The Truth.

Chapter 27-Time's up

The rest of the afternoon I had spent anxiously waiting, not only for Dumbledore's and Harry's return but also my wonderful mates. Now, I stood beside Draco, excitedly shifting foot to foot. Ignoring Draco's smug look as my eyes stayed glued to the Vanishing cabinet door, impatiently waiting. I could feel my mates excitement through our bond, hearing the cabinets door clicking open, I waited anxiously. The breath froze in my lungs as Bella emerged, black smoke surrounding her. I barely noticed the other three, my gaze remaining transfixed on my beautiful mate. The corset she wore showed off her curvy figure but making her look as beautiful as ever. The urge to mark her reared forward, she smirked at me saying, "Hello muddy." In a blink, I was stood in front of her, my magic reaching out with hers and the next second my lips where on hers. Completely ignoring Draco's fake retching noises.

The world around me seized to exist when I was with Bella but the trance that I had fallen into was broken when Bella bit my bottom lip; licking the blood off my lip that she had drawn out, making me growl. "Later muddy. We have a task to complete." I pulled away but left my arm around my mates waist, and, turned towards Greyback and the two masked death eaters. The masked death eaters were looking away, Draco was intently inspecting an object in order to not look at me kissing his aunt and Greyback looked at us with boredom but eagerness. The air around us seem to thicken with apprehension and eagerness. My voice came out low and stern. "Are you ready?" Greyback went to speak but I cut him off, my eyes narrowed. "I wasn't talking to you." His mouth snapped shut with a snarl. He was a disrespectful to me and my mate, disregarding the wolf laws. That, and I just didn't like him. I looked to Draco and he stood tall and nodded in response to my question.

Casting a disillusionment charm over all of us apart from Draco, we set off towards the tower. Since it was late at night, there was no students or teachers in the corridors, at least in this part of the school. Draco went up the stairs and I took notice of Harry's scent, finding him hidden but he was not our target. I wanted to see how he would react. "Good evening Draco. What brings you here this fine spring evening?" Draco snapped out at Dumbledore. "Who else was here? I heard you talking." I could hear the slight shake in Draco's voice. Not of fear but the worry of failure. Over the years, I learnt more and more about Draco and could read him well. Though I knew Draco would not be the one to strike Dumbledore down today. He wasn't ready to take another life just yet. Dumbledore responded, "I often talk to myself. I find it extraordinarily useful. Have you been whispering to yourself Draco?" It was then Dumbledore tried to appeal to Draco. "Draco...you are no assassin."

Draco cut him off, angrily shouting. "How do you know what I am? I've done things that would shock you!" Draco's arm trembled in anger at Dumbledore's assumptions. Dumbledore didn't flinch as he listed off what Draco had done. "Like cursing Katie Bell and hoping that in return, she'd bear a cursed necklace to me? Like replacing a bottle of mead with one laced with poison. Forgive me Draco, but I cannot help feeling these actions are so weak...that your heart can't really have been in them?" I grinned as I stepped out of the shadows, de-casting the disillusionment charm. "No. But mine was." Dumbledore's head snapped towards me and hatred filled his eyes when his gaze landed on me. Dumbledore's eyes not only held anger and disgust, but pure fear. He knew his time was up. 

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