The Boy I Once Loved (DM 18+)

Chapter 16 - The Darkest Days

Bella's POV

The week passed by so quick, and before i knew it was was outside Malfoy Manor, hugging Draco for the last time until the school year began. Lucius did his best to ignore me throughout the week but Narcissa was as sweet as ever. I grabbed all my stuff as i disaperated to my house. It was in Puddlemere, a small town home to Puddlemere United, a famous quidditch team.

I walked up to my house and looked at it strangely. My house was usually so bright, the exterior a white smooth surface with a balcony decorated with vines and flowers, and a few small roofs. But as I arrived at the doorstep, the house was dirty, covered in mostly grey soot. Instead of vines entangled with the balcony, it was snakes. My eyes were wide, realising what this meant. I took out my wand, and slowly opened the door, which creaked creepily.

It was dark in the living room, 'Lumos' I whispered.

'Mum, Dad,' I whispered. I jumped as there was a footstep behind me. I whipped around and chills went down my spine, i raised my wand, trembling.

It was him.

He who must not be named.

Smiling at me.

'W...what do you want, where are my parents' I said with all the strength i could muster

He chuckled. 'They are right here,' he whispered eerily, pointing his finger up.

I looked up and there they were, hanging upside down, with cloths on their mouths, and rope tied to their ankles.

'MUM!! DAD!!' I screamed.

They looked down at me with panic on their faces as they mumbled and screamed for me.

Voldemort laughed. 'That will do no good Bella, but you know what you can do?'

I shook my head, tears in my eyes, 'I'll do anything please.' I begged

'Join me. Become a follower of the dark lord, the greatest sorcerer in the world.'

'No, never!' I cried, 'And besides Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world!'

Voldemort looked at me in disgust, and slapped me across the face. I screamed at the burning pain as blood trickled out of my cheek. My parents screamed but Voldemort shut them up with a spell.

'Why me? Why come to my house and force me? What have i done?' I cried.

'Everything. You are the brightest witch of your generation. You are powerful and I have great plans for you. You fought bravely over the Cruciatis curse when Draco did it to you.'

'W..what? How did you know.'

'I know everything Bella. Including that i have to have you on my side. Listen to me. You either join me and my fellow death eaters, or watch your parents die right now. It's your choice.'

I.. But,' I took a deep breath. I looked at my parents who were shaking their head no. But i know what i had to do. 'Okay' I sighed.

Voldemort smiled evilly at me as he pointed his wand to my forearm. 'Do you Bella Whisps, swear that you be forever be loyal to me, the Dark Lord.' he sneered.

My whole body was shaking, 'Y..Yes.'

Excruciating pain went threw my body as i saw the dark mark form on my arm. It moved slightly, hurting every second. Voldemort touched my forearm gently and the pain went away.

'I have a mission for you, if you don't succeed, I will make your dark mark hurt.'

'What's the mission.' I asked trembling.

'To kill your precious headmaster.'

His pale thin lips curled into a wicked smile as he saw my reaction.

'I'll keep you updated,' he said, vanishing with a cloud of grey smoke.

As soon as he left i untied my parents from the ceiling, using my wand to ensure a safe landing. I hugged them tight as they cried for me.

'Darling, why.' sobbed my mum.

'Bell, that was brave of you, but we never wanted you to suffer because of us,' my dad said.

'I'm not going to suffer,' I sniffed, trying to ignore the feeling of the dark mark moving around my arm, 'I'll be brave for you.'

'No, I'm not going to allow this Bells. I'll contact the ministry.'

'Marcus no, if the Ministry finds out, Bella will die.'

'Guys it's okay, i won't get hurt as long as i follow orders.' I sighed. 'I just need some time alone.'

I went up the stairs, staring at my dark mark. I was disgusted. I wanted to rip that mark right off my arm. I want to pretend everything was going to be okay, but i already know that wasn't the answer. I got out my concealer and foundation and covered it.

Suddenly, tears rolled down my face, this was the one in a few times I have ever cried. But I didn't know what I was going to do. I didn't know what person I would become.

If i could ever feel love again. If i could ever redeem myself again.

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