TOXIC LITTLE BITCH. (DM)

Twenty Nine

It felt different walking through the doors of Hogwarts this time, Effie felt a sense of overwhelming pressure. She walked in with Malfoy, trying to keep a distance so no one would be suspicious of them being together, this was going to be hard, but if Effie could get the information she needed for the Dark Lord then maybe, they could have a normal relationship in the end.

The moment she walked into the great hall, the first person her eyes stopped on was Harry, sitting there with his friends laughing and joking away, her stomach flipped upside down at the sight.

The Dark Lord wanted nothing more than to drain every single ounce of happiness out of that boys life, and she was expected to be an accomplice along the way.

She sat down at the Slytherin table with her friends, sitting across from Malfoy to try and refrain herself from wanting to touch or kiss him.

They all sat chattering through the sorting ceremony before it was time for dinner, Effie still sat hardly saying anything, hardly even eating anything, her gaze kept wandering over to the laughter at the Gryffindor table, her head was doing overtime.

"I— I need to go to the bathroom." She stood up abruptly and stormed out the hall, not making eye contact with a single soul.

She felt as though everyone was looking at her, as if they knew what she was, as if she had the word 'death eater' plastered across her forehead.

Without even noticing where her feet were taking her, she ended up in the astronomy tower, she sat down and looked up at the stars, a tear ran down her eye as she looked out into the unknown, wondering if it would be better if she just ended it all right here and now.

Effie wasn't a religious person, but she subconsciously found herself clasping her hands in front of her on her lap and gazing up into the sky.

"Please—" she sniffled, staring into the darkness. "If there's someone out there, anyone. Please just give me a sign, let me know that everything will be okay, show me there is something worth staying here fo—"

"Effie?"

And there it was, her sign.

It couldn't have been a coincidence that when she turned around, there stood the one person who made everything better.

She wiped her eyes frantically, trying to hide the fact that she was crying, but there was no point, her boyfriend knew her too well, he ran to her side and wrapped his arm around her.

"Who were you talking to?" He chuckled lightly, in an attempt to cheer her up.

"Myself." She blurted out, looking embarrassed at her answer.

"You do know that's a sign of going mad right?" He nudged her.

"Don't act as if you didn't already know I was mad Draco." She lightly nudged back, resting her head on his shoulder. "I'm just so scared, this task— I could be getting someone killed doing what I'm doing. I know you don't like Harry but you don't actually think he deserves to die do you?" She asked, her eyes still stained with tears.

"Of course I don't, and to be honest, I don't think he will— I actually think Potter might be the one to get us all through this." He paused, shaking his head, realising what he had just admitted. "If you ever tell anyone I said that, I will kill you."

She laughed, his silliness always cheered her up. They sat there for hours, way beyond curfew, she didn't want to go back to her dorm, she didn't want to go to bed and sleep, because when she woke up tomorrow morning, it would be time to put the plan into action.