A/N Sorry it's so short again!
"SectumSempra!" Harry shouted, casting the first spell, one I also had never heard of. Malfoy dodged it for the most part; although it did nick his arm, leaving a bleeding cut behind. I gasped. What would have happened if that spell hit Draco head on? I shook my head at the thought of anyone dying. It then occurred to me: if Harry's first spell was something that.. violent, what else could he have up his sleeve? I knew I had to stop the fight, and to do that I would have to choose who to knock out first. Harry was being erratic, tossing unknown spells that inflicted physical wounds on Malfoy, making him ideal to get out of the fight first. On the other hand, if I did take him out first, there was a chance Malfoy would hit him while he was down. I trusted Harry not to do something like that.
After much too long, I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I raised my wand and closed my eyes, trusting my wand to lock on to whomever it pleased.
"Stupefy!" I shouted, and upon opening my eyes I was surprised to find both duelers unconscious. But before I could attempt to figure out what was going on, footsteps could be heard approaching us. On instinct, I snatched a confused and barely conscious Draco's wrist and pulled him to his feet and down the hall, leaving the waking Harry to fend for himself.
There was a bit of problem- I had no idea where we were. Malfoy must've seen the lost expression on my face, because he chuckled and grabbed my hand.
"This way, stupid." I scowled, but he just smiled back. I blindly followed him through corridor after empty corridor. I realized for a second that we were on the seventh floor but the sound of footsteps kept us moving until I was pushed into a door.
I almost didn't recognize the clean room. It was the Room of Requirement, but it wasn't the cluttered piles of junk. Instead it was like when I first came to Hogwarts. A giant mattress took up most of the room and sweet smelling flowers lined the floor. I smiled and took in the beautiful scent. I heard a snicker and glared over at Malfoy, who had his hands in his pockets. It was then that I noticed what he was wearing; a grey tank top that perfectly revealed his muscly arms, and sweatpants. I caught a glimpse of something and grabbed his arm before he could protest.
"A tattoo?" I questioned, grinning teasingly. "You have a tattoo of a skull and... is that a snake?" I chuckled. He looked uneasy, and tried to pull his arm away.
"Hey-" He protested, but I cut him off.
"No I wanna see!" I whined, holding his arm in place. "Where do you even get a tattoo? I want one." I said, more to myself as I traced the tattoo with my finger. He sighed, a mixture of frustration and sadness.
"Trust me, you don't want this one."
"Why no-" I didn't finish as a memory surged through me like a wave. It was the Death Mark. Gasping, I threw myself into the arms of the blonde Death Eater. He stiffened, obviously shocked at my outburst. Well, I guess not everyone gets hugged by the person who just found out you were a Death Eater.
"Why are you hugging me." I was a statement, not a question. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
"I remember." I whispered. He looked puzzled.
"You remember what?"
"I'm sorry," I whispered even softer, "I'm so sorry." He has no idea what I'm talking about and I don't expect him to know. It was like that mark refreshed memories deep inside me, memories that I never remembered until now. Memories of my parents, and what they did; what they are trying to do even now. But some of these were recent memories, and it confused me why I hadn't remembered before. It was like an obliviate spell was just lifted from me.
"What are you sorry for?" He asked, seeming to get a bit irritated.
"For what you have to do." He pulled away from me.
"You know about that?" He accused, his eyes narrowing and his breath coming out more shaky. I shook my head.
"I remember." I corrected, regaining myself. "I don't know what it was, but seeing that mark triggered something in me. I remember what my parents did, what they are doing, what you have to do.." I paused, realizing something, "What I have to do.." He gave me a questioning look.
"What do you have to do?" He asked, looking a bit concerned for my sake. I inhaled deeply, my breath hitching in my throat. I swallowed the lump, and looked right into Draco's grey-blue eyes.
"I have to take down Gryffindor. I..I guess they're too much of a threat. I have to kill everyone in my house."
A/N Mwahahahahaaa! What do ya think? Yup they're growin closer, but don't get your hopes up just yet! My computer charger is a piece of shit, so I may not post for a bit :((( so sorry! anyway, comment!