Two Sides of the Serpent // Draco Malfoy

Chapter Twenty: A Gruesome Gathering

After my secret meeting with Luna and her father, I returned home with a sense of urgency. I rushed over to my desk, grabbing my quill and parchment as I penned a letter to Draco, informing him of my recent discoveries.

The moonlight filtered through my window as I began to write a cryptic letter, wording it careful to not reveal the truth. With the message complete, I summoned my owl. The letter was clutched tightly between its beak, and it took flight into the dark sky, carrying my message.

I waited in the dimly lit room, my mind consumed by the uncertainty of our situation. Minutes felt like hours until the sudden rush of air and the subtle disapparation announced Draco's presence.

"Evelyn, what's wrong? What's happening?" he asked, his voice filled with worry as he stepped closer.

"I met with Luna and her father," I whispered. "They gave me this mirror that will allow us to communicate with them. We just need to maintain the façade around our families and the others, as if nothing has changed. I also received this address where they hold their meetings."

His eyes widened in surprise.

"So, we finally have a way to communicate with the Order," he said. "This changes everything, then. We can start planning now, taking action without anyone suspecting a thing."

His grip on my hand tightened slightly, a spark of determination igniting in his eyes. "We have to be careful, Evelyn. Our families... the Dark Lord. We can't let them catch wind of our intentions. We have to keep up appearances, as hard as it may be."

Draco's voice was filled with conviction as he continued, "But know that I'm with you, Evelyn. Through thick and thin. We'll break free from their grasp and fight alongside the Order. We'll make a difference."

"I wonder what the meetings will be like," I mused, "Sitting at the same table as Potter, working on the same side... it's wild, isn't it?"

Draco chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement at my words. "Oh, believe me, it will be quite the sight," he replied with a smirk. "Potter and me, on the same side... it's almost surreal. But hey, stranger things have happened, haven't they?"

He pressed a playful kiss to my forehead before continuing, "But you know what? We'll show them."

Draco's tone turned serious, his eyes filled with determination. "And we'll fight for a world where we can be free, Evelyn. Free from the expectations and prejudices of our families, free from the Dark Lord. We'll make it happen, for us and everyone else who deserves a better future."

I nodded decisively, my eyes filled with determination. "Absolutely, Draco. We'll make this work."

In the passing weeks, I skillfully gathered any information I could, ensuring that my family remained blissfully ignorant of my treacherous actions. As a fateful gathering convened under the ominous summons of the Dark Lord, I prepared for the occasion with all the gravitas it demanded.

I met with my parents in the foyer of our home as we prepared to depart for Malfoy Manor. Arriving, we made our way through the grand halls lined with dark wood paneling, adorned with generations of Malfoy portraits and heirlooms. We entered the dinning room, its rich green wallpaper with golden accents along with ornate chandeliers filled the room.

A long table stood at the center, stretching from one end to the other with Death Eaters piled into the seats surrounding it. I followed behind my parents as they sat near the Malfoy's, with them on one side of me, and Draco sat on my other side, a silent source of support and strength in the midst of this perilous gathering. The anticipation was palpable as we waited for the Dark Lord to commence the meeting.