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Chapter Five

Chapter Five

~~Scarlett's POV~~

I shot up straight in bed, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Looking at the items surrounding me, I started panicking. Where am I? I didn't succeed. This is it. I'm done, he's going to kill me. No, no, he's going to kill Draco. Covering my wet face with my hands I let the tears fall freely. Wapping away the tear, one after another, I looked around the room once again. As my eyes grew used to the darkness, familiar objects began to appear out of the gloom. This wasn't a prison. No, not at all, this is my room. My dormitory at Hogwarts School. Taking a deep breath, I began to relax into my mattress, slowly closing my eyes. The second my eye lids shut leaving me in blackness, the scene came back... I could feel the air being sucked out from my lungs, the atmosphere becoming more and more compressed.

He was all I saw, the boy at his feet rested in a pool of fresh blood. My heart stopped as I stared at the scene, unable to move. The platinum-haired boy shifted slightly in the dark.

"Crucio," The Dark Lord's face twisted into a sickly, happy smile as he held his wand. Laughing at Draco's pain.

Screams filled my ears, my heart fought against my chest clawing to be free from this. I watched him wither in pain.

Forcing my eyes open, I struggled out from under the blanket covers, racing to the window. With one swift movement, I flicked the latches to the side and pushed the glass up letting in the cool air. Taking a breath of fresh air. It was clear to me now that I won't be able to get any more sleep tonight.

Thump, thump.

"Scarlett, are you alright?" His voice rang from the other side of my door. "Scarlett," His soft, velvet voice full of concern.

"I'm fine, Draco."

Waiting for hours to pass I soon gave up, leaving my dormitory.

Talking a seat on the doc of the black lake recalling every word my father said. I've done one of the two things that I have been ordered to full-fill. Now how to complete this mission, this near to impossible mission. Murder isn't what I do, that's my father's department, not mine. I felt a sea of anxiety deep down. Kill or be killed. Those were the choices. Starring onto the great lake, trying to push the memory aside I focused on the small details. The sun casting a light glow onto the body of water, turning it to a brilliant shade of orange. Resting my head against a pole, letting the quiet calm my nerves.

Maybe I could get some sleep here, I thought. Slowly my eyelids fell, wrapping me in darkness.
Darkness, that was all that awaited me. No nightmares this time.

I was wondering through the forbidden forest, making my way around the un-walked woods. Finally spotting a familiar spot of white hair...

"There you are!" He laughed. "I thought I had lost you, Scar!"

Walking over to me, wrapping me up in his arms he planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"Where almost their," He turned around but not before flashing me a smile and giving my hand a squeeze. 

Intertwining our hands with each other. Leading me forward he pushed through a row of bushes revealing the beauty that lay behind it. At the bottom of the hill, a small creek flowed through a series of moss and lichen covered rocks. Low trees hung overhead allowing only faint shimmering green light to penetrate to the forest floor. In these beams of light, brightly glowing dust and pollen swirled suspended as if in some thick liquid. Butterflies danced across the water drunkenly as dragonflies darted to and fro chasing mosquitoes. The water trickled between the rocks as quick little fish of various colours kicked their tails upstream. The water, you could see the rocky bottom, colourful fish filling the pond, buzzing around in the water. Small magical creature drifted around, lighting up the dark sky.