the snake who lied [1] | a nagini story

Chapter 20

"I'm going to the bathroom, see you in a bit."

Davina rose on her feet from her seat and made her way out of their compartment. After all of that discussion about Mrs. Roberts and all of the tears Hermione shed, Davina decided she felt bored of pretending to be ridiculously depressed from her 'traumatic event' and left to take a bit of fresh air.

Also that wasn't the entire reason she left; she was quite concerned that it had been days and the Dark Lord still hasn't contacted her to question the situation from the World Cup. Nagini came to the conclusion that maybe her father wanted her to make the first action and relate to him what happened. Obviously she completely disagreed with this idea, coming in contradictory with her inner self, knowing she always waits for the other individual to proceed first. But then Nagini recalled that she allows this to happen only with people she wanted to snog, but Lord Voldemort was definitely not a member of this community. 

She couldn't guess what his intentions were or what was his thought process, but she certainly knew how much her father would appreciate her coming to him and not vice versa.

After all, Voldemort knew best.

Davina was coming closer to the end of the train, while on her way she waved and saluted a few people: Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan (Dean was her first kiss and it happened in third year, but it was clear as a day that it won't lead to any real relationship, since Davina made it clear from the beginning how she doesn't enjoy the idea of being seen as someone's property. At least now Dean and Fred could create their own little angsty group alongside another of her future situationships).

She arrived at a crimson door, engraved with the words 'EXIT; ONLY STAFF MEMEBERS'. Who was Davina to ever listen to rules and even follow them? This exit was the only available space where she can be at peace, since not many people came here. Bonus, she needed to be completely alone in this moment if she wished to contact her father safely and without interruption like last time.

She opened the door, which oddly enough was never locked and the chilly breeze hit her hard in the face. Although she didn't have time to ponder on the weather when she noticed another human turning their head to face her front, their body not changing position, posed with their arms on the gold balustrade, holding something which emitted smokes of different colors in their right hand. Davina immediately recognized the infamous grey eyes and white hair, messy from the strong wind. 

Draco Malfoy didn't even have time to react, when Davina took action first. "Nope." she simply said, and closed the door in the exact same second, not wishing to deal with Malfoy's bullshit this early in the 4th year.

Davina was glad the boy didn't come out on the other side of the door. Maybe he resembled her sentiments just a small percentage; perhaps he didn't want to start this year with Davina's bullshit either.

But at the same time, Nagini wished dearly to talk to her father. She already contemplated going to the bathroom, but it was too noisy, and most of the time you could find a couple making out or even something more in there. Her curiosity needed  to find out if Voldemort was so full of rage and refused to contact her because he despised his daughter now for allowing the riot to take place, or maybe his chest was filled with so much pride and gratefulness for Nagini's undying  loyalty and partnership, but forgot to mention it.

There was only one way to find the burdening truth, and she desired to find it now. Swallowing her enormous ego, she pushed the door of the exit open and said with the most authority she could muster, "Malfoy, I need to stay here alone so I suggest you to kindly leave to see your gorilla friends."

Malfoy scoffed and rolled his eyes dramatically, like she said the most absurd words in the world, "And where exactly does it say that you own this place?" he questioned, slightly mocking her authoritative tone. He still hasn't moved from his position on the balustrade, but now trying to hide the tiny colorful smoke emitter, falling miserably, considering Davina already saw it earlier.