lilith potter |draco malfoy ✔

Chapter 18

Edited 09-02-2016

Lilith's POV

"Lil, are you okay?"

I turn around and Harry gasps. I don't know what he's seeing right now but I bet it isn't very pretty. My face could be red for all I know.

"Leave me alone Harry. I don't want to hurt you." I turn to leave but he grabs my wrist and makes me face him.

He looks me in the eye and his eyes are filled with fear. What is he seeing? I don't care, I want him to let me go and I want to make him stop. He'll be very sorry if he doesn't let go of my wrist this second.

"You have five seconds to release me." I glare at him and see him flinch under my gaze. "I'll start counting down, and you won't like the results if I ever get to zero."

He lets go quickly and I finally turn to leave. But something stops me. I don't know what it is. I've been saying this a lot lately. Maybe because it's the truth. My life turned upside down in just a few days. Paradise.

Harry is pointing his wand at me. My instincts tell me to run or to make him stop this, but my mind is very disturbed. I grab my wand as well and point it at him.

This isn't going to end well... But who cares.

"You don't want to do this Harry!"

"Oh, I want to. I want to finish what I started." His voice doesn't sound like his usual one.

Finish what he started? What is he talking about? All I know is that my anger levels are too high, and something bad is about to happen. But I don't care about safety right now. I want to hurt someone, and Harry is right in front of me, like he knows how I'm feeling and is giving me permission to do it.

"Show me what you've got, bro." I taunt him, speaking with baby voice.

He attacks first, but I block his spells. I need some challenge, please, this is too easy. We shout spells at each other for a long time, each one of us blocking all of them. This is a very good fight, we are both pretty good fighters. If we can call ourselves that.

When my wand moves without my permission it feels like it has its own mind, and that it wanted to cast this spell. And my mind follows it, and when I notice what I've done it's too late.

"Avada Kedavra, brother!"

He falls to the floor, but not because the spell hit him. He dodges it in time, and he's catching his breath, like he ran a thousand miles. He looks up at me.

"Expeliarmus!" He shouts and my wand falls to the floor. Why did I do that?

"How could you? What was that for? Do you really want me dead?" His questions ring in my head. Do I really want him dead? Something inside of me already knows the answer to that.

Yes...

"I'm so sorry..." I whisper and leave.

I run and run until my legs betray me and I fall to the floor. I don't know where I am, this house seems like a trap. Every time I try to run away from a corridor or a door, it appears in front of me again. This house is really fucked up. And I want to leave right now.

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Harry's POV

How could she? I could be dead right now. She's not a good person!! What are you saying, Harry?

But I know it wasn't her who almost killed me. It has to be something else. But now I just need to find her and leave this heck of a house. It gives me the creeps, when I walk it seems like I'm walking in circles. It's really weird and I want to leave as soon as possible.