Thirty Nine

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E m i l y

"Did you guys hear!?!" Mary was breathing heavily as she asked us, trying to clam down. It was like she just ran a marathon.

"They kicked her out. Umbridge left!" she said smiling and I felt relieved. I glanced at Draco and he smiled at me, like he was saying that everything is going to be okay.

"So, things are like before? Dumbledore is the headmaster and all good? " I asked.

"Yes, all good" she said and with my side sight I caught Draco acting weird.

"Are you okay?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yes, I am fine. How do you feel? You know, about what happened the day before" he said and I bit my lower lip.

It took me some time to get over the sadness, but everything was okay now.

"You know what? I am good.  So great actually" I said and I was meaning it. I glanced at their table, they were laughing with each other.

"But I feel angry. So angry" I said pressing my hands on the table.

"I really want revenge, Draco. For everything" I said and he swallowed hard.

"It's okay Emily. What they say, karma is a bad bitch. They will get what they deserve" Mary said.

"Yes karma is a bad bitch, but so am I" I said and continued eating my food.

[...]

At my room, late at night an howl brought me a letter. I couldn't see which howl it was and I got the candle to read the letter.

Meet me in the hallway, now.

My first and final thought was that Draco sent me this message. I decided within seconds that I must go and I went out of bed not making any noise.

I entered the hallway on my toes looking for him.

"Draco? Are you here?" I asked whispering, but I couldn't see him anywhere. I was ready to give up and leave when I heard this strange voice.

"Emily..." it sounded from my right ear, from a man like a whisper.

I turned to that way scared, but no one was there.

"It's just my imagination" I tried to convince myself and turned around and that's where at the end of the hallway I saw him.

I froze there, not being able to move. Lord Voldermort was staring at me with his creepy face spreading this negative aura all over the room.

"No, you are not real" I said trembling and he started running towards me, but when he reached my body he ended up as a dust in the air behind me.

"You want revenge, Emily" his voice was coming from the ceiling but he wasn't there.

"You are tired of being everyone's little toy" he continued and a wind blew up my hair, meaning he was moving.

"I can help you with that, taking what you deserve" he said and I wasn't afraid anymore. I was curious of what he will say next.

"How?" I asked brave and I heard his laugh.

"You have power, Emily. Power that it's unusual," the wind blew again, pushing me into the wall.

"Follow me and you will be rewarded". I could feel that he was right in front of my face.

"How? How am I going to do this?!" I asked impatiently, wanting to finally know how.

"Right now, all I want is your help. Draco Malfoy will tell you what to do" he said.

"Draco? But how will he-"

"Mrs Black?" I heard a voice from my left making me jump.

"Professor Dumbledore I-"

"How are you talking to?" he asked and I took a deep breath.

"No one, I came to... take some fresh air?" I said and I wasn't even believing myself.

"Alright, I see. Go back to bed and nothing of this happened" he said and I nodded.

I couldn't sleep all night. The fact that the Dark Lord came to find me, that he told me to find Draco, it was all too much.

But the most important thing I was asking myself is, am I doing the right thing?

[...]

"Where is Draco?" I asked Mary the next morning, more tensed than I wanted.

"Woah, easy girl. He is at our dorm room he wasn't feeling so well" she said and I frowned.

That can't be a coincidence.

I was standing outside of the dorm room, knocking their door and someone opened it after a few seconds.

"Zabini, where is he?" I asked and stood inside.

"Draco? He is not feeling well you should go" he said and I rolled my eyes.

"I must talk to him. Tell him is urgent" I insisted and he exhaled.

"Fine, one second" he said and went to their room.

I was so nervous to finally find what's going on and how is Draco connected with all of these. I didn't know if I was ready to find the answers to my questions.

"Hi" I said when he stood in front of me.

His hair was messy falling into his face and he was rubbing his eyes tired.

"Are you okay?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah sorry, I am just a little tired. Let's seat" he said and we sat next to each other on the couch in the common room.

"Look Dark Lord visited me last night" I said and he looked at me shocked, with his eyes wide opened.

"What? Are you joking?!" he asked and I took a deep breath.

"No, I am not. And he told me that you know what I should do" I said and he frowned.

"Me? But-" he stopped his sentence in the middle, realizing something.

"I don't know what he is talking about" he lied, looking away.

"Draco, don't lie to me. I know you. Tell me what he told you to do and I will help you" I said and he stood up.

"No you don't understand", he rubbed his forehead nervous while walking in front of the fireplace, "This is not a joke Emily. His tasks are horrible. They are not easy to get done".

"Tasks?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, that's how we call what he orders us to do" he said.

"We? Who are we?" I asked once more.

"Jeez Emily, guess who! You are not dumb" he hissed and I felt so stupid in front of him.

My brain wasn't processing those informations or I was just tricking myself to ignore the reality which was right in front of me.

"Face the reality, stop seeing things the way you want" he said and I nodded.

I closed my eyes for a moment thinking of what had happened the past days and it was so clear now but so scary at the same time.

"Can I see your arm?" I asked trembling and he stood there not moving. I took some steps towards him and put his hand into mine, rolling the sleeve up.

And then I saw it. Right in front of me on his left forearm staring back at me, his Death Mark.

"Does it hurt?" I asked observing it carefully.

"Not now" he said looking at me and I connected my eyes with his.

He placed his palm into my cheek and slowly moved closer, kissing me after - God I can't even remeber how long ago .

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