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—A Good Friend—

Nina Dobrev plays Linda Woods in my mind so that's why there is a gif of her....

WARNING: This contains a death. If you're not comfortable with that and/or see it as a trigger, don't read pls.

I also accidentally wrote this to Or Nah by Ty Dolla $ign w/The Weeknd and some other people and I regret nothing.

My dark mark started to sting at the worst fucking time of the day. Potions class.

Since I knew my father also felt it, I was super smooth in asking to pee right after the mark stung. How clever am I?

On the way out, I downed my polyjuice potion and changed into my death eater clothes then dissolved into black mist a traveled to Draco's house. I landed almost at the same time as my father and we walked in together, but he didn't know it was me, of course.

We were seated next to each other at the meetings. The Dark Lord sat at the head of the table while dad sat to the left of him and I said next to dad.

As I situated myself, the Dark Lord gave me a nod that said, 'Stay after,' and I nodded back as a 'roger that, captain.'

"Wormtail!" he called. Peter Pettigrew came scurrying out looking beyond frightened and squeaked, "Yes, my lord?"

"Bring out the girl."

He nodded quickly and came back with a woman that looked very similar to Linda.

I assumed it was her aunt Liberty.

"This is Liberty Melany. Her sister told her secrets of our organization before she died," he said. He being the Dark Lord.

"Alexander," he said. I looked at him blankly. He told me someone else was going to take care of her, guess not.

"Yes my lord," I asked.

"Kill her."

I smiled wickedly and raised my wand before pointed it at Liberty who looked at me with pleading eyes. Wormtail pushed her on the table and I stood then made my way to her as she laid on the table, shaking and begging for her life. I pointed my wand at the ground instead of her where a rope appeared.

(Dear readers, this is where it gets dark. You have been warned.)

The Dark Lord looked at me curiously but said nothing.

I summoned the rope into my hand non-verbally and shoved it into hers.

"Imperio," I spoke and she was under my control. I had her stand up and walk to the middle of the room where and arch with a hook appeared. She slowly walked over and made a loop with the rope and tied one end to the hook after stepping on the stool to reach it.

Now the Dark Lord was interested.

She then measured the rope so the rope was at her eye level and secured it.

I then walked in front of her as she slipped the rope around her neck. I stopped the imperius curse and she looked scared.

With a wave of my wand, her wrists and ankles were bound and she burst into tears and started pleading for her life once more. It was music to my ears.

I smiled deviously and moved more to the side so the Dark Lord could get a better view. Finally, I kicked the stool and the last thing you heard was a mangled scream before her body went rigid.

(Don't say I didn't warn you.)

The Dark Lord watched in admiration whilst the other death eaters watched in fear and disgust.

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