Darling • Fred Weasley x reader

Chapter fifty one

"Wake up now, come on." Bellatrix snaps and I do as she says, feeling someone's hands pulling me to my feet. I look at Draco and he gives me a look that says 'pull yourself together.'

I get the hint and do so, recognizing a blonde man who glares at me, to be Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy. I question his silence mentally, but answer my own lingering questions when I hear his laugh. It's identical to the one in the memory of my childhood that Dumbledore showed me months ago, far before Christmas.

I camouflage my nervousness under my calm expression I put on as I turn to the voice. The Dark Lord sits in a throne, emerald green undertones playing throughout the room. It's dark, eerie, and there's always a frozen breeze at my ankles that spreads throughout my body, leaving me with a never ending, unsettling, chill.

"It's come to my attention that you've sped up my timeline without permission. You should know I'm not fond of that, y/n." My stomach drops at the sound of my name coming out of his mouth.

"But, since you haven't acquired the rules yet, I'll give you this time." His snake like eyes flash a neon green. "I don't suspect we'll have to go over what happens after that." He steps off his throne and stops before me, looking down as he analyzes my face. "Yes, you'll be an asset worthwhile, I can see it already." He whispers, my face stays stone.

"You will return to Hogwarts, as if nothing happened, and if I hear of you telling anyone of this little encounter, I will not hesitate to kill anyone I am required to keep you in line. Including that red haired boy, so I'd suggest doing what you're required and spend more time around people that should be a good influence. Like Draco here, isn't that right?" He looks to the boy beside me.

"Yes, my lord." Voldemort's serpent smile grows at the response.

"And you will make sure they are doing everything they are required to, correct?" He looks to a cloaked figure in line with the rest of the death eaters.

"As you wish, my lord. I should fulfill what is expected of me." The monotone voice replies and I look to Draco for confirmation of my suspicions. He gives me a quick nod and his eyes linger on me for a second, obviously sharing the same fear.

I didn't focus for the rest of the exchange, but suddenly we are dragged out by our arms. My sight is filled with stars and I experience a wave of nausea. I grab onto the stone wall and I regain my balance.

"Welcome back." Snape says lowly, eying me and Draco, before walking away in a hurry, his black cape trailing behind him.

"Y/n, it's Hogwarts."

-The next day-

Last night, I saw Hermione and Ginny before bed and I immediately embraced them. They didn't understand my sudden affection and I didn't know why, but I came up with a believable excuse for the action.

I couldn't sleep well not knowing what happened in the three months I was gone. The most unsettling part is that they don't have a clue and I'm unable to tell them any of it. I can't risk them; I'm stuck and it's impossible to break free.

"Y/n, wake up! Breakfast is soon!" Hermione chirps, tying her tie with her usual perfectionism. After getting dressed, I gaze at her and give her a small smile. "What's put you in such a good mood this morning?" She questions.

"What do you mean?" I ask, opening the door for the both of us.

"Oh, nothing. I just mean you are usually, well, blunter. I don't know, it's probably just me. Let's just go." She brushes off quickly in a nervous manor that worries me.

Who the hell was in my place while I was gone.

In the Great Hall, I see everyone that I've been waiting to see, but my eyes specifically drift to Fred, who sits next to George, wearing an almost miserable expression. I take a seat beside him and he looks surprised for a second, his lips curling into a small, sweet smile.