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Chapter 14 | Nicole

Edited: 2/6/2021

Nicole.

I wrapped my hand in toilet paper and then some thick paper towels I found in the bathroom. I made sure I waved my wand, for the mirror would un-shatter itself. 

The cuts were stinging as I kept flinching my hand, adjusting them in the wrap that I had just made.

When I opened the door and turned a corner I heard a huge thud in the classroom right across the corridor.

"AMY!?"

I jumped when I noticed exactly who it was. It was apparently Amy and Elena fighting or having a loud conversation, I leaned against the wall right outside the doors and glanced up the corridor and saw no one was there. Everyone was still at Breakfast. I heard more of the conversation;

"What!?" Amy screamed back "I almost killed my best mate - "

"- that's your FUCKING JOB!?" Elena shouted back.

My eyes widened and my heart dropped. 

My best mate, was trying to kill me. 

I felt some tears prick my eyes as I felt my heart scream to run away, but my head said to stay and hear more, that I deserved a explanation.

"Look, Voldy assigned me to you, because he knew you were weak -" came Elena's voice, but Amy interrupted once more.

They were rude to each other.

"- weak!?" Amy screamed and I heard someone stumble, so I assumed she shoved Elena back. "I'm not fucking weak. I'm not meant for this shit!"

"Obviously you are, or he wouldn't have branded you!?" Elena pointed out.

I froze, Amy was a fucking Deatheater.

 A Gryffindor...Deatheater.

She was assigned to kill me, that would explain a lot. 

Her withdrawal, her actions around me, and the way she has been all year so far. 

Its only a few weeks in.

My heart screamed once more to run, but I stayed, I needed more information, I was still pissed that Amy didn't bother to tell me, I mean I told her, or let her read, the scroll - I froze.

The Minister must have put a spell on the scroll, just in case a Deatheater got ahold of the scroll, maybe Deatheaters can only read so much. 

My jaw dropped at that thought. 

This shit is getting real, and real quick.

"Fuck." I whispered, realizing that allowing Amy to read the scroll, may have blown everything.

"You don't understand this..." I heard Amy whimpering, throwing a chair across the room."...my parents -" I heard Amy start to cry and I assumed Elena was attempting to comfort her, because everything clamed down rather quickly. "- were murdered by a Deatheater."

I sighed, out loud, maybe a little too loud, but I didn't hear anyone moving the room, so I was still safe, with another glance down the corridor, I was still clear.

"I was branded because I'm living with my cousin, Pansy, and their entire side of the family is on his side. Its the only way I could've survived...I had to...I had no choice -" came Amy's explanation, even thought she was interrupted by Elena, I was feeling slightly guilty for being so pissed.

It wasn't Amy's fault.

" - if you were forced into this...why didn't you tell me...?" asked Elena, as I whipped some tears away of my own and listened harder. "Well?"