Choices ~ Draco Malfoy

Chapter 5

A/N

I should've said this earlier (I'm sorry that I'm terrible at this) but I'll basing the story on both the books and the movies, but mostly the books (sorry for the confusion). So please don't think that I don't know the story line (I'm sorry if that sounded harsh.) because I've seen each of the movies at least five times and read the books fifteen times each.

All rights of the original storyline, quotes and characters goes to J.K. Rowling!

Mrs Malfoy lead us into a deserted café and ordered three ice cold Butterbeers to take away, seeming not to be staying and waving me away when I tried to insist that I would pay mine myself.

'It's fine, it's fine...' She said as we walked out of the cafe. 'But here, this way...'

We walked about half way back up the Alley where we just came from when she turned left. I froze when I realised where Mrs Malfoy wanted to take us: Knockturn Alley. Obviously realising, she turned to me with an expression of guilt and desperation on her pale face. 'I understand that you don't prefer to be in here, Sally... But please, I can't talk about this in Diagon Alley... It's too... risky.'

I glanced over at Draco, who also looked like he was not enthusiastic about going into Knockturn Alley and he slowly held out his hand. Hesitating for a second, I slowly grabbed his offering hand and stepped into Knockturn Alley, shivers running through my body. What if Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ed, Grandmother or any of the Weasleys saw? What will they think?

My body was tense the entire time as Mrs Malfoy spoke.

'So I believe that you're the person who Draco had been sending letters to the entire summer?'

'Yes...' I whispered as I took a gulp of my drink with a trembling hand.

'The fact Draco told you about the... mission?' Seeing me nod, she continued. 'And that he asked you to help him through this?' Once again, I nodded. I felt terribly like yanking my hand out of Draco's firm yet gentle grip and run away, out of this hideous place as soon as possible. But I drunk the remainder of my Butterbeer and threw the cup away in a bin.

Seeing that no one was walking past us, Mrs Malfoy turned around and grasped my shoulders firmly. 'Will you - will you be able to help him? You are perhaps the closest person to Draco at Hogwarts, Sally, and I can clearly see that he trusts you deeply... You are certainly the brightest out of Draco's friends, or in fact the most powerful witch there ever was in the past century or two...'

There was a "fact" that I was the strongest witch ever in the century, which certainly was none other than a rumour and made-up. I have my own weaknesses. Everyone does.

'I asked Severus -' Draco's hand twitched against mine. '- to look over Draco, but being Professor he won't be able to help him for the entire time... So Sally, I beg you, as I believe too that you can be trusted, will you be able to help Draco...?'

I opened my mouth but closed it, as Mrs Malfoy opened the door to Borgin and Burkes. Draco glanced at me before he lead me into the shop. As soon as I entered though, I had a split second of warning before a curse came flying at my head, which I dodged narrowly. I immediately let go of Draco's hand as another one came and I dodged it again. I reached out to my wand but Mrs Malfoy screamed before me, 'No! Bella! Stop! STOP!'