"𝐖𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞. 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫."
Elladora Hargreaves, a Slytherin who sits alone and never speaks. Most believe that she has some kind of...
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"Leave us." Voldemort turned his head towards his two new unwilling followers. His eyes were shimmering with crazed delight as the burn from the thin streams of flame stayed in his arm a moment longer before fading away with fulfilment. "You will be able to attend other meetings, but for now you must leave us."
Of course he was talking to Elladora and Regulus, one of which was cradling her arm with such delicacy it looked as though it would snap off with the smallest bit of added pressure and the other was staring dejectedly at the other, frowning. He should've suspected this, them making her do the unbreakable vow after seeing how weak she had become over the months where she had not been home. He wondered why Avery, Snape and Mulciber hadn't tried to sabotage her and he was practically trembling in fear for when that time would come.
"You heard him." Bellatrix Black seethed into her younger cousin's ear and pushed him forward slightly as Rodolphus Hargreaves did the same to his daughter. "Leave us."
Regulus looked back anxiously at his cousin, his eyes glinting with fear and apprehension whereas hers did thee same but with madness and delight instead. It was when he felt a hand on his arm that he turned back around to see Elladora trying to take him away from the group of dark wizards under someone else's orders. She didn't make eye contact with him and just took him as softly as she could out of the room, not daring to make a sound.
The same entrance hall but with a darker meaning. The same marble staircase but with a more depressing aura. The same people but with corrupted minds. Like always, the only sound heard around the hall was the bottom of their shoes slapping against the mineral below them. A bang echoed behind the two on the staircase and on natural instinct, they turned to see Fenrir Greyback the werewolf shutting the door and out of their sight.
Elladora had a good mind to storm back up to him and hurt him for what he did to Remus. For what he did to a child, her best friend went through unimaginable pain every month because of that man and if she could stop all the pain that he went through and take it herself, she would. She deserved it after all and Remus did not.
When the doors had shut, neither of the two said anything and just slowly carried on up the stairs. They didn't really have to say anything, they knew what the other was thinking or feeling and just talking about it would amplify the realism although it was real. It was all real, all those months of hard work to get herself to smile and laugh and be happy with her friends for it all to go down the drain again as soon as she goes back home.
They reached the top of the stairs and walked down the hallway together, Elladora leading him into Sebast- the guest room he was staying in.
