Where do you see yourself in five minutes?
Where do you see yourself in five seconds, Alasia?
Where do you see yourself in fifteen years?
In the darkest part of Surrey a woman marked by struggle and battle and suffering and survival makes her way to...
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"What were you doing in the upstairs corridor?" She asked calmly.
Draco didn't answer, simply turned around to leave when he - froze. Looking back with untamed fear, he saw Alasia's hands mid-air, a smirk on her red lips.
"Draco, if I want to talk - I will talk."
He sighed, coming back in front of her knowing there was no getting out of a predicament where Alasia Serpens rules.
"I was trying to gate crash the party! Happy?"
"Not really," said Alasia. "Because I know it wasn't what you were doing, boy. You were looking for the Room of requirement."
Draco looked ill, his skin so pale she was worried for a moment. "No, I wasn't - "
"You're here to kill Dumbledore."
Draco was breathing hard now, "Why would you -"
"Draco," Alasia plucked some juice out of a passing elf's hands. "You seem to forget who I am."
He clenched his jaw, his height towering over her only by a little. "I know exactly who you are and what you've done."
"Your father must hate me." She smiled smugly.
"You have no idea," He snarked.
"I'm not here for small talk," She took a sip out of her delicious pineapple juice. "Tell me what you're doing in the Room of requirement."
"As if - "
"I could very well go ahead and oust you right now, Draco." She said. "I have the knowledge that you have the means of getting Death Eaters in the school and that you're going to kill the Headmaster. Dumbledore will believe me."
He probably wouldn't but she didn't give a fuck enough to tell Draco that. That bastard could dig his own fucking grave and lie in it.
"Why would you not still do it?" He asked sceptically. "Why should I believe you?"
"I don't like Dumbledore, I thought that's common knowledge." Alasia shrugged.
"But - "
"Draco," She said softly but lethally. "Don't test my patience. I am not above using the imperious curse on you. You are a child and I am giving you an option. Don't take my nonchalance for kindness."
He seemed to freeze at her words before coughing out, "The vanishing cabinet."
"The one you got from Borgin and Burke's." She nodded.
Draco was confounded. "You know it. You know everything, how the - "
"You're fixing it in there then?"
He nodded, slowly and cautiously. "I can't seem to get a hang of it but - "
"I'm not going to help you fix it. Because as much as I hate Dumbledore, there are students in this school. Teachers. Humans who will die when you stupidly let those monsters in. Bellatrix Lestrange," Alasia gritted her teeth. "Fenrir Greyback, Dolohov. What not. You will do this to them."
