Chapter 14:
I woke up to find myself still in Draco's arms. I turned to face him and he was staring at me. I immediately pulled the covers up to hide my face.
He laughed then pulled the covers down from my face.
"Why do you keep hiding?" he asked.
"I don't know."
"Well don't," he said as he began to pull himself on top of me. "Remember I need to treasure every moment."
I gave him my virginity last night. I gave it to him but I still felt like a little girl when he would hover over me.
"I better get up," I said.
Before I could get up out of the bed he pulled me back and smiled.
"I want you, again," he said.
After that Lydia leaves and goes to breakfast…
"She seems to be off in a daze," said Ginny.
"She's been like this for awhile now," said Hermione.
"I wonder what's up?" asked Ron.
"I'm telling you, she's in love!" said Ginny. "That's the only explanation as to why she's been all lovey-dovey!"
"Are you sure? Maybe she's just sick," said Harry.
"Harry, are you that dense?" asked Hermione.
Lydia was actually smiling and she seemed to be in a good mood. Harry had decided to break that daze she was in when he tapped her on the shoulder.
"Huh? Yes Harry?" she said.
"Hey I just wanted to know if you got a good look at Draco's arm?" asked Harry.
After he asked that question Lydia's face changed to a completely dark look.
"Yes Harry, I saw his arm," said Lydia in a stern voice, "and there was nothing there."
"Are you sure? Maybe he was concealing it with a spell or-,"
"He doesn't have it!" yelled Lydia.
Everyone in the Great Hall was suddenly quiet. Right when she said that Draco had just stepped into the Great Hall.
She looked down to the floor and then back up at her friends.
"I'm…sorry Harry," said Lydia who was now trembling. She stood up and left the Great Hall. Draco silently followed after her.
"Hey what was that about?" asked Draco.
"I'm sorry for making a scene back there but Harry just won't get over the fact that you're not a Deatheater," said Lydia.
Draco's POV
He thinks I'm a Deatheater. I'm not one but here I am doing a Deatheater's job for the Dark Lord.
"Look I know Harry has his suspicions but I trust you. Sure I know you don't really like my friends and a lot of stuff has happened between us over the years but you're a good person, and I trust you!" she said embracing me.
I didn't know what else to do but embrace her back. The only thing I felt right there was guilt. She trusts me when I was really lying to her.
The reason to why I was late to breakfast this morning was because I received a letter. It wasn't from my mother but from the Dark Lord himself!
The letter stated that if I did not kill Dumbledore before the school year was out he would kill me and all those who meant dear to me! He would kill my family then me! What if he knew about Lydia? He would surely try to kill her as well! What was I going to do?! Lydia trusts me and here I am deceiving her.
Later on that day…
I needed to think. I went to a boy's bathroom and took the letter with me and read it over and over again. Confused with what I was going to do I started to cry.
The ghost that haunted the girl's bathroom known as "Moaning Myrtle," heard me crying and tried to comfort me.
"Don't," she said. "Please don't."
I only cried more and harder. I couldn't stop myself. I held the sink with both my hands and cried my eyes out. I didn't know what else I could do. The Dark Lord would find out about Lydia and kill her! He'd kill everyone that meant most to me.
I thought I would be able to complete this mission. I thought I would be able to kill Dumbledore. I thought I was a killer, but I'm not. I don't have what it takes to do any of that anymore! All because I fell in love! I fell in love with someone whom I used to think was nothing but a peasant and a horrid creature but she wasn't any of those things at all. She was a strong, smart, and beautiful young woman. I may not know much about her but she seemed to have been through a lot more crap than me.
Here I was lying to her. What am I to do? If I don't do anything the Dark Lord will kill us all, and if I do kill Dumbledore I can no longer show my face in front of her. This guilt was really starting to kill me.
"Don't cry," said Moaning Myrtle. "Don't…tell me what's wrong…I can help you…"
"No one can help me," I said shaking. "I can't do it…I can't…It won't work…and unless I do it soon…he says he'll kill me…he'll kill everyone…even her…"
I looked up to a cracked mirror only to see the reflection of Harry Potter standing behind me!
A sudden rush of anger came to me and I began to curse him! I turned around and pulled out my wand and tried to hex him. He dodged it and sent a jinx at me. I blocked it and I decided I would use the Cruciatus Curse on him!
Before I could even finish the word "Crucio," Potter yelled "SECTUMSEMPRA!"
After that I blacked out. I kinda hoped that, even thought I was afraid of death, I would die right there.
Ok here ya go, the next chapter. Since I kinda rushed through the story I'm going to be ending it soon. Only a few more chapters and I'll be done with this story.
