HIDDEN (D.M)

N O V A

Draco Malfoy

She made it so easy for me.

Merlin Nova King you truly are disappointing.

I've been following her every move ever since she went to the Ministry of Magic with Potter.

Since my scum of a father failed to do his duties with the dark lord I've been assigned to watch Novas every move and write a report every week to the dark lord.

I've watched her break things out of frustration from not being able to repair the vanishing cabinet, I've watched her sing to herself when it rains, and watched her with Potter multiple times. And still she is oblivious about all of it.

Nova had been my current muse. Seeing her suffer in small and innocent ways has always been the highlight of my day. And when it's me causing that suffering it sends endorphins to explode in my brain.

I've taken notice of her. Every time she lies her hand twitches and she never seems to notice.

Pathetic.

Not being careful enough to cover her mark while wearing a white see-through shirt when it rains.

Pitiful.

Seeing her face beat up for the first time well let's just say it made my heart happy, but the anger I felt was mind boggling almost to the point where it would numb my legs.

She's mine.

My enemy.

That should've been me doing the damage, but I would never hit a girl.

Well that's unless she consents.

There are worse ways of doing damage to a person without being physical. And whoever hits a woman is just a plain coward.

Finding out her real name was easy. Since the first war there have been stories- assumptions as to what happened to the King family. Being the first pure-blood line they were considered to be the most powerful and wealthiest family in the Wizarding world. But all those stories had one thing in common.

Their powers.

When I first met Nova I thought she was just a basic bratty girl who had no respect for others. But she's far from basic.

I started to realize who she actually was when she didn't have to use her wand to accio her dagger that night I went to her room, or the time she sent me flying in the air over that stupid red notebook.

And now.

"No." I hear a muffled cry.

"No? I say yes." Crabb's voice echoes through the corner of the corridor.

"Relax baby."

I peek through a corner not wanting to be seen, rage filled every fiber in my bone when I saw what he was doing.

Before I could do anything myself, Nova's hands burst with green mist making Crabb stumble back in shock. She moved her hand making her mist cover Crabb's body on the other side of the wall, unable to move, made to stay in his place.

He starts to panic when he realizes he can't move, his body completely frozen and in control from Nova's magic.

"What did you say to me? Oh right, relax baby." You could hear the joy in her voice as she enjoyed his scared state.

"You crazy bitch!" He yells.

"Yeah you might be right." She smiles, but it fades and you can see the anger in her eyes.

More green mist emits from her hands almost shining the room, she lifts up her arm making Crabb go up in the air. He tries to wiggle free but it's of no use.

"You're gonna pay for what you did." Was the last thing she said before she slowly started closing her hand, in doing so you could hear Crabb's bones shatter

Each time she would move her fingers another bone would break. His screams were like music to her ears and all she did was smile as she gave him a slow painful death.

He cries for help but the music from the party cancels out any exterior noise, you can see the look on Nova's face that she's loving every second of it.

His screams came to an end when her hand was fully closed, and the last bone in his body broke making him crash lifelessly to the floor.

She walked over to him, putting her bottom heel to his face. "No means no."

As the words leave her lips, her eyes roll to the back of her head and she too crashes to the floor.

With now one dead and the other passed out, I come out from the corner picking up Nova in my arms. Before I walked away I poke at Crabb's body with my shoe to make sure he was dead.

His open eyes confirm my thoughts.

What a pity, death was too merciful for him compared to what I would've done.

I saunter through the halls with her limb body in my arms, not making an effort to check for anyone as I know they would be at the party. She looks perfectly calm but her brow twitches now and then like a disturbing dream was causing it.

I open the door revealing my cold darkened room, I pull my devil mask off my face taking the time to set her on my bed. As I lift myself up I feel her cold hand intertwine with mine.

My body stiffens at her unexpected touch, the feeling so odd but in no need to rush out from it.

I hate it.

Before I have the chance to yank my hand out from her hold she squeezes tighter.

"Stop, why are you doing this!" She suddenly speaks, almost in a pleading manner. Her face changes and it's like she's in a new completely unknowingly world, this takes my curiosity and before I processed my actions- I casted legilimency on her.

I can feel her emotions like blood leaking out from a fresh cut wanting to go anywhere else but back into your system. Her thoughts were shouting at herself so bad she wanted him to hear them.

Hurt me not him.

I should've done it.

If you want to see someone bleed let it be me.

You will die.

I know what you made me.

I scavenge through her memories seeing plenty of her from when she was a child, as I haste through her memories, ones quickly catch my attention seeing as I can't access them.

I try to attack to barge my way in but it's as if they were purposely blocked.

In frustration I pull back questioning what I just saw. I'll have to write a report but I want to figure out what this is before I tell him everything.

I better hope she leaves by the time I'm awake.