Lorraine Winters was born into a secretive death eater family. They were known for being spies for Voldemort and so far no one on the outside knew. She was the youngest to wear the dark mark on her arm, having gotten it when she was a year old. When...
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WORD COUNT: [2008]
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"Lorraine!" Harry called to the girl as she was about to walk out of the arena. She smiled at the boy and let him catch up to her as she walked. "Gryffindor's having a celebration tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to come?"
Lorraine sent him a thankful smile and answered, "Thank you for the offer, Harry. I'll be there, I've just got to congratulate Cedric."
"Great! I'll wait outside the common room for you then!"
The boy ran off excitedly and Lorraine watched his figure as it continued to get smaller and smaller. Maybe she'd have to compete in the Triwizard Tournament if it would make her that excited.
"Lorraine," Draco greeted as he caught up with her, walking beside her. She let a smirk grace her face as the thought of him as a ferret was brought up in her mind.
"Recovered from that embarrassment yesterday?" she teased, glancing at the boy as he glared at her. "I have to admit, you're much cuter as a ferret."
"I'm not aiming to be cute, Lorraine," he snapped with a roll of his eyes.
"You're right. Petty is much more your style, isn't it?"
"I see Potter and Diggory rubbed off on you."
"I'm my own person, thank you. They haven't changed me one bit."
"You've been smiling more," Draco pointed out, his expression softening. Lorraine hated when he looked at her like that—like she was anything but a death eater.
Like she was human.
Humans had emotion and she was trying her best to deny herself the luxury. It ensured she didn't feel guilt when she betrayed every living being she interacted with. Although she had long since abandoned the rule she set herself the moment she came to Hogwarts. She was, undeniably, terrified of what that would mean for her, but she didn't want to suppress her emotions any more. She couldn't.
She hated to admit it, but she was just as pathetic as Draco was at that very moment.
Lorraine sighed deeply and shrugged, "I don't know. The stupid gits are too good. I shouldn't be happy. People like me don't get to be happy."
"I know you seem to forget sometimes," he began, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close, "but you were roped into the cause long before you had a choice in the matter."
"You're so lucky, Draco," she whispered, leaning her head against his side. They were in the castle and she realised that he was walking her to the Hufflepuff common room.
What a gentleman.
"They have plans for me soon," he replied, his breathing growing shaky at the thought.
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