• Part 18 - Trap door •

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"Who wa' that"

"Firenze"

"Ahh good man he' is"

I was pissed.

We almost were killed all for some stupid detention.

Draco came up to me and hugged me tightly.

"Are y-you alright Lydia!"

"I'm fine"

"Your eyes their still red"

"R-red?!"

Ron and Hermione looked at me shocked.

"That's amazing, I've read about coloured eyes-"

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT MY EYES YOU STUPID TWAT, I WAS NEARLY TAKEN AWAY BY MY FATHER!"

Hermione's eyes welled with tears.

"Now now Lydia no need to raise yer voice"

"Yes there is!!! Do you know how much danger you just put me, Draco and Harry in!"

"Well er...um"

Draco then held me back,

"Take us back! Right now or my father will hear about this"

"Y-yes"

———

Me and Draco headed back to our dorms.

It had been a huge fail.

And I'd seen my father.

But for real this time.

Not In a dream, my head was flooded with fear.

———

As I was walking back to the common room after my classes I noticed the trio looking suspicious so I decided to listen in.

I hid behind the wall,

"But with dumbledore gone-"

Suddenly Hermione was cut off by the disturbing voice of Snape.

"Now what would three young Griffindors such as yourselves be doing inside on day like this?"

Hermione stuttered for an excuse but failed,

"Now be careful, people might think your...up to something"

And with that Snape stormed off

"Now what do we do?!"

"We go to that trap door...tonight"

And you'll be joining them.

Fuck.

———

I didn't tell anyone about my little adventure it was too dangerous.

I couldn't believe I had to do this.

I couldn't let my father take me away.

I remembered what Dumbledore had said to me the day I first met him...my father wants to turn me into a killing machine?

I f only I really knew what he meant by that...surly I wouldn't actually be killing people? Right?...

I made my way to the Griffindor common room, but made sure to stay hidden so the trio didn't see me.

I also wore all black, to blend with the shadows.

It was no joke that Harry had an invisibility cloak but I managed to follow the movement censored flames that lit across the wall when someone walked bye.

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