Anna's P.O.V
Everything I used to know about my life, was a lie.
Everthing Draco said cut through me like a knife. For some weird reason though, I knew he was telling the truth.
No matter how much I didn't want it to be true, it was.
I was bawling while trying to walk back to the weasley's house. Giving up, I just dropped to my knees and cried.
We were followers of the Dark Lord.
I was to become a Death Eater.
My friends were going to hate me.
I hate me.
"What happened!" I heard Harry scream.
Running towards me, he knelt to the ground and pulled me into a strong embrace.
All I could do was murmmer the words "Dont leave me" over and over again. My brain wasn't working, it was shutting down. Trying to protect itself from the shock of it all, going numb.
"I will never leave you" Harry stated, brushing my hair away from my face.
"Harry..................I-I....am a Death Eater." I whispered, looking up into his eyes.
"What?" He asked, now still.
"My parents follow the Dark Lord. I didn't know until today"
"No. This isn't right Anna. You cant.......This isnt...." He stammered, looking toward the forest.
"Harry it's true. I wish it wasn't but it is. Please, dont hate me. I am against Voldimort just as much as you are." I stated, tilting his face down towards mine.
"I could never hate you. I know you dont want his." He answered, pulling me against him again.
Helping me stand up, we walked hand in hand back to the house. Taking a seat at the kitchen table, I told everyone my tragic story. They were all shocked.
"This doesn't change anything" Harry stated, standing up. "She is still on our side"
"Well of bloody coarse." Ron smiled at me. I smiled back.
No one felt any diffrent about me and I thanked god.
Setting me up a bed in the living room, Mrs. Weasley handed me some clothes and I pre-pared for bed.
Crawling into the flannel sheets, I couldnt even think of anything but closing my eyes and letting sleep take me away.
*I stayed with the Weasley's the rest of Christmas break.*
Today was the day we were to return to Hogwarts and I was less than thrilled.
Running through the platform, I entered the rear of the train with 10 minutes to spare.
Walking past the the back compartments, I spot Draco a ways ahead, walking right toward me.
I haven't really thought about him much since I found out I was to become a follower of the Dark Lord but now, looking at him for the first time since then.
I am aware of the heartbreak.
Seeing his flawless features, white blonde hair, and tall muscular build makes me want to jump into his arms.
But I can't.
No matter how much I miss him. I can't.
We are two diffrent people
Good and...........bad.
Still staring, I notice him start to look up. Turning my gaze away quickly, I was fortunate enough to get whacked in the nose by someones suitcase.
Stumbling backwards onto my butt, I looked up towards the ceiling.
"Owe, my nose" I stated, trying to keep it tilted upward.
"Are you hurt?" A male voice asked me.
Kneeling down, a RavenClaw boy about my age, maybe a little older, looked into my eyes with concern.
"Is it bleeding?" I asked, taking my hand away from my nose.
"Yup" He stated. Turning around, he unzipped his suitcase and pulled out an old T-shirt. Holding it up to my nose, he leaned my head back.
Still seated in the hall, we started to get a small crowd forming around us.
Going to stand up, the strange boy pushed me back down.
"Lets not risk it" He stated, smiling down at me.
After about another two minutes, he helped me up to my feet. Pulling the old cloth away from my face, he examined my nose.
"How does it feel?" He asked.
Wiggling it a little, he laughed at my action. "Feels good as new"
"Im Jack Rallong" He said, holding out his hand.
"Anna" I answered, taking his hand and shaking it.
"Well Anna, if you wouldn't mind. Id like it if youd let me get to know you better." He stated, holding the door to his compartment open for me.
Turning around, I looked in the hall for any sign of Draco.
Surprised to find no one around, I smiled back at Jack.
