Falling In Love With A Slytherin

Chapter 13

Elizabeth's POV:

September 25. The worst day every year. The day that makes me absolutely miserable. My mother's passing.

Past

"Mom dinner is almost ready!" I yell out from the front door.

I see my mother hanging clothes out on the line.
She turn her head and face me. Giving me her brightest smile.
"I'll be right there, my darling."

I smile back at her and went back inside checking on our dinner. A few more minutes , the stew would be perfectly cooked.

I decide to start setting the table. Grabbing the plates, utensils, and cups out of the cupboard.

All of a sudden my mother comes rushing inside and immediately locks the front door. Panic was all over her face.

"Mother, what's wrong?" I rush over to her.

She grabs my hand and leads me to the back closet. Shoving me inside as much as possible.

My heart starts to race and I could feel myself getting scared.

"Mom. Please tell me. What's going on?" I ask her one more time with tears forming in my eyes.

She gives me the look of sadness and tears were already rolling down her cheeks. She gently caresses my cheek.

"I want you to know that mommy loves you so much. That you mean the world to me and you are my everything. You are my life."

I grab her hand.
"Why are you telling me this? Why am I in this closet?"

"Promise me, that whatever happens, you don't come out of this closet at all. You understand me?" She tells me in a very serious tone. I slowly nod.

Just as she finish telling me, a huge bang comes from the front door. Repeatedly.

Her eyes widens.

"Mom. Whose that?"

"Remember what I told you. Stay here and don't come out, no matter what. Stay quiet." She starts to sob.

"Mommy loves you my darling." She kisses me on the cheek and closes the closet door. Leaving me in the dark all alone.

I hear the front door break open.

"Amelia Swan the your time is up. Have you made your decision? The Dark Lord doesn't like to be kept waiting?" I hear a male voice talking to my mother.

The Dark Lord? Who is he?

"I will never join. I will never become one like you, a Death Eater!" I hear my shout out furiously.

"Tsk...tsk...tsk. What a shame. You would've been a perfect addition. But you made the wrong decision. The Dark Lord doesn't like people denying his offer. He would be absolutely outraged." The man says to her in a dark tone.

"Well I'm sorry. I have my decision. Tell The Dark Lord my apologies. I will not be joining."

"Well then. Since you confidently told me. Then I have no choice than to kill you, my dear."