I would die for you, Diana Malfoy (Draco's twin) X Harry Potter

8

My brother and I were brought back to Hogwarts on the next day.
On our way to the classroom, Snape called:

"Malfoy".

We both turned around and looked at him, waited him to talk.
He looked down at me and then at Draco.

"I meant Miss Malfoy".

I giggled and looked at Draco who rolled his eyes beside me.

"I bet you don't have any idea how to...end it, don't you?"

Snape looked back at me and then at the end of the hallway where Potter was standing at. I followed Snape's eyes and stared at him. The boy I had to kill. It would be so much easier to kill someone I don't know.

"No. I haven't figured out yet how to kill him", I said as quietly as I could.

Draco looked at me in disbelief. He probably thought I already figured out how to kill him.

"let me tell you something, Miss Malfoy".

His head bent nearer in order to whisper.

"The person someone hates the most is often the person who is always at someone's side".

"What?"

Snape straightened him back and I looked at Draco for advice. He also seemed as if he did not understand what Snape meant.

"Excuse me Professor, but I don't get it. How can this help me..."

Gut he interrupted me and gave me an old potion book. I took it carefully and looked at him. Snape's gaze was on Potter now.

"Use it as you please. Use it in your advantage".

He the disappeared.
Draco bent down to the book and examined it.

"What does it mean? How can a book help me to kill someone?"

Draco shook his head and quickly turned to his side, Potter was coming.
He did not hear anything, right?

"I knew it. You are both death eaters".

He figured out. How can it be possible? Did Potter wait until Snape was out of sight? And did he know Snape was a death eaters himself? How can it be possible?
I slowly let the book slip in my bag.

"Get out of our way, Potter", said Draco going one step forward.

My mouth felt dry. I could not speak. All I could do was staring at Potter. My legs were shaking and my voice trembling. Was this the reaction a killer would get at the sight of their victim? Was I really that worried about killing him?
I felt Draco's eyes at me. He probably was surprised that I haven't talked, so was Potter who looked at me straight in the eyes, causing me to let our a deep sigh. I needed to calm down. My heart beat accelerated.

If my heart continued to beat like that I would be dead before I could kill Potter.

I was going crazy.

"Prove it".

I forced the words to leave my mouth as I looked Potter straight in the eyes. I needed to accept the truth. He was my victim and I was his murderer.

"As soon as I got any I will let you know", he said with a sarcastic undertone.

My head spinned around. I needed to calm down.

"Let's go, Draco".

I dragged my brother behind me as we left the hallway, leaving Potter behind.
I wish I would have never volunteered for this.

"You did not figure it our yet?"
Draco told me as we entered the divination classroom.

The scent in the room made my head hurt more than before. My mind was blurred. Snape meant, your enemy is someone next to you, or something.
And then I felt it. It was like a sign, like a thunderstroke as soon as I saw Potter entering with Weasley.
I figured it out.
I needed to be his friend to be near enough to kill him without anyone noticing it. Friends are often around together, aren't they?