Her hair was a little tangled and she was glowing. When she was turning a corner, she was pulled into an empty classroom and a hand was clamped over her mouth. A voice said "Don't scream or yell." Where had she heard that voice before? The light turned on. A man with long platinum blonde hair wearing green wizarding robes was in front of her. Chris' heart skipped a beat. Did he know who she was? Was he going to kill her?
"What do you want Lucius?" Chris spat.
"You've heard of me?" Lucius smirked.
"Nothing good." Chris said. 'Wow, Draco is a hell of a lot like his father. Minus the whole evil death eater thing.' Chris thought.
"I want you to break up with my son." Lucius said.
"What?" Chris asked.
"I know that you have a relationship with my son. I want it to end. Soon."
"Why?"
"Because he has a future. That future doesn't include you."
"No, that's the future that you want for him. Not the future he wants." Chris said. Lucius slapped her face.
"How dare you speak to me like that! You will break up with Draco by next week." Lucius demanded.
"And if I don't?"
"I'll tell the Dark Lord of your whereabouts...Kaylee."
"What are you talking about? Wait, are you talking about Kaylee Sparrow? Isn't she missing?" Chris decided to play dumb.
"I have spies everywhere, Kaylee. You should know that." Lucius disappeared.
Chris entered the common room. "I have been here every Sunday morning. I always see you sneak in. What are you doing, Chris?" a voice asked.
"Dean? You've seen me here every morning?" Chris asked.
"Yes. You're always in the same clothes that you were wearing the night before, so don't try saying you were out for a morning run or something, because I know for a fact that you hate mornings." Dean had been in a chair in the very back corner of the common room. He walked over to the couch and Chris sat down next to him.
"I have a secret."
"Gee, really? I never would have guessed." Dean said with sarcasm. Dean was one of the only people with a level of sarcasm as high as Chris'.
"I have a boyfriend. But the relationship is a secret. No one would understand if we told." Chris said.
"Because he is a Slytherin."
"Yes. But it doesn't matter, I have to break up with him anyway."
"Why?"
"It is really long and complicated. I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to. Can we just leave it at that?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, sure. If you ever need to talk about it or anything, I'm here."
"Thanks Dean. I'm going to go up to my dorm and get changed. I'll see you later."
Chris came down about half an hour later. She showered and got dressed in a frayed plaid mini skirt, torn black tights, a green day concert t-shirt, a denim jacket with various pins, and black combat boots. Her hair was in a high pony tail with two pieces in front of her face.
Jesse went up to her as soon as she got to the bottom of the staircase. "What's wrong?" Jesse asked quietly.
"Nothing, why?"
"You're in your torn tights. You only wear those when you're mad or you have to do something you don't want to do."
"It's nothing Jesse. Don't worry about it."
"You'll tell me later."
"Yeah, you know I will."
Hermione was sitting on the couch wearing jeans and a blue tee shirt that said 'I got out of bed, what more do you want?'
"What's wrong Chris?" Hermione asked.
"Fucking hell. You two know me way to well. I'll tell you later, k?"
"Okay."
(A/N: There's chapter twenty two! I can't believe I'm this far into the story already. Do you love it, like it, hate it, or do you have completely neutral feelings about it? Please tell me in a review.My stories are a lot betterwhen I have some reviews for motivation. so please, REVIEW! l8r, Nikki)