to be or not to be| sixth year | draco malfoy

ring of fire

"caught in a crossfire."
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Me and Harry were now at the Weasley home sitting on a couch talking with Remus Lupin, Mr. Weasley and Nymphadora Tonks. We told them about the Voldemort situation.

"So, Voldemort has chosen Draco Malfoy for a mission?" Remus said.

"I know it sounds mad." Harry said.

"Has it occurred to you two, that Snape was simply pretending to offer Draco help so he could find out what he was up to?" Remus said.

"That's not what it sounded like." I said with a nervous expression. "Perhaps Violet's right, Remus. To make an Unbreakable Vow its—." Tonks got cut off.

"It comes down to whether not you trust Dumbledore's judgement. Dumbledore trusts Snape, therefore I do." Lupin said. Maybe he was right. I mean Snape was an undercover Death Eater.

"Dumbledore can make mistakes, he said so himself." Harry said.

"You're blinded by hatred." Lupin raised his tone. "It's not." Harry defended. "Yes, you are. People are disappearing, Harry, daily. We can only place our trust in a handful of people. If we start fighting amongst ourselves, we're doomed." Lupin said. Suddenly Tonks stood up from her seat and left the room and so did Lupin. I saw Ginny walking in so I got up from my seat and left the room as well.

I knew that Ginny and Harry had sort of a thing for each other now and I didn't want to be their third wheel. I went to the room me, Abigail, and Camille were sharing. It was a bit old-fashioned for my taste but I appreciated it deeply. I walked into the room to see Cammy and Abby talking. Once they noticed me coming into the room they looked at me with a smile.

"The princess has returned." Abigail said happily. I didn't feel the need to smile right now. I gave them a halfhearted smile before going towards my assigned bed. If Snape did truly work for Voldemort and he was just playing a trick on Dumbledore that means the man that I looked up to was a traitor. But Dumbledore wasn't stupid. And I never questioned the man's judgment once. But, Draco... was he really going through with this?

I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see Camille looking at me with a soft grin. "What are you thinking about?" She asked. I licked my now chapped lips.

"Do you really think that Draco would actually kill Dumbledore?" I asked. I see gears turning in her head. She hummed. "Maybe. But we don't know the kind of person Malfoy truly is. We only see the bitchy, cocky, muggle hating version." She said. If only they knew what had happened right before we left Hogwarts. He was somehow... nice to me. I then remembered that Snape mentioned a second task.

"When I was eavesdropping on Snape and Draco, Snape said Draco had a second task and he hadn't even attempted that one yet, he knew the reason why but the Dark Lord forbade him to say it." I said. Camille's expression changed quickly.

"A second task, if Snape didn't hint on anything about the second task it's probably a lot less strenuous and it's nothing we should worry about right now." Camille said reassuringly. But I couldn't help but worry about it more. I sighed before placing my head in my hands.

"You need some sleep. You've been up and at it all day." I heard Abigail say. I guess I'll try to get some sleep. I stood from my seat and left the room and changed into pj's. Once I was done I was walking back up to my room.

"Violet." I heard my name being called. I looked down the staircase to see Mr. Weasley signaling me to follow him. Where was he going?

I decided to follow him and we went outside and into a shed full of different trinkets. I looked around as Mr. Weasley did the same.