burn me to hell [1]

⨷Chapter 8

Azalea was sitting in the great hall sipping her pumpkin juice when hoots flew to her and dropped and a package. She beamed, knowing very well who the package was from. She took the letter pasted over the package and opened it.

My lovely aza,

You were right, I was very cross with you when you didn't write to me, I had already planned a secret mission to Hogwarts to meet you. Imagine mixi's face when she would've found out about this. But I am happy to hear that you're doing well at Hogwarts. You must've shaken half the school by the time this letter came.

Dylan is innocent, he needs you. Be with him. I know how much you care about him. As for this Malfoy boy, you seem to be very fond of him. You were always the bad boy type. I heard Hogwarts is hosting the Triwizard tournament. I asked the headmistress very nicely to let me come with them. But she didn't.

I trust you with my life, aza. Whatever you're doing, be careful. I don't want my best friend hurt.i am sending a little gift for you. I will see you soon. Wink.

Aiden.

I couldn't resist giving hoots what he wanted. He just looks so adorable.

That git. He has to do the thing he is refused to do. Azalea opened the package. It was a box full of licorice wands, flavored candies and chocolate frogs.

She felt someone sit beside her. Its was Malfoy. Draco fucking Malfoy.

"What do you want" she sipped her pumpkin juice.

"why so grumpy, McClivert"

"why such a dick, Malfoy" she snapped. 

She expected him to scowl or retort but instead he came closer to her and leaned forward. He placed his hand on her thigh, and brought his lips near her ear. Azalea's heart was beating through her ribcage, threatening to break out.

"You looked quite hot, challenging moody. But I know what you are. you killed without any trouble. You're a killer. You're a monster." With that he walked away without sparing even a glance at azalea who was fixated at her place, her face going paler every second.

You're a monster. The very words that she never wanted to hear. The very words that had led to the biggest mistake she had committed.

She ran back to her dorm and pulled out a jar from under her bed. She opened it and the same spider that was in moody's class crawled out. "I'm not a killer. I'm not a monster." Tears were threatening to fall out of those crystal blue eyes. She had never killed that poor insect. She had transported it away the moment she got up from her desk. Everything that occurred after that was an illusion. She wanted to see moody's reaction.

"I'm not a killer."

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Azalea was sitting in the goblet room, a few seats away from granger. The incident with draco had shook her, she didn't want to talk to anybody right now. Students were wary of her, getting as far away from her as possible.

Older students were placing their names into the flame and the others were applauding, she heard Ron talking to harry.

"Eternal glory, be brilliant, wouldn't it? In three years from now we'll be old enough to be chosen." Ron dreamed.

"Yeah, well rather you than me." Harry grumbled. Poor boy. He has suffered lot more than he should, she thought. Unlike other slytherins, she didn't hate him. He didn't ask to be the boy who lived. He didn't ask to be the chosen one.

Just then the twins came up cheering. "Thank you thank you, well lads we've done it." George said, looking rather triumphant. 

"It's not going to work." Granger remarked dryly.