Born to Rule: The Story of the Slytherin Princess (paused)

Chapter 44

"Talking to what's mine?
You must want to die."

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Clarissa and Draco were a striking couple, their aristocratic features and pureblood lineage evident from the way they carried themselves. Clarissa was dressed in a black sheer shirt and black pumps, accentuated by pearls that added a touch of elegance to her attire. Draco's wardrobe, on the other hand, had undergone a significant change. He was no longer the schoolboy that Clarissa had once known. His face had matured, with a chiseled jawline that accentuated his handsome features, and his cheeks were no longer chubby.

As they arrived at the Hogwarts Express, they made their way down the aisle of the train, searching for a compartment to sit in. Clarissa was keeping a watchful eye on Draco as he paused in front of the trio's compartment.

"What do you think you're doing?" Clarissa asked, her voice tinged with concern.

"Relax," Draco replied with a smirk, his eyes darkening with a hint of malice. "I just want to check something."

Clarissa let out an exasperated sigh, her brows furrowing slightly. "Just don't get caught," she warned, her voice laced with caution.

Draco chuckled softly, his gaze never leaving the trio's compartment as he made his way towards it with Crabbe and Goyle in tow. Clarissa watched him go with a sense of unease, her mind already racing with possibilities of what he could be up to.

Clarissa settled into her seat, the memories of the recent events at the World Cup still fresh in her mind. She knew it was wrong to enjoy the chaos and destruction that had ensued, but she couldn't help herself. From a young age, she had been fascinated with the dark arts and the power they held.

She closed her eyes, replaying the scenes in her mind. The curses that had flown through the air, the screams of terror and the crackling of spells colliding. It was exhilarating to her, and she couldn't shake the feeling of excitement that coursed through her veins.

Clarissa opened her eyes, her gaze fixated on the dark clouds outside. She knew that Hogwarts would offer her the opportunity to delve deeper into the world of magic, and she was eager to explore all it had to offer. The thrill of power and danger beckoned to her, and she was more than willing to take the risk.

Daphne and Blaise's arrival in the compartment only added to the solemn atmosphere that already hung over Clarissa. She had been anxiously awaiting Theo's arrival, hoping against hope that the rumours she had heard about him were false, but it seemed her worst fears had been confirmed.

The two Slytherins took their seats opposite her, and Daphne's usually perfect appearance was disheveled, as if she had not slept in days. Clarissa couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for her friend. She knew how close Daphne was to Theo, and the news must have hit her hard.

"So I guess the rumours are true then," Clarissa said, her voice tinged with sadness.

Daphne nodded silently, her expression heavy with grief. Blaise, ever the pragmatist, spoke up.

"So he is really going to miss 4th grade, and focus on his family business due to the events that had happened," he said, his tone matter-of-fact.

"It looks like it," Clarissa said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"It's a shame really," Daphne said, breaking the silence. "Theo was always such a brilliant student. I can't imagine what his absence will do to our grades this year."

"But his family's business must come first," Blaise interjected. "Theo is a true heir to the Nott fortune, and it's his duty to uphold the family legacy."