Love of my life

Chapter 4

I'm in my dorm room that Dumbledore thankfully gave me to myself. It's starting to get late so I put on my silk, black night gown that ends right above my mid thigh. Thank God for magic. I may be in the 1940s but I don't have to dress like it.

Just as I'm about to get in bed I hear a knock at my door. Strange, it's 9 pm. Who could be at my door at this hour?

I go up to the door and open it. I see Lestrange. He gives me one of his signature charming smiles.

"Hello darling," he stops to look me up and down. "Wow, you are beautiful"

"I know I am, darling" I wink at him and put my hands on my hips. He just stares at me with a look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Lestrange?" I roll my eyes.

"Just because," he winks at me.

"Why are you even here anyway? It's late"

"Oh right, I was wondering if you would like to take a walk around the forest with me?"

"The forbidden forest?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Yes, the forbidden forest darling" he winks at me. He really is a winker.

"Fine but I swear Lestrange, if you get me a ticket to detention I'll hurt you" I crossed my arms giving him a serious look.

"I wouldn't dream of it darling!" He gestures to one of my black coats hanging by my bed. I go to grab it and put it on. I then put on some shoes and walk over to him.

"Shall we darling?" He holds out his hand for me to grab.

"We shall darling!" I grab his hand and we head towards the common room entrance. Right as we are about to leave the common room, I see him. Riddle is sitting by the fire. He is staring at us. No, at me. I barely have time to react when Lestrange drags me out of the common room.

"Was that Riddle?"

"Uh, it was no one darling" Lestrange just dragged me to the forbidden forest. The walk to the forest was rather quiet. It was like he was lost in his own thoughts.

"So are we just going to walk around the forest or actually talk?" I say as we reach the forbidden forest. I would rather be in bed than walk with him in silence.

"Oh sorry darling, uh I actually have a surprise for you!" He gave me another charming smile.

"A surprise?" I'm not a big fan of surprises. Especially after Voldemort came to power. That was a surprise no one wanted.

"Oh you will love it darling!"

I sure hope I do. He takes me a bit deeper in the forest than I'd like. This forest reminds me of May 2nd. The Battle of Hogwarts. The way Hermione and Ron shrieked. The dead eyes. Harry's dead icy blue eyes.

"Here we are darling!" I look around to see a small picnic.

"A picnic?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Yes darling! I thought it would be the best way to get to know a beautiful girl like you" he winks.

"I know I'm beautiful, darling! You don't have to tell me twice!" I wink back at him.

"That's exactly why I want to get to know you! I have never met any other girl that would say that" he looks at me with a look of adoration.

"Well I'm sure there are many girls like me out there. You just haven't met them" I shrug my shoulders looking at the assortment of sweets. There are cookies, little cakes, muffins and strawberries with chocolate.

"Oh you are too humble darling!" We sat down on the blanket he set out for us. Well he probably used magic but it's the thought that counts.

"Yeah you're right, I am pretty special!" We laugh a bit while I grab a small cake with strawberry icing.

"So Mr. Lestrange, why don't you tell me about you and your friends?" I have to get him talking about Riddle. I need to get information about him and Riddle is not going to tell me himself.

"Well darling, what do you want to know?"

"Why don't you tell me about your friends first" please talk about Riddle first.

"Well you of course you know Atticus Avery. Avery is a family friend of mine. We have known each other since we were children," God why can't he just talk about Riddle.

"Then there is Dune Nott, Nott is an interesting lad. I've never been close to him but we still hang out," all I can do is flash my fake nice smile. He takes it as a sign to continue.

"Then there is Valentine Rosier, Rosier and I are also childhood friends. Before Hogwarts it was me, Rosier and Avery. We were a trio before we became a group of 6. We were a trio of cheeky little lads!" We both laugh at that.

"Then there is Malcolm Mulciber, we met in my second year. We became closer over the years though," no wonder why he looked a bit younger than the rest, he was a year younger than most of them.

"That of course leads us to Tom Riddle," I sat up straighter at the mention of his name.

"He kind of got our group together. He made friends with me, Avery and Rosier but invited Nott and Mulciber. Those two are a year younger than us but it really didn't matter. I guess we should thank Riddle for our friend group," his first Death Eaters... Voldemort has been in the making since his first year at Hogwarts.

"Riddle sounds like an interesting guy" I have to keep the conversation on him.

"Yeah, he is sort of the leader of the group. If there is a problem we go to him." Every time he talks about Riddle he looks like he respects him.

"Why did Riddle make your friend group?"

"I don't know, maybe because we are all Pure-bloods," Pure-bloods, they think Riddle is a pure-blood. Of course he lied about being a half-blood. He's such a hypocrite!

"Um darling, can I ask you a question?" He looks a little nervous.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Uh, are you a pure-blood?" Of course he wants to know. He's friends with Voldemort, the guy who is obsessed with blood status.

"Pure-blood, yeah" I say a bit coldly. I may be a pure-blood thanks to both my parents coming from pure-blood families but I'm not into blood status. After all my brother is a half-blood and I'm friends with Hermione, a muggle born. Well was, after all she...
"Excellent!" Lestrange interrupts my thoughts. He looks overjoyed to hear that I am a pure-blood. I'm disgusted and disappointed. I can't let that show though.

As we continue talking, he seems more happy after hearing I'm a pure-blood. I'll never understand people who think the way he does. The way Malfoy does. The way Voldemort does.

The night comes to an end as it gets closer to midnight. It gets colder and I regret just going in my pajamas. We walk back to the slytherin common. We don't talk much, we are both too lost in thought. We get to the common room and say goodbye.

As I'm about to head to my dorm, I see Lestrange talk to Riddle. They are talking in hushed tones. As Riddle leaves Mulciber appears. They talk in the same hushed tones as Lestrange and Riddle did. Something is going on.