"Hey!" I heard Draco's voice behind me. We were in the hidden room that Draco's dad made in his sixth year in the back of the library. I call it the emerald room. "Hey." He repeated in my ear this time as he wrapped him arms around me from behind. "How are your classes?" I asked him turning around to face him. "Well. . . the classes are okay. I mean, I've never really liked Hogwarts classes anyway, but yeah." He answered as he kissed me on the nose.
"So um, I have a small question for you." I said hesitantly. "Okaaay." He answered slowly. "So, why uh, did you stop writing me over the summer?" I asked as I looked down, intently studying my hands.
"My uh, Aunt Bellatrix was teaching me some stuff. And it kept me pretty busy." He was biting his lip.
Bellatrix. Bellatrix. I have heard that name before, I can't remember, but it seems like a distant memory. Just then it came to me. I don't know how, or anything but, I just remembered. "Lestrange." I said it out loud without even noticing. "That's her last name isn't it?" Draco looked more surprised than I'd ever seen him.
"How did you--" he started, but I interrupted, "I-I don't really know how I knew her name. I guess....intuition?" I mean what just happened? What was this? I didn't know exactly. But I did know one thing: I needed to know more about how much I knew about this Bellatrix Lestrange.
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FanfictionReturn to Hogwarts in Gemma Williams' fifth year. With a horrible new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, a small "club" called Dumbledore's Army, and her ever changing boyfriend Draco Malfoy, her fifth year might be more than she bargained for...
