Blood Status

DracoXOC Fanfic

Disclaimer: Not JK Rowling, But Elizabeth Marshall and alot of what gets twisted is of my own creation

Chapter ten:

Elizabeth slipped down the hallways, it was a week before Christmas break and the panic in her stomach only grew worse. She was really going to do this. She really invited Draco over to her home during Holiday. However, she had lied. Her parents would be off in China for six more months for the Iron Chef Competition. They were also then going to transfer to Germany to open their newest restaurant in June, Elizabeth had honestly not seen her parents in person since before the school year. There had been phone calls, but as they were wanted chefs, their actuality of being home was none. Which really only fueled her to work even harder during the summer.

There was no one at home to miss her, so she was at the restaurant from sun up to sun down most days if she could help it. She would pull one shift, work as a waitress, then go out to lunch, come back and work in the office. The only time she actually saw her friends were at Daphne's summer solstice ball, Pansy's Garden party, and a few others.

But now she would have the time to clean up the house, make it as muggle free as possible. Granted, a whole lot would have to be smudged, as for the house phone and such, she already told them in third year that her parents were interested in muggle technology because it was faster than owls.

Now it was time to make sure loose strings stayed quiet. She had obliviated Katie's memory, but she would make sure that the girl never remembered who did this to her. It never left her chest that she had used such a brutal spell against another human being. How easy it should have been to just throw it aside and forget it.

Elizabeth needed to play the game more feverously if she ever intended to survive this.

Pawn to D4.

Black to D5.

Elizabeth slipped under the darkness of night into the hospital wing. Pomfrey was gone from the wing, the lights long since gone dark. Katie was returned to the Hogwarts infirmary to have a watch kept over her, but this was not a muggle watch. Before she even took a step in, she could feel the wards. With closed eyes, she inhaled and turned right back around. This would not be as easy as believed, which was why she walked straight across the hall and firmly planted her hands onto the frame of Salazar Slytherin.

"Well, if it isn't the thorn in my side." Slytherin hissed with his wide yellow reptilian eyes.

"How do I keep a person from remembering who imperiused them." Elizabeth stated point blankly with a dark look in her eye. Salazar pulled back and narrowed his eyes.

"Well, well, look who decided to join the side they were meant to be on." He cooed with a curl of his lips.

"You will answer my question, or so help me Merlin." She snarled, she was beyond the joking mood now.

"Calm down, Child, I can help you with your….you did a number on that girl, how much courage did you have to muster to keep your boyfriend safe?" He teased as Elizabeth narrowed her eyes.

"I've always been under the influence that no one will stand in the way of my happiness and my goals. If I have to harm a few teenagers to do so, I am willing to pay that price. I'm not Dumbledore's pawn, and I refuse to let him play with my life." Elizabeth growled. "I need to keep Draco close, and to do that, I must save him from himself." She added.

Slytherin cocked a furry brow as he leaned back in the water and crossed his arms. His eyes searched her as she realized he was soaking up information from her hands. The tug of magic on her own, she could feel it as she inhaled slowly and let the anger in her stomach slowly subside.

"No one knows it was you, and yet, there is one person who believes it was Draco Malfoy who hexed the girl." Slytherin purred with such delight.

"Potter is a fool." Elizabeth growled. "Him and his friends chase after what they hope is good and only fall short of dying each time. You still have yet to answer my question." Elizabeth snarled with a curl of her lip and her nose scrunched.

"The secret is-"

"To not get caught." Elizabeth jumped back, her hands let go of the portrait frame as her eyes went wide. There in the shadows was Severus Snape, his arms crossed and eyes narrowed. The amount of dark words that crossed her mind as she looked at him. The amount of trouble she was about the face was phenomenal. For no reason at all, she whipped on her heel and shot down the hall. "MISS MARSHALL!"

Elizabeth skittered around the hall and made it a physical point to bolt down the stairs, she used the rail to support herself as she didn't touch the ground going around the sharp corner. She landed down on the steps and kept the speed as she rushed down the hall and around another corner. He followed her, and for a man she knew not of his age, he kept up with her pretty well. Thighs on fire as she skidded around a corner and into an empty classroom. She dove down into the darkness and crawled into a hidden corner, her wand up against her mouth and a muffled spell whispered on herself as Snape stumbled into the room. Out of breath and incredibly pissed off.

She could see the light on the tip of his wand from under the cloth that hid the cabinet she hid in.

"Miss Marshall, if I have to dig for you, hidden in this room, I will personally strangle you." Snape snapped as she closed her eyes and held still. In her head were so many words she should have said, things she should have done better. When she walked into the hospital wing, she should have known there would be a ward on the door. What a fool! She was such an imbecile to think she could get away with this.

Elizabeth could hear it now, the sound of handcuffs placed around her wrist as they dragged her off to Azkaban. Maybe that would be better than the complete opposite, that she would be murdered in cold blood by her boyfriend.

There was that B word again.

Just as she thought of the word, the cabinet flew open and hands yanked her own and into the light of the room. The muffle spell fell off her mouth as she cried and struggled in his hands. "Let me go!" She shouted, her body yanked back against his hands.

"Miss Marshall!" Snape warned and she only struggled more. When she opened her eyes, she looked up and saw it, the anger in his eyes. The ice that usually built up around her heart, the wall she built up was useless as she turned her and shoved her straight into the closest chair.

"No! Please, don't!" She cried out as he pointed his wand at her. "Please!"

But it was too late, she could feel him cast it before the sound of his incantation hit her ears. "LEGILIMENS", Snape watched as Elizabeth was shot back in the chair and the chair against the desk. It was fuzzy, like the memory that she tried to shove down to the back of her skull was being physically yanked forward. Tears filled her eyes and ran down her cheeks as her head smacked back against the desk and her mouth open as she gasped for air, silent screams trickled off her lips as she watched it.

Dark and fuzzy, she was there with him, in the bathroom. There was Elizabeth, her eyes downward cast at the necklace. The worry etched on her face as she walked forward and leaned against the sinks. Her fingers dug into the sink, that's when Katie Bell entered. Elizabeth whipped around, the tears still flowed like a storm down her face. "Stop… NO! Please…" Elizabeth's voice was like a balloon in the air, always floating upwards until it burst and disappeared forever.

Snape snatched at her arm and forced her to watch as she viciously attacked Katie. The Obliviate first and Elizabeth tried to cover her eyes, to turn away but he didn't allow her. He didn't say a word as his hands held her chin and she watched, she heard.

"IMPERIO!" Elizabeth let out a cry of pain as she watched the body that belonged to her crumple, the pain that she ignored and swallowed down, all too fresh.

Just like that, the memory was gone. Elizabeth sat in the chair, her eyes wide as she looked to Snape. The look on his face was dark and completely shadowed from her. She couldn't read him in the least. Freeze, ice that heart, she recoiled inward as she rolled her shoulders back and sat up straight. There were only so many ways he would go about it. Snape was on Draco's side, so he should be on hers, right?

But as she sat there, she realized that she was not going to gain sympathy from him. He was a teacher! He had to tell, it was the law. So Elizabeth jumped to her feet in a quickness she didn't know she had, her emotions of betrayal, of guilt, it all swam down into her stomach as she stood there. Still, he said nothing. Her hands found her wand and without hesitation, it was drawn, pointed at him, his own wand out just as fast.

"Are you going to Imperius me as well?" He sneered.

"If I have to." Elizabeth whispered with a steady beat, not fear, no hurt in her voice.

"There you go, using your talent of distancing yourself to get yourself in trouble." He growled darkly.

"I don't want to, I've never wanted to, but I'm not about to go to Azkaban for doing my job." Elizabeth cocked a brow as she stood up straight and slowed her breathing. With a flick of her wand, a buzz of electricity shot from the tip of her wand shot out at Snape. He deflected it without a pause or fear.

"What job is that?" Snape snickered at her as she slid out of the way of a similar attack of his.

"Haven't you heard? I'm a pawn to Dumbledore, whatever it is that Draco has planned, the fool of an old man knows and is playing with him. He told me specifically to keep him safe. That's exactly what I'm doing." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes as she slid out of the way of another shot. "Don't toy with me professor, it's beneath you." And that's when she shot more power through her wand. A desk flipped and a chair shattered the glass mirror of the room. Snape returned the attack ten fold and sent Elizabeth right into the wall of the room.

He pinned her to the wall, gasping for air as he encroached on her space. Elizabeth watched carefully, her hands ever so cautiously grasped the dissecting knife that had landed just beside her, and hid it in her hand as she waited for him. "Did you really expect to out hex me, Marshall?" He stated cooly as he was just close enough.

With a snarl, she reacted with a swift slash and she watched as the blood on his cheek spit at her, splattered her lips and chin as she fell to the floor, wand and small blade in hand.

"Smart girl," He chuckled before he knelt down beside her as she caught her breath. "But you should have run, if you intended to escape me." He self-healed the large gash on his cheek as she narrowed her eyes at him, her throat slowly felt back to normal.

"I can't escape you, I just needed to figure out your plan." She growled as she pushed herself back onto her heels and looked to him. "You're not going to turn me in, because if you had intended that, you would have knocked me out by now. You have every opportunity, but you played this game with me."

Snape cocked a brow as she dropped the blade and let it skatter across the stone beneath their shoes. "You know you can never erase what you've done." Snape stated firmly. "Katie may never know it was you, but you will always know it."

Elizabeth scowled at him, "You don't think I've already said the same thing to myself! I can't… I …" She looked away from him. "What are you going to do?" She asked. And with that, he yanked her arm up and grasped her arm just above her elbow and made her look him in the eye before he lifted her up. He said nothing as he motioned for her to walk towards the door. Elizabeth closed her eyes and inhaled slowly as she clenched her wand hard and walked towards the door.

Then, with a flash of light, she fell to the floor. She was unconscious.

~!~ ~!~ ~!~

"Why is it, that you're always in such horrible situations?" Pansy asked as Elizabeth leaned against Draco's shoulder with an ice-pack to her head. Draco wrapped an arm around her shoulder. The train slowly moved down the lane as she closed her eyes and buried her face into the nape of his neck.

"I'm just glad it's holiday." She whispered softly against his skin.

"I'm glad to be free of that idiot of a teacher, Slughorn." Daphne snorted with a roll of her eyes.

"What a twat." Draco growled lightly as he looked out the window. Elizabeth kept her mouth shut as she curled up against him to allow Blaise a spot in the compartment.

"What are you intending to do this week?" Daphne asked Blaise but Elizabeth wasn't paying attention. Her mind was on the harsh events of what happened. She woke up to the Slytherin common room with a book in her lap. 'The life and times of Dark Witches and Wizards', she couldn't tell if Snape left that for a joke, or if he meant for her to learn her place and figure it out. Did cursing Katie Bell really make her a dark witch? Yes… Yes it did.

Elizabeth could still feel the pain of the book in her back-pack that lay at Draco's feet. Her eyes fluttered open as Draco looked to Pansy as she spoke about something full of nonesense like the christmas ball. The boring return of normal life in front of her, it was so hard to see it as that.

Because she knew what this meant. Snape kept her secret, but Dumbledore held the worst one. She couldn't trust this many people with secrets, just to keep Draco from killing her. Besides, who was she kidding, Daphne and Blaise might kill her just as easily as Draco for the betrayal. Pansy may not kill her, but Pansy might beat her face in with her manicured hands, which was sad because Pansy reserved herself from physical violence.

The brunette sat up more, the ice pack now on the table between her and the group. "I'll be right back." She whispered as she slipped up and out of Draco's arms. He looked to her as she smiled to all of them softly, "I've just go to use the loo, I'll return, I promise." She pressed a kiss to the top of his head and ruffled Blaise's shoulder as she passed him in the booth.

"Want us to come with?" Daphne offered up.

"No, not this time. I just need quiet." Elizabeth whispered as she let her hand linger on her friend's shoulder as she passed and walked briskly down the hall towards the front end of the train. Honestly she just wanted to be alone. All of this was so draining, she felt like she might keel over and faint again and again. Whatever Snape shot her with, she deserved every moment of agony from it.

Only, as she stepped towards the bathrooms, she felt a hand on her upper arm. She turned to her left just in time to see it jutted out from a booth and her yanked in by the sheer force of will of Hermione Granger. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes and reacted quickly, her wand out and the tip of it pressed into Hermione's throat, she watched the fear grow in the brown eyes of the girl.

"What do you think you're doing, Granger!" She hissed.

"Put the wand down, Marshall." Potter whispered as she looked to her right and found his wand pointed right at her. Slowly, she retracted her snake's bite and let the muggleborn go.

"Look, if it isn't the Golden Trio, ready to pick on little ol' me. What do I owe this pleasure?" She snarled darkly. Ron puffed up as he slowly slid Hermione back from Elizabeth and put his shoulder next to Harry's, as if to put up a wall.

"We want answers." Ron stated.

"Read a book Weasley, I'm not going to give you anything." Elizabeth spat back viciously as she swatted at Harry's wand. The boy who lived narrowed his jade eyes at the slytherin ice queen who rolled her shoulders back and cooled her expression. "Besides, whatever you're going to ask me, I have exactly the same information as you. I suggest interrogating someone who actually knows something."

"Who hexed Katie Bell." Hermione blurted out.

Elizabeth turned and opened her mouth to tell her to shut it, only nothing came out. Her lips moved, but her voice was stuck. The whole cabin went silent as Elizabeth's eyes grew wide and her hands went to her throat. Nothing, nothing came out of her mouth. It was obvious the amount of panic in her face as she tried to scream out something but it didn't happen.

"Whoa! Whoa, stop that, you'll hurt yourself, You've been hexed." Elizabeth went wide eyed as Ron reached out and took her hand. She actually began to tremble as he pulled her in closer into the compartment. "Hermione, you know that's once over spell, cast it on her…"

Hermione cocked a brow. "Why? Do you think somethings up?" Hermione lightly tapped her wand on Elizabeth's head. But the Slytherin girl only stood deathly still as fear and panic filled her veins instead of blood and the oxygen in her body was gone. So this is what Snape did. He made it impossible for her to even confess what she had done. He took away her voice, he took care of her. He meant it when he said the only way around what she had done was to never get caught. How could he do that? Keep her from ever telling anyone about it.

"Let me go, Weasley." She hissed as she yanked her shaking hands from him.

"You know, don't you." Harry snarled darkly. "Who did this and who did this to you." She went to snap at him, but her voice was gone again and she began to tremble even worse.

"Someone's forced her to be an unspeakable." Ron spoke as a glow grew bright around her throat. "You know something that someone wants you to keep quiet about, so they cursed you to never spill. Only Ministry people ever volunteer to have this cast on them."

"I knew it! Draco did this!" Harry's voice was booming.

"Will you quiet yourself, Potter!" Elizabeth snapped.

"He wouldn't want to kill his girlfriend, so he just made you unable to talk about it." Harry warned her as Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Her left hand reached over and grabbed her arm. Detach, pull back, grow ice. She needed to get out of here and find Snape. But they would never let her. Time for a strategic exit.

"You're an imbecile if you think I'll talk about Draco in the least, especially in front of you. I'm not your friend. Realize this, I don't like you, I don't like him, I don't like her. I'm just here to get my education and climb ladders. If I ever intend to be as success as my parents, the first rule is to never out your allies." Elizabeth explained curtly as she scowled to Ron, "and never piss off those with more power than your family." Finally her eyes looked to Hermione, "And never, ever, ally with those beneath you."

The looks of outrage on their faces were nothing compared to the blind rage in Hermione's face as she swung at Elizabeth. She was ready for it and she used the force Hermione put into the punch she expected to duck and let the girl stumble, not before she swung around and clipped the door and stumbled out.

"There you are, we were beginning to worry." Elizabeth stumbled into Pansy's arms as she slammed the compartment shut behind her. No use in letting Pansy see who she was with. Her friend would never understand.

"Sorry, just saw a few ravenclaws reading the same book as me." She lied smoothly as Pansy let out a snort.

"You and your books. Come on, Daphne pulled out her deck of Cards and Draco always cheats when you're not around."