💫Darke💫 Magic

~17~

My head is pounding, feels as if it's going to explode, it just might. I groan, sitting up. I look over and see a bottle of liquid healing and a cup of water with a letter.

I open the letter. 'Hope you'll make it :) -L.P.'
LP? Who do I know?

Merlin, I can't think. I stand up and walk around for a second after drinking the water and taking the potion. I almost instantaneously feel better.

"Feeling ok, sweetheart?" A voice asks, I turn to see Lorenzo. Of course, Lorenzo Partridge.

"Better," I smile, walking up to him. He punched Adrian in the face. I lean up and peck him softly on the lips.

"Also," He smiles, "this came bye owl this morning," He hands me a envelope.

It's from Voldemort. I know it is. I can tell. I turn away from Enzo and open it.

'No distractions' is all it says. What does that mean? Enzo's hands lay gently on my hips. I turn around, smiling.

"Who was it?" He asks, pulling me closer.

"My Father," I smile a little to myself.

He hums into my lips as he kisses me. This is good for me. "You should eat," He smiles, grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers.

I blush a bit as he drags me down to the great Hall. We sit by Blaise, Draco, Tate, and Daphne Greengrass.

"Where's Riddle?" Blaise asks.

"Probably snogging Parkinson," I joke. Everyone cracks a smile. That's exactly what he's doing and we all know it.

Enzo lightly touches my thigh under the table, resting his hand there as we eat. Riddle rushes in, face red, and hair messy.

"They had fun," Daphne giggles. I smile at her as Riddle comes directly up to me.

"What?" I ask.

"Follow me," He orders.

"No," I argue, staying where I am.

Riddle glares at Enzo, who looks just as confused as I.

"This isn't up for debate, Darke," Riddle says seriously. Before I can agree, Enzo speaks up.

"Leave her alone, she wants to stay,"

I gulp, this isn't gonna end up well.

"What'd you just say to me, prat?" Riddle threatens.

"Riddle," I interrupt, "Tell me later."

"You're gonna regret that," Riddle scowls, walking away.

Enzo plants a soft kiss on my cheek. "Sorry," He mutters.

"Riddle is just an asshole," I smile.

Everyone stares dully at us. "Are you two dating?" Tate finally asks.

I speak before Enzo can, "yeah,"

Enzo looks over, smiling at me as he holds my hand again.

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I feel myself being dragged away, Enzo's hand still mine. We were just in the Hogwarts hallway. Now, we're in front of Malfoy manor.

I shrug. "Cissy!" I yell as I knock on the door.

Narcissa comes to the door, pale as a ghost, more pale than she usually is, which I didn't even know was possible.

She grabs Enzo and drags him inside. I follow after. As if under a spell, she takes him to where I know Voldemort is.

"No!" I scream.

"What the fuck is going on?" Enzo asks, confused.

Voldemort is gonna kill him. Tears fill my eyes and fall.

"Please don't!" I scream as the dark lord comes into my view.

"No distractions," He says numbly, "Avada Kedavra!"

Enzo's eyes keep mine as tortured scream escape his lips. I fall to my knees as he does. "I love you," He smiles, blood spilling from his eyes as green light over takes his body.

I go to hold onto him, but his ashes disappear from underneath me. "Morsmordre," The dark lord says calmly, I look down and see my forearm exposed.

It feels as if my crawling and I crumple into the ground, intense pain overtaking my arm.

I scream horrible screams until I see Mattheo's face, it's soft. A way he hasn't looked at me in a while.

"It'll be over soon," He assures.

I look back over to where Enzo used to stand.

"I love you too," I breathe.