Kris woke up early, earlier than Draco, who is still soundly asleep with an arm around her. She moved his hand away and got out of her bed. She can't fix her bed with him on it, so she left it.
"What to wear?" She wondered as she tapped her chin.
Once she grabbed a black sweater and blue jeans. When she lifted her shirt to her stomach, she remembered Draco is still in the room. She threw a pillow on his face, not realizing how hard she threw it.
"Hm?" Draco groaned, muffled by the pillow. "Kris?" He said, still with the pillow over him.
He then sat up and saw Kris slipping on her shirt.
"Gah!" He exclaimed as he covered his face.
"I'm changed," she sighed with relief.
"Okay," he yawned.
"Sorry for waking you up, didn't mean to throw the pillow that hard."
"I'm going back to sleep," he whined as he plopped back down onto the bed.
"Not in my bed," she snapped. "Out, shoo."
Draco didn't budge. He smiled into the pillow as Kris tried to pull him off.
"Come on Draco!" She shouted as she pulled his arm more.
"You're so weak."
"Ugh fine," she pouted. "I'll go walk around."
Kris walked around the giant house, tracing the patterns of vases and paintings as she walks by.
"Why hello Kristina," Lestrange smiled as she walked out of a room and bumped into her.
"Don't make me go get Draco," Kris jumped as she backed away.
"No need for him," she smiled. "The Dark Lord has made it clear that no harm is to come to you. But let's make a little bargain-"
"And why would I make a bargain with you?" Kris snapped.
"It's involves your sister-"
That made Kris tense up and straighten her back.
"Now that I've gotten your attention, let's discuss this. You, Kristina, will help Draco kill Dumbledore. Now don't fuss, but you know he isn't capable of doing this alone."
"No! Absolutely no!" Kris stomped.
"Well you're a hard one to convince. How about this, you will be loyal to us Death Eaters, or we will murder your sister. Come on Kristina, be a Death Eater, and protect your sister."
"No," Kris shuddered, "I won't do it!"
"Have it your way," Lestrange cackled.
"Wait!" Kris shouted and stopped Lestrange from leaving. "If I become a Death Eater, you won't harm Lynn, and any of my beloved ones?"
"If you don't want us Death Eaters to harm your precious little twin sister, I suggest you go on with my deal that I just offered."
"Make the Unbreakable Vow," Kris challenged. "Do it, do it so you keep your word."
"What's going on here?" Narcissa asked as she entered the room.
"Do it Lestrange," Kris darkly stared.
"Cissy," Lestrange looked over at her sister, "get out your wand."
Kris held Bellatrix by the wrist, and she did the same. Narcissa took out her wand, and lifted it above their hands.
"D-do you Bellatrix Lestrange solemnly swear that if Kris becomes a Death Eater, no harm is to her come to her beloved ones?" Narcissa gulped.
"I do," Bellatrix smiled menacingly.
