𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐝.𝐦.

eleven

It is early February now, which also happens to be Betty's birthday. Though, this is nothing like the sweet sevemteen she's curated in her dreams a couple years ago.

Betty sits alone on her desk in her dorm room. It is half-empty, after her last roommate, Giselle Green, left the school for reasons unknown to Betty. She was never really close with the freckled redhead, even though they were roommates.

But Betty suspects, and is very certain about her suspicions, that it has something to do with Voldemort and the ministry, since the girl has parents working vital roles in the Ministry.

Anyway, now that Betty had gotten a whole dorm room to herself - something she has never imagined would happen, since most girls had to share a dorm room with one or two others - she could forge a sanctuary out of it.

With her own privacy and a ready lock on her door, Betty has decided to use the dorm room as a restricted area where she could finally plan her own personal ploy, away from the eyes of everyone, especially Malfoy.

Since he has very invasively, stolen her past refuge, which coerced her into having to share her room of requirements with him - which she doesn't mind, as long as she's got this dorm to herself - she has opted for using her own bedroom to craft out a board of plans, with a new objective - something she's actually willing to do.

Instead of a meticulous murder ploy for the headmaster of the school, she's made up her mind to form an escape plan for her family and her - and a way to garner Dumbledore's trust, compelling him to help her and her family out despite her poor father's warning.

The idea came to her a while ago, back when she was trapped in Malfoy Manor, only allowed to wander listlessly from corridors to halls, to ballrooms and to exits. And she has deliberately used those times to measure out every possible detail that she believed could help her in her family's escape.

The board behind her navy blue curtains was born way before the alliance between Betty and Malfoy was forged. Hence her offbeat behaviour.

She has been hoping miserably that before Dumbledore dies under her hands, and Malfoy's, she would've found a way to save both her family, and the man. Hence, why she has been attempting feebly to stall Malfoy and his plans for the past month.

As she said at the start of the semester, devising a scheme to assassinate Dumbledore was merely a courtesy, or a means if things go terribly wrong and she is forced to choose between him and her family. Though, she most prefers having both of them alive and well.

Betty is well aware she isn't the brightest witch of her age, or even close to it, but standing idly by and killing a headmaster was never her cup of tea, nor was watching meekly as her family gets tortured because of her weakness.

So she was doing everything in her power to create her own path.

Betty feels terrible for deceiving Malfoy, and leading him on, she has considered letting him in on this. But a terrifyingly large part of her doesn't want him learning of her plans, for fear it might backfire on her, and he might wind up mistrusting her - or their alliance might shatter because of it. She would never admit it, but she did indeed grow to enjoy his presence greatly.

The young girl is pacing back and forth her room now, the pale evening glow of the moonlight enters the room, cloaking the furry sodalite blue rug on the floor, as well as the empty bed on the opposite end of hers.

She has returned from Hogsmeade a couple of hours before, and was readying herself for the Gryffindor party Ginny was holding.

It was the first party situated in the Gryffindor common room that she's going to since Fred and George's dropping out. The Weasley twins held fantastic parties each year - and none could compare to theirs, so she was a bit anxious to see how their sister's would turn out like. Hopefully, she'd have found a way to get the good beers.