𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC) - Full Series

[007] CHAPTER 27 - CONTROL

"my mind's like a deadly disease."
|| halsey

Makayla Malfoy

Louis is walking next to me, wearing his Slytherin robes. They flow elegantly, just barely touching the floor. It's been so long since I've seen him in them that I started to forget just how good he looked in them. Though, at the time, I would have never admitted that to him. Now, I'd do it shamelessly.

I'm wearing my robes as well, but they don't look as amazing as his.

Among us, all of the other Slytherins march up the stairs to the Great Hall. It's a long hike, seeing as our Common Room is quite literally in the dungeons of the castle. Nora had managed to sneak Louis, Mattheo, and I into the crowd of students without us being noticed. Now, it's just not getting caught on the way there that we have to worry about.

Sure, I am a Death Eater who would probably not be frowned upon if I were here, but my family still has yet to hear from me ever since I ran away... Again. And I'm afraid that word has gotten back to them about my sighting at Gringotts the day that Bellatrix's vault was robbed... By us...

Yeah, I'm screwed if I'm seen.

On my other side is Nora and Theodore. Mattheo is behind Theodore. I never truly got any time to speak with Theodore this year. He's always been so divulged in his studies and off doing things for The Dark Lord that I was never informed of. Probably husking unicorn horns and getting centaur hides from the Forbidden Forest. Things he knows that I wouldn't approve of. Maybe it's a good thing that he didn't tell me what Mattheo's father wanted from him.

Now that I think of it, I feel like Theodore has always been doing everything he can to impress me. To not disappoint me further than he already has from our sixth year. Everytime we interact, I hear him hope that I've forgotten about Jordyn and who's responsible for her death in his mind, but I have never forgotten. Sometimes I wish I could, but the nightmares won't dare let me. More reason to not die. Perhaps the afterlife is just a neverending nightmare of everything I did wrong.

Because Heaven is way above my paygrade and Hell is too kind.

Eventually, we come to a halt at the front of the Great Hall. Snape is nowhere to be seen, but I catch the sight of the Carrows standing on opposite sides of the front of the room. They've got smug smiles on their faces. That can only mean that they have just finished beating some other kid into oblivion. My theory is proven when my gaze lands on a Hufflepuff Second Year shaking to the point that you'd think the temperature was below freezing. For a moment, I don't want to believe that they could do anything to a kid that young, but when I squint my eyes and focus real hard, her mind is only replaying the memory of her screams. She pleaded for them to stop. All she did was get seconds at breakfast. I have to squeeze my eyes shut and steel myself from lifting my hands to put my head in them. I'm starting to get a headache.

"Today's Dark Arts lessons had us practicing the Cruciatus Curse... On First Years."

I forget how cruel the Carrows are. I'm not sure how, though, seeing as I have been at the expense of their wrath far too many times before.

Snape storms in once all of the Houses are situated in their designated spots in the Great Hall. He slowly makes his way onto the platform and turns to us, his hands stuffed tightly into his pockets. He seems indifferent today. Something is off. And that's when I realize that I can't read him. His mind is entirely closed off.

He figured out how to copy Louis.

What is going on right now?

"Many of you are surely wondering why I have summoned you at this hour," Snape starts, leaving a dramatic pause as he always does. "It's come to my attention that earlier this evening, Harry Potter was sighted in Hogsmeade. And he wasn't alone."