The Slytherin Mudblood: Book 1

Chapter 13

LEFT IN THE FORBIDDEN FOREST

Mr. Filch evilly chuckled at us as we walked out of the room and towards the midnight courtyard. Cackling, he spoke, "A pity they let the old punishment die. There was a time detention would find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons... God, I miss the screaming."

We walked down the trails towards Hagrid's hut again, which lay at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. "You'll be serving detention with Hagrid tonight. He's got a little job to do inside the Dark Forest. A sorry lot, this, Hagrid," Filch mentioned, walking over towards Hagrid, who was holding a large crossbow. 

He was recovering from the loss of his Dragon, which he had named "Norbert." He went on and on about the dragon. He was sad, claiming Norbert wouldn't like Romania and a bunch of other rubbish.

Filch whined, "Oh, for god's sake! Pull yourself together, man! You're going into the forest, after all. Got to have your wits about you."

"The Forest? I thought it was a joke! We can't go in there!" Draco exclaimed, shocked at the information.

"Oh, Draco, pull yourself together! Are you seriously scared of the forest? I took down a troll for crying out loud!" I complained because he was so cowardly.

"Students aren't allowed. And there are... werewolves," Draco went on, hoping to increase his luck at not going in there.

"Draco, it's not that bad. Safety in numbers. Hey, I'll march in there myself. How hard could it be?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Remind us why you're not in Gryffindor again," Draco sarcastically replied.

We trudged through the forest tree after tree. It was almost pitch-black and the trees were skinny with branches and no leaves. The only light came from a large candle-lit lantern held by Hagrid. As we strolled through the cold forest, we halted to a stop at a white creature that lay dead on the floor. 

Hagrid claimed it was a unicorn and it was shameful to kill them and drink their blood. I wasn't scared, it was just probably some large cat, or a ferocious dog. Apparently, Hagrid wanted us to catch the beast that killed it. He paired me, Draco, Harry. Ron and Hermione went with him. We took Fang, Hagrid's Dog, but we instantly regretted our decision because Hagrid told us he was a "bloody coward." 

We went east and Draco would not stop complaining, "You wait till my father hears about this! This is servant stuff!"

"If I didn't know better, Draco, I'd say you were scared," Harry challenged, also being annoyed with him.

"I'm not scared, Pottah," He responded with disgust. "Did you hear that?"

I didn't say anything the whole trip, but I didn't hear anything. I rolled my eyes and kept heading forward. We walked a while longer till we ran into something terrible. We saw a hooded figure bending down onto a unicorn. It was the beast, drinking its blood! 

Harry began clutching his head as if he got hit in the head by a rock. The hooded figure looked up at us with silver blood dripping from its dirty mouth. Draco and I screamed and ran away, I dropped my wand in the process. We couldn't fight this thing, whatever it was! As we ran away I stopped Draco, "Wait! We have to go back! We can't leave Harry!"

"You go, I'm not sticking around waiting for it to kill me!" Draco yelled as he ran away.

In doing so, he brushed past me causing me to fall backwards. I fell back and ended up tumbling down a ten foot steep slope. After a whole minute, I had rolled into a small lake in the middle of the forest and my head felt dizzy. 

Why did Draco push me? 

My glasses were gone as they fell off me, so I couldn't see anything. My vision was completely blurred. I noticed Draco didn't come back for me, he just left. I tried to crawl my way out of the water, but something grabbed hold of me. It was biting and tearing skin off my leg. I screamed in pain, but the only sounds were the splashing of water and my muffled screams as I tried to get air and fight whatever had hold of my leg. 

Instead of trying to escape I took a deep breath and went underwater. I could barely see anything but I saw an eight-legged creature with arms and a head. I grabbed the head and started to strangle it while with my other hand trying to remove its tight grip on my skin. After almost drowning, I tore the creature off, taking a chunk of flesh with it. I swam my way back up to the surface gasping for a lot of air.

 I crawled my way out of the lake whilst struggling through the pain of my fresh wound. I emerged covered in bruises as I kept banging my arms against the rocky sand by the lake's edge. Once I was about twenty feet away, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Hagrid! Harry! Anybody!"

After sobbing for what felt like an hour, which was actually only 10 minutes, I heard a loud rumbling noise. I saw a bunch of blurry horse-like figures. It was like some sort of tribe or gathering. 

I cried big tears as I desperately asked them to help me, claiming my foot was badly hurt, I couldn't see, and that I had lost my wand. One of them, being so generously kind, lifted me up as I stumbled onto its back. They carried me back to Hagrid, who was a while away so they never would have heard me. 

I tumbled off the creature, literally I dropped on the floor with a thud! I managed to say thank you to the creature whilst struggling fiercely to find my way around. I started slowly towards a tall structure, which I knew was probably Hagrid. He picked me up and we dashed back to Hogwarts. I fell asleep from the chaos that just happened.

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I woke up feeling tired, in the Hospital Wing. I began remembering what just took place. My leg was wrapped in a tight bandage, the blood was trying to seep through the bandage. I had bandages all over my hands and arms too. I noticed them and I jolted up fast. I was met with dangerously large pain and slight dizziness. 

Daphne was at my side and towered over me, rushing me with hugs. She practically screamed, "OH, MY, GOD! You're okay! What happened? Who did this to—"

"Malfoy!" I shouted, "Where is he? Get him here! Now!"

She rushed off to get him and I was furious! How could he push me back? He didn't rescue me, or come after me! He left me there to die, stranded in that freezing cold lake to die! He left me to die with a creature that practically bit my leg off! I was hyperventilating in anger. 

Draco ran to me in utter shock, "What's wrong? Are you ok?"

I then lost my patience. I got up, trying to fight the pain in my leg as I could not walk. As he came to hug me, he was met with a giant "slap!"

The impact of the slap threw him onto the floor and left a large red mark. He started crawling backwards to escape my grasp. Daphne held me back as I screamed at him, "How could you leave me there to die?! You left me to die, Draco! You push me right into the hands of a monster! I lost my glasses, my wand, and half my bloody leg! You didn't even try to come back for me, or apologise for that matter! What happened, Draco, you bloody coward!"

I tumbled to the ground because I couldn't stand at the loss of adrenaline and pain of my leg, sobbing in a pool of tears. Draco tried to speak, still clutching his pink face. He squawked out, "I-I-I didn't know. I didn't hear you a-at all! I was so scared of the monster, I ran for my life! I-I was such a coward..."

"What about my life? Or Harry's?" I asked through my tears.

He didn't say anything. He just turned around and left. 

I got back in my bed and didn't speak much to anyone for the next few days so I could recover. Draco had just ruined our friendship again. I don't know what was going through his head but it's over. 

We are no longer friends.