Love and Black Magic

Chapter Thirty-Three: Andromeda Black

"Bellatrix," the boy muttered mysteriously.

"What are you waiting for, Snape? We have to go to physical training," said the girl, pulling a sharp knife from her robe.

Little Black opened her eyes with great fear as she paled and her breath cut, she felt as if her heart stopped for a moment and looked at Severus pleadingly as she began to struggle to let go.

Severus was speechless for a moment while his skin turned whitish, but he tried not to let go of the girl.

"No," the boy replied firmly.

"What did you say?" Bellatrix asked annoyed.

"The Dark Lord has not given that order," Severus challenged her seriously.

"An order is not necessary. All initiations are the same, do you no longer remember yours? From what I remember it was barely finished a few months ago," the girl said, waving the sharp knife in her hands.

"The Dark Lord has commissioned us that she has to be alive, my curse Cruciatus has left her too weak," the boy explained slowly.

"Are you sure? Apparently, she has a lot of energy," the girl pointed out when she saw that the young Death Eater kept fighting.

"Sure," the boy replied, nudging his friend, hitting her directly on the fresh mark she had just gotten. The girl fell to the ground because of the sudden blow but especially because the burning that had stopped a while ago went back to her forearm and it was when she began to doubt about Severus and remembered Frank's words about not giving confidence to Severus and he doubted whomever he claimed to be his friend, although it could also be to try to save her from Bellatrix's sharp daggers.

The little Death Eater's sister put away the melancholic knife and retired annoyed.

Severus and Calynn walked to a corner of the room where the boy decided to let go of his friend but pointed her at the wand immediately.

"One wrong step and you wish you weren't born," the boy ordered with his wand raised.

Was he really pretending? Why did Severus behave that way so real? Was it really necessary? What if everything is a trap? All those questions invaded little Black when she saw her friend behaving in that way as if he really was him, as if that really was her true identity, but something made her trust him, something inexplicable.

A few minutes passed where they were both in the dark hall of the huge mansion with the other young people who looked at them strangely. When each of the little Death Eaters stopped watching them, Severus gave his friend a sad and pleading look that only answered her with a slight smile. After a moment of waiting, the adults left the immense dining room where they had attended, most of the Death Eaters left with their children who, although they were wizards of the dark side they received them with sweet hugs, especially to the smallest, because in spite of everything they were their children. The little girl was surprised that her parents did not leave that dining room, but it did not bother her to wait any longer to know what was in store for her, separating from them did not bother her at all.

A few moments later the doors opened again and Druella and Cygnus came out accompanied by their leader. Calynn turned instinctively and watched them as she had never done, weak and sad without being able to avoid the look of fury that they both brought towards her, indicating what awaited her for the rest of the day.

"Death Eaters," the pale man called to all his followers with a smile on his face. "Tomorrow we will have some special guests to attend to, so at the moment practice your spells," the man mentioned. "And Severus, come here," the bald man said, addressing the boy who stopped pointing at his friend and headed to the huge dining room.