Bonded by Evil [COMPLETED STORY]

chapter twenty

Five days later
Alora Slater POV

"Alright, your boyfriend won't be there to save you this time if you screw up. Pick one, and do something, anything. Entertain me," Bellatrix groaned in my ear.

"Never call Draco my boyfriend. You, get up."

I pointed to a man wearing a baggy yellow shirt and jeans, they were soiled. He shook his head and his lower lip quivered as if we were about to cry.

"Now!"

He stood up slowly, holding on to the pipe he was chained to. I wasn't going to use the Killing Curse, I couldn't go that low. Maybe I didn't even have to kill him today, just seriously injure. I took a breath before pointing my wand directing at his chest. He was mumbling something, probably praying.

"Confringo!"

A jet of light erupted from the end of my wand and hit the man straight in the chest, exploding with a loud bang and following with a fury of flames. He man screamed out in pain, somehow this was harder to do than killing him straight away. After exactly six seconds of screaming, he stopped. He fell flat on his face and didn't move. I killed him. The flames disappeared on their own in a flash.

"Well that, was certainly worth the wait. Wouldn't you say so, Slater?"

My wand slipped from my grasp and clinked on the stone floor of the crumbling building. I blinked a few times before the man, to my surprise, started writhing on the floor. Bellatrix killed him quickly, but did not dismiss her approval from before. I'm not a killer, but I might as well be.

"I don't want to do that again."

"Pick one more, then we can go."

"Please..."

"Are you really trying to bargain with me? Would you like to feel what that man just felt, because it didn't look pretty."

I picked up my wand and pointed it forwards, not looking at who it was aimed at. Maybe it would be easier if I couldn't see if it was a little girl, or her mother. "They just got in the way of your practice, that's all." I kept thinking to myself, over and over.

"Depulso!"

There was a scream then a crack as someone's head smashed into the wall. I heard Bellatrix cheer which meant I did something right. I heard her playfully shout the Killing Curse for the second time today. I didn't look up from the ground, I didn't want to see who I just got killed.

"Now we can go."

I felt her hand wrap around my around and my feet lift off of the ground. Apparating after basically killing someone was not easy on the stomach, I felt awful when we touched the ground at Malfoy Manor. There was a meeting right now because Draco and I left for school tomorrow. Bellatrix left me in the sitting room, a chill went down my spine when I saw where I had been lying on the floor just days ago.

We were back a little earlier than anticipated, I guess she didn't think I would actually go through with it. To be honest, I didn't think I would either. I stood there, looking out of the massive windows that had been opened for the first time, replaying today's events. The look on the man's face as he burned alive, the sound of Bellatrix's laugh when she killed whoever the second person was.

God, I was so selfish. I was too afraid to get hurt again that I got two other people killed? It didn't matter if they were innocent or not, they still died because of me. And I was too proud to use the Killing Curse that I made them suffer more? What is wrong with me? Thinking about these things made my breathing and my heart rate get messy, so I tried to focus on something else.

I was pacing in the room while thinking about school when I heard a floorboard creak from behind me. I turned rather abruptly, I've been very jumpy lately. He ran a pale hand through his white hair and quietly apologized for scaring me. He took a few steps towards me, but I found myself stepping backwards.

He had been nothing but helpful this past week. I've been so through so much and he's seen parts of me I never wanted anyone to see... I can't deal with it right now. I don't want his pity and I wish he never walked in that room a week ago. Of all the people to see me sobbing like an idiot, it was him. I hated that it was him.

"They told me to come find you, the meeting is about to start."

"Thank you," I said, it came out as more of a whisper.

"Are you alright? I heard Bellatrix talking about what ha-"

"Draco, listen to me. I appreciate all you've done to make this easier, but this isn't going to be our thing. It's you and I we're talking about here, you don't care if I'm alright. School starts tomorrow and things have to be normal. You can't check up on me, you can't talk about this, we have to hate each other again."

"You're right, I don't care. I'm only trying to help you so you don't expose me at school. Oh... and Slater? I never stopped hating you."

"It's settled then."

I walked past him, trying my best to ignore the rush of emotions that just flooded over me. Slowly I was beginning to find my way around this place, I'd have it down in no time. Draco followed loosely behind me as I made my way to the meeting room.

And he did as I asked, he pretended I wasn't there. He didn't speak for me, he didn't check on me. This was how it was supposed to be, Draco and Alora, enemies for life.

The only thing that wasn't normal was that Draco actually did care if I was doing alright, he just would never let me know.