Sitting on the train I look out the window as country side rolls past in a blur. I'm surrounded by half eaten chocolate frogs and an overly excited Harry, Hermione and Ron. My head throbs. All I want is a hot bath and a warm bed. Instead I've got buzzing in my ear and…finger on my arm.
"Ouch!" I pull my arm away from Ron.
"Sorry, just trying to get your attention. We are almost at the castle," Ron replies.
"Well you don't have to touch me, I would have responded to my name," I reply rather harshly before slipping on my robes.
Hermione eyes me suspiciously for the rest of the train ride. I might have over reacted a bit but it burns terribly if anyone touches it. Does she know something? Impossible. What would I do if she did though? I haven't given any thought to what I would do if someone found out. I suppose I should figure something out.
Stepping off the train I feel hands slid under my elbows, helping me down. In coming out of my daze I notice the hands belong to Draco. Smiling I wrap my arms around his neck, my lips crashing into his as he lifts me up, spinning around; it feels so right. I love being in his arms, the taste of his mouth, and the 'just rained' smell of his cologne. Setting me back down, Draco smiles at me, our eyes locked.
"You'd think they hadn't seen each other in years," Ron says as he passes.
"Shut up, Weasley," Malfoy replies, not letting me go.
Ron rolls his eyes but has enough sense not to respond.
Both Draco and I skip dinner, just heading up to the common room. Besides what's the point of going down the Great Hall when I've got pounds of food shoved in my robe pockets? Offering Malfoy a pumpkin pastry I plop down on a couch. Suddenly a pain shots through the entire left side of my body. Lifting up my sleeve I watch as the Dark Mark I had received over break rise as if it is coming to life. Draco looks on in horror.
"Are you alright?"
"It is time for the world to once again be covered in darkness. The Dark Lord with rise again," I state, laughing as if I have gone mad.
Draco smiles at me, "So you'll be reunited for good with your mum and dad."
"Ha. My father killed my mother after I was born but yes I will be seeing more of my father now." I explain, noticing the disappointed look that has washed over Draco's face. "Don't look like that. You'll be a Death Eater soon enough, Draco."
"It will be an honor," Draco replies before pressing his lips to mine. "Does Potter know about your little secret?"
"No and I plan on keeping it that way," I answer feeling the pain drain away.
"You know I am the luckiest guy in the world to have you as my girlfriend."
"And why is that?"
"You're hot, funny, smart and pure evil."
"I can live with that."
Smiling I close my eyes allowing the warm of Draco's arms around me and the fire to lull me into a comfortable sleep.
Two Days Later
It feels weird to be teaching people about defending themselves against spells and jinxes that the Death Eaters will be doing. It doesn't matter though; none of them stand a chance. Harry glances over at me and Hermione eyes me suspiciously. She does not trust me. I don't care.
"Make it a powerful memory, the happiest you can remember. Allow it to fill you. Watch Isabelle," Harry says turning to me.
Nodding I gather up the memory of my first kiss with Draco. Allowing it to fill every bit of me I point my wand at the ceiling, "Expecto Patronum!"
A silvery wolf leaps from the tip of my wand, dashing around the room until Harry begins to talk again.
"A full blown Patronus like you saw Isabelle make is the most difficult to produce but shield forms can also be equally useful against a variety of opponents."
Harry turns the class lose to work on perfecting their Patronus. Within the first ten minutes Ginny has figured it out. A silvery horse pours from her wands, galloping around the small room.
"Fantastic Ginny, just remember your Patronus can only protect you for as long as you stay focused," I announce before moving over to Ron.
"You need to think of a memory, the happiest you can and then hold it. Don't let it go away then let that come out of your wand. Let me see the memory in your Patronus. Try again," I instruct.
Ron nods before turning back to his work, this time a dog leaps from the end of his wand just as the chandler above our head rattles. All Patronuses disappear into puffs of smoke.
The mirror on the entrance wall cracks and the pieces fall to the floor with a crash. Everyone looks as terrified as I feel inside. What if it's Umbridge? I've only been back at school for three days. I cannot possibly be expelled, not now. Glancing at the other exit I think about leaving for a second. No, I signed up for this that means the consequences for my actions, besides I'm proud of doing something to go against Umbridge.
She caught us all we've got detention in a week. It'll be brutal. Two hours of carving 'We must follow rules,' into our hands is most definitely my definitions of fun.
Besides that Umbridge has made two new decrees, these two are the worst.
Dolores' voice sounds through the castle as she announces these, "Dolores Umbridge has replaced Albus Dumbledore as head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
The second is worse than the first if that is even possible.
"Boys and girls are not permitted to be within eight inches of each other. Those wishing to join the Inquisitorial Squad for extra credit please see the Headmistress in the Headmaster's office. All students will be submitted to questioning about suspected illicit activities. Any students in noncompliance with these rules will be expelled."
"I'd rather be expelled than have to follow all these rules," I mumble walking down the hall with Draco.
"You brought it upon yourself," he replies.
"Shut up," I answer before turning and walking back up the hall. I'm not in the mood.
If anyone but Cho had spilled our location I would have had them killed but Cho is confused and just wants to do the right thing for everyone. I'll give her a second chance.
Hogwarts looks so bland without the pictures on the walls. I miss Dumbledore.
Day of Detention
All twenty of us sit in the Great all, quills in hand. I glance over at Harry, the only other one who has actually gone through this before. The next two hours will be hell.
The clock chimes 5…exactly two hours. Umbridge nods, letting us know we can put down our quills. I wouldn't be surprised if I had to go to detention again. The only thing I've written on my paper is Umbridge is a fat toad. I spent the rest of the time making it darker. Oh well, it's worth it. Draco has finally stopped blaming me for everything. I don't really know what's going on between us.
Walking out of the Great Hall I head towards the oak doors that lead outside. Draco falls into step with me. I want to get away. Hogwarts sucks.
"Hey, how are you doing?" Draco questions once I have stopped.
"I'm fine," I answer, looking out at the lake.
"You're hand okay?"
I allow Draco to look at my hand, "It doesn't hurt."
"Umbridge is a fat toad? I don't think she had you write that."
"I'm not supposed to tell lies either and in writing I will follow the rules I would have been lying. So I compromised and told the truth, even if Umbridge doesn't like it."
"Clever. Sorry I tried to put this all on you. You where just doing what you saw fit I shouldn't question that."
"I was only doing my job."
"I know."
There is a silence. Why cannot things pick up? I am so bored. I wonder what is taking the Dark Lord so long to get the ball rolling.
"I love you, Belle," Draco says, slipping his hand into mine, breaking one of Umbridge's many decrees.
Swallowing I press my lips to Malfoy's, "I love you too."
Author Note: Alright so some of you have said this is incest others have said that Harry's are supposed to be green. Harry's eyes I really don't care about, minor detail that I screwed up. I can't really say anything about incest without giving the story plot away so all I'm gonna say is it is not incest. It'll all be explained later. Also I'm sorry for the lack of anything going on in this chapter. I needed it as a bridge into what is coming up though.