"Lies" [Draco Malfoy Fanfiction]

Chapter 4

Lydia

"Come on 'Mione, there are plenty boys on this planet", I said to Hermione, who was still sobbing after we went to bed. My eyes became heavier with every breath I took until I was in my own world.

"Mum, where are you? Dad?", a girl in my age with black unkempt hair and grey scary old clothes screamed in empty corridors and ran past me. As she ran past me a cold shiver ran through my body and I could swear that it was freezing cold in the empty flat, even though it looked like mid-spring outside. My heart told me to run after the girl with the black hair, she seemed lost maybe I could help her. But then I realised that I didn't even know myself where I was, the room I was in looked like a living room and it would have been looked appealing if there weren't red stains on the wall. Plus I was in my dream, wasn't I? My inner-self, however, decided to walk near these stains, just to jump back. Blood. Fresh blood.

I followed the girl with the black unkempt hair and the dirty clothes outside the old grey house, which looked like it would crash any minute, onto an empty street. 

The girl was still screaming for her mum and her dad, but she didn't get any answers. "Hey.", I said to the girl," Do you need some help?". She looked at me lifeless like I was a monster or something terrifying, "It's all your fault, you let them take my parents away from me!". I was confused I didn't even know her parents, besides I just met her two minutes ago,"I am sorry, but I don't know your parents... But if you tell me who took them, maybe I can help you to get them back!" Her eyes glared at me in anger and her hand pulled into a fist. "I don't want your bloody help, I know what you are!", the girl screamed at me, grabbing my hand and pulling back the sleeves of my Pullover. "See, you are one of them!" I didn't want to believe my eyes, what they saw must be an illusion, "I swear to god! I am not one of them! Believe me!, I don't even know why it's on my arm". My eyes filled with tears.

"Then tell me, why do you have the dark mark on your sleeve?", the girl finally said looking at me closely. I wish I had an answer for that question myself, but I didn't, "I don't know, you have to believe me! I can help you find your parents!"I am on the good side. Harry Potter is one of my friends!". The girl looked at me in despising, she still didn't believe me, but she was thinking about its. I felt it. I wouldn't believe me neither if I was in her position. 

A high pitch scream. Leaving my body in a shiver.

The girl turned around and her eyes met the ones of a tall wizard, clothed in a black cloak. The-One-mustn't-be-named "Run!!", I screamed at her but It was already too late. "Avada Kedrava", the man yelled and with these words he disappeared. Apparated, black dust marked where he had been standing, forming the dark mark. Now my mouth let out a high pitched scream you could compare with a Banshee scream. But then my body froze, I could not move one finger. Paralysed I sorted my thought but couldn't find the answer, Why was I here? Where am I? Who am I?

What I saw I have never imagined seeing, thinking about it is one thing but seeing it with your own eyes is another. The girl who had yelled at me, was afraid of me, died because of me. I could have helped her or save her. We learned it at Hogwarts... we learned how to fight off a spell but I was too cowardly to fight. The girl looked even more lifelessly than before, her skin became even paler, her once green eyes faded.

Somehow I could move my body again, but the shock was still in me. "You didn't  carry out your task! That was the price!", a voice said but when I turned around nobody was there. It was just me in the old scary street. The wind brushed through the street and leaving its story behind him; death, life, love, everything you could imagine. It always has been the one thing that calmed me and it didn't let me down this time.

"Hello my darling!", I heard an old man's voice, so deep that it sounded like the old man had smoked for ages. It came from the inside of an abandoned house. 

 I know it was risky but I needed to find out more. As I entered the door I got welcomed with laughter, the 'old man's voice body' wore a black cape, but I know who it was and in a matter of seconds, I got hit with an Avada Kedrava spell.

My eyes snapped open and I found myself in a dark room. It was only a dream. My body was covered with sweat. My breathing got faster and faster, I could have hyperventilated and died, but something me helped me and slowed my breathing down to a lower level. Ginny and Hermione did not witness any of this and slept through it all...

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this one is so short i am so sorry hahaha, how do you like the story so far?