"I was a fool to think I could ever stay away from you as a kid. Just a taste of temptation and you'll have its sweetness on your lips forever."
Draco Malfoy and Estelle Vaile were allowed to care about each other once. How long can you ignore the...
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❝This is what we were bred to do.
How foolish of you
to deliver yourself to us,
so very lucky for us.❞
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Chapter 24
Follow The Spiders
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Later that night under the cover of the cloak, the three of us snuck away to the grey stone hut that Hagrid called home. We made sure to wait until everyone had fallen asleep to slip out the portrait hole. On our way to Hagrids we passed nearly every teacher out patrolling the halls. They were all in pairs. Professors either had a prefect or a ghost marching alongside them.
The Chamber had unleashed far more than just a monster onto the school. It plagued the school with a clingy film of terror over everyone and everything. The forbidden hours to wander the castle had never been so lively or easier to get caught regardless of invisibility. Ron nearly gave us away when he stubbed his toe. Poor Professor Flitwick turned whiter than his collared shirt when Ron's pained cry echoed in waves through the empty corridor.
The only tranquil part of this night was the twinkling stars overhead unaffected by the horrors of the planet below them. We rushed toward the welcoming lights glowing softly through Hagrid's windows. Only after Harry knocked on the great door did the cloak finally come off our bodies. It was roomier without Hermione but I never wanted to sneak around the castle without her ever again. Hagrid kicked open the door, and the three of us had a crossbow pointed right in front of our faces.
"Merlin!" I squawked in a high pitched voice, "It's us! Don't shoot!"
"What's that for?" Harry breathed in alarm, but Hagrid lowered the weapon with a great sigh and turned around sharply giving the doorway enough open space to let us shuffle into the hut.
"Oh, nothing. I- I was expecting, ah...," Hagrid mumbled looking at the brutish crossbow in his arms warily until he shook his head and forced a friendly voice, "It doesn't matter. Come on in. I just made a pot o' tea."
We rushed into the hut more than willing to be away from the dangerous openness of the grounds. The warmth of the cozy hut washed over me and I felt soothed for the first time since seeing Hermione. My eyes were puffy and sore from crying but there was no denying it was my cat curled up on the rug near the fire. I frowned at the cat and quickly scooped him into my arms.
