Many whispered that Lenora Hawthorne was nothing more than an unassuming girl-a shadow among the ambitious and cunning. But those who truly knew her understood the truth: Lenora was no innocent. She had forged her path in darkness, her allegiance bo...
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_______________________________ I HAD WOKEN UP IN A SWEAT, NIGHTMARES had began to terrorize me in my sleep after i got this dreadful mark, nightmares where a way of my body telling me that it has gone through something it shouldn't have, Like this stupid mark.
In my sleep was the only place i could escape this harsh reality i lived in, but that peace was taken away considering the fact that I couldn't escape the nightmares.
i brought myself up out of the bed, and into the shower — i always got into the shower after a nightmare, it became a habit, no matter what time or what day.
i let the hot water beam down onto my skin.
The nightmares were strangely vivid and repeated that memory of me killing an innocent muggle so that my stupid mother would be happy and have my werewolf curse fulfilled.
They also had a mix of the dark mark in them, signalling that i was just as much of a murderer that my mother was.
But, i'd only gotten the mark for Lance, to keep him safe, and i couldn't even do that due to my own stupidity.
They had taken advantage of my weakness — Something i would never show again.
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"No Sleeping in my class, Miss Hawthorne!" Professor McGonagall called.
i perked my head up quickly. "Yes professor, sorry."
due to my lack of sleep i craved it, But with these nightmares i couldn't get more then 3 hours.
"Are you okay, Lenora? You seem heavily tired." Hermione Granger turned around from her seat to ask.
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure-"
"Even If i wasn't it's none of your business, Hermione." i cut her off.
She bit her tongue and turned back around, It was true it wasn't anyone's business but my own.
But if i kept them to myself i think i'd explode.
But i wasn't going to tell her because she'd tell Weasley and Potter Then They'd know i'm a death eater — And that i've killed and i wasn't going to let that happen.
Then the bell rung, And i gathered my things to leave. I realized that i hadn't seen Riddle all morning, Which was odd considering the fact he almost begged to talk to me last night.
But if he wanted to share as much as a word with me i needed to see my brother back at Hogwarts, Safe and Alive — and i was going to make sure that he knew.
Though, i spoke to soon feeling his grasp on my wrist.
"Lenora, My father wants to speak with you."
"Riddle, if i don't see my brother back at Hogwarts in an hour i swear to god you'll be the one who's being tortured, and i won't answer anything that you say." i spat.
"If you think you can order me around like some puppet your mistaken." He muttered, pulling me back to stop walking.
I ignored his every word, meaning what i said.
"Lenora." He mumbled. "Listen i can't just order the dark lord to let your brother go."
"Why not? You were the one who brought Lance to him, yes?"
"Yes, But-"
"Exactly, so your the one that's going to get him back! He's the only thing that i actually care about."
"And why should i do anything for you? I can get any answer i want out of you."
"For once in your goddamn life have some decency."
"I don't owe you anything."
"Neither do i, And if you want me to speak to Lord Voldemort, than i'd suggest you give me my brother back."
"Again, you forget the little mark on your arm says otherwise."
"Stop twisting my words and actually listen to me, I hate you, and i don't want to speak to you, so give me my brother back — he's innocent and has never killed anybody!-"
"Oh, You are very wrong Lenora, he has killed."
"His curse isn't triggered yet, But the moment-" i stopped myself, i wasn't going to give up that information but i'd already said enough.
"Say it, lenora." He scowled. "Or must i force it out of you?"
"The moment he kills someone is the moment the curse is set into stone, and he has to live with the consequences of being a werewolf."
he smiled, and i couldn't read what he was thinking, But i knew one thing — The words that i said he had already known
"But he has, You just didn't know."
"What?"
"I've seen it, i've seen him as a wolf. so that means he has killed."
"No- he's.." innocent?
did i really believe that?
Nobody in my family was — And Riddle knew it.
"Don't fool yourself, Princess." his words burned to hear, And i had no choice but to listen.
"I want you to know, that your brother won't see you the same anymore, He'll see you for what you truly are. A Murderer." He muttered, as if he's never killed in his life, But he has and he made his words seem so clear — the point was proven, and came across how he wanted it to.
He spoke so devilishly and it drove me fucking insane, and he knew it.
he fucking knew he'd be the death of me.
But i wasn't afraid of being a murderer, it was in my blood after all.
Hello loves, i know this chapter isn't very long but it's late and i am tired.. Lance will be apart of next chapter though so a lot of mixed emotions..
