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

eighteen

"what are you willing to do?"
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violet pov

I was walking down the hallways of Hogwarts with Hermione, the holidays were over and we returned back to school. She was reading the Daily Prophet. Another Ministry member had disappeared. The sleeping had still not returned for me. I've noticed my skin getting paler and I was having trouble eating as well.

My mind was so stuck on other things my brain couldn't focus on sleep or eating.

"It's so easy for them to get you, Violet." She said. "You're bloody lucky you weren't killed. You have to realize who you are."

"I know who I am, Hermione." I suddenly raised my tone. The flash of irritation quickly faded and I frowned a bit. "Sorry." I said.

"Have you seen Draco lately? He looks a bit more ill, doesn't he?" Hermione asked, glancing at me. I shrugged my shoulders slightly. "I guess he does." I said in a hushed tone. I've been asking myself the same question for days now.

We suddenly passed by Lavender and Ron. She was holding onto his arm while he sat there uncomfortably.

"Excuse me, I have to go and vomit." Hermione said before walking another direction. I sighed.

*

Another day had passed and Harry told me that Professor Slughorn told Tom Riddle about a rare piece of dark magic but he was trying to find out what it was. I decided that I would go to Slughorn's classroom myself and ask.

I walked up to Slughorn's door and I knocked onto it. Suddenly I saw a tiny window in the door open and I saw Slughorn's face.

"Oh, my dear. Your brother and Ron are just in here please come in. We're having drinks." He said. Oh, so Harry already planned to speak with him. And I guess he asked the redhead, Ron, to join him. He opened the door to reveal Harry and Ron. The redhead was sitting on a couch with an empty wine glass and Harry had an empty wine glass in his hand as well. He gave me a grin as I walked into the room.

Slughorn closed the door and quickly scurried over to two bottles of wine. "I've had other intentions for these two but I think given the circumstances." He said before he gave me an empty wine glass.

"Vanilla or cherry, my dear?" He asked.

"Vanilla." I said with a soft grin. He picked up the left bottle and poured the slightly yellow liquid into my cup. He gave Harry the red wine and Ron the Vanilla wine. We stood in-front of one another before raising our glasses except for Ron, he just gulped down the liquid.

"To life!" Slughorn says with a grin. I suddenly see Ron drop onto the floor with a thud. My eyes widened. He suddenly began shaking and foaming at the mouth.

"Oh my Merlin!" I yelled out, dropping the wine glass onto the floor, making it shatter. He was poisoned. How?!

"SLUGHORN HAND ME A POCKET KNIFE. NOW." I said sternly. I turned to look at him to see that he held out one with a curious expression. I quickly grabbed it. " My blood will keep his heart pumping, but Harry I need to stop the poison from getting to his heart." I said before I sliced my hand open with the blade. Harry immediately runs to get some ingredients. Slughorn looked bewildered.

I winced in pain seeing blood fall from my wound. I kneeled down beside him and placed my palm over his mouth. He stopped foaming from the mouth but he was still shaking.

"I don't understand!" Slughorn said.

"Harry, hurry!" I yelled in a panic. Harry comes back over to us and I take my hand from off Ron's mouth, my blood smeared on his lips. Harry shoves the ingredients in his mouth and makes him swallow it.