Heir Of Gryffindor

Chapter Eleven

"What do you mean you're all leaving!?" I shouted in disbelief.

I glared at my brother and friends while they stared at me in bewilderment. I never yelled at them, no matter how mad I got. Yet for weeks they had ignored me, whispered to one another in secret, made plans behind my back, and now they were leaving with no other explanation except it was what they had to do.

"Harley, we have something important to do. I'm sorry that we can't tell you what we are doing or where we are going. It's our mission, and yours is to stay here and learn from Dumbledore and his friend James. It's-"

"For my own good? Was that what you were about to say Harry? You aren't the only god damn 'chosen one.' I wasn't killed either Harry, but obviously that doesn't matter to you or Dumbledore or any other person in this freaking world."

I threw my things on the ground and ran out of the common room as fast as I could. I pushed past groups of people, who shouted at me to slow down, but I only ran faster. People tried to stop me, probably wondering what was going on, but I kept running until I reached the quidditch field. I let out a loud scream and sunk to the ground.

My world was completely flipped around. It had been three days since Draco and I first kissed. Two days since Professor Dumbledore and James used Draco to make me have a horrid vision, and now my brother, and two of my closest friends were all leaving me to go on some stupid quest that they thought they needed to go on. I knew Dumbledore trusted Harry more when it came to things involving Voldemort, but I could never understand why. I survived the same way he did! The only difference I could see was I was a girl and he was Harry.

I sighed and laid back on the grass. Whenever there were no practices or games, the quidditch field was lonely. I always found it peaceful when no one else was around and tended to make myself at home there. Snow began to softly fall and I attempted to catch a few of the snowflakes in my hand. The first few times, I couldn't, due to my lack of actually trying. A snowflake landed on the bridge of my nose, and a peaceful sensation took over my body. I stared in wonder as the snowflakes began to multiply rapidly. I threw up my hand and a huge gust of wind shook everything around me. I let out a laugh and began to dance around the field, the snow falling the way I was dancing. If I moved left, so did the flurry. If I twirled, the flurry circled me until I was done. I heard a crunch behind me, and smiled sheepishly at James, who was looking at me in awe. I let my hands drop and the snow stopped as rapidly as it had begun.

"Harley, you aren't just a seer. I've only seen one person control the weather like you did. Her name is Elizabeth and she is a greater witch than my grandfather was a wizard. We must tell Albus about this discovery immediately."

Before I could object, he grabbed onto my arm, and dragged me back to the school, leaving me with a million questions.

Draco's POV
I sighed as I watched James drag Harley back into the school. She was so confused and I could feel her fear. I turned to head back to the school when an excruciating pain ripped through my body. I let out a scream, and when I opened my eyes, I was in my home.

"Draco dear, the dark lord would like a word with you."

I looked at my mum in fear and she gently kissed my forehead. I sighed and walked into the parlor and grimaced at the smell of death and despair.

"Ah dear Draco, so happy you could join us."

I looked around the room, and kept my face blank as the faces of most of Voldemort's death eaters met mine. He sat in the chair at the head of the table with my father on one side of him, and Snape on the other. I looked at Snape shocked when I saw Bian standing next to him silently crying.

"I need everyone to leave the room besides Draco and Bian. Lucius, Severus, keep the others busy, will you?"

They both muttered an okay my lord, before ushering everyone out of the room. Bian ran to my side and clutched my arm tightly.

"Oh, dear Bian, there is no need to be afraid of me as long as I get what I want." I grimaced as Voldemort put his hand on my shoulder.

"Now then, I do believe that besides Severus, Bella, Cissy, you two, and me, no one knows anything about you two being related. Am I correct?"

Bia quickly nodded her head yes and I muttered a small yes. Before I could say anything else, Voldemort had his hand around my neck and had me pinned to the wall.

"Don't lie to me boy. I could snap your neck right now, but I need you. I know the girl Potter knows and I also know you have a strong liking for her. Is that right Draco?"

I slowly nodded my head and Voldemort threw me across the room. I hit a wall and a loud crack filled the room. I forced myself not to cry out in pain and Bian began to scream. Voldemort smirked at her, began to move closer to her, but I groaned and blocked her with my body.

"She has nothing to do with this sir, please leave her alone and do whatever you want to me."

He let out a dark laugh and picked me up again. His dark red eyes stared straight into mine and I didn't dare look away. He smirked at me and got extremely close to my face.

"I want you to kill Albus Dumbledore or I will kill the one person you love most; Harley."