Lia Kim is in her fourth year when she finally returns to Hogwarts. She is received with open arms by everyone, expect her own house who fears her status and despises her alliances. Especially one particular Slytherin can't seem to stop bothering he...
That night Lia had snuck into my room. I had woken up in the middle of the night to find her laying beside me, her now black hair sprawled out around her like a tainted halo.
She had deflected any of my inquiries the next morning, saying she just "felt like sleeping there".
For me it was a cry for help. She seeked closeness, comfort, even in this apathetic state of hers.
I wanted to invest all my energy into answering that cry for help yet I soon discovered I was just as helpless as she was.
Only a few days after my birthday my aunt had brought me to him.
The dark lord had chosen me for the most important task. To kill my Headmaster, the most powerful wizard of probably all time, Albus Dumbledore.
He had chosen me to become a Death Eater, put his stamp on me. He owned me now.
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And there was absolutely no one in the world who could help me. It was something I had to do alone or otherwise I'd be killed, so much they made clear.
After I had gotten the news I had run home and spent about an hour throwing up. My mother was nowhere to be found. She was probably hiding somewhere, crying as she has been doing so often now.
Lia eventually joined me in the bathroom. She had sat down silently, seeming to be bored by my turmoil.
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Eventually I looked up to her, all colour having left my face.
She raised a single eyebrow at me before sighing,
"That's really disgusting," she proclaimed, pointing her chin at me.
I continued throwing up and she stayed with me.
"Did they finally tell you their plans?" she asked after I had somewhat calmed down, my back laying flat against the cool room of the bathroom.
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"You knew?" I asked, my throat hoarse.
She hummed,
"I offered to do it but they don't want me back at Hogwarts,"
I looked up and furrowed my brows,
"Why would you offer that?" I asked. She studied my face for a while and I could tell that she was looking down on me.
"Because you are not up for the task," she explained. That sick feeling rose up in my stomach again but I swallowed it down, focusing on the coolness of the tiles against my skin.
"Can you promise me something?" I asked after a while, my breathing somewhat even.
"No," she said but I clenched my jaw ignoring it.
"Please keep my mother safe while I'm gone," I asked. She scoffed,
"It's your mother who keeps you safe, Draco. I don't know what makes you think she'd need protection," she said with a roll of her eyes.
"She's falling apart by the second. Please, Lia, do this," I begged as I sat up, looking deep into her cold eyes.
She glared at me as if she couldn't understand why I would ask something of her. She probably didn't.
"Why should I?" she hissed.
I sighed, letting my forehead rest against me knees.
"If not for-"
For me, I thought desperately.
"If not for her then for loyalty. We've been keeping you alive so you owe us," I said, the words tasting like poison on my tongue.
Lia looked deep into my eyes for a long time and I couldn't tell what she was thinking until she nodded slowly, making me release a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Thank you," I said before closing my eyes and laying down on the floor again.
A heard some shuffling and suddenly Lia was laying next to me, looking up at the marble ceiling.
"What are you going to do about it?" she asked, referring to the task I've been given.
I sighed heavily and closed my eyes, not wanting to think about it,
"I've come as far as vomiting my guts out," I sighed.
She laughed and took my hand in her own, making the corners of my mouth turn upwards for a split second.
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"This house is going to be really boring without you," she said as she scrunched up her nose. My heart did a flip but I ignored it.
"Why wouldn't they want you at Hogwarts? With you there he'd be..gone...in the matter of seconds," I asked desperately.
She rolled her eyes,
"Same reason I wasn't supposed to kill my dad or see my grandmother. If an emotional trauma, like the death of my brother, could diminish my humanity another one could bring it back. Its a push and pull and Hogwarts is a place full of people and memories filled with emotional baggage. Someone can only repress so much..." she explain.
My breath stocked as I realized what she had just said. There was a chance to get her back..
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