A song I'd suggest to read this part of the chapter to
Song-wicked ones, DorothyCareful what you invoke. Some doors are meant to be closed. You may think you are doing something for a greater good. My question is; does the end justify the means?
Dani's POV
"Now go put on a show for Dumbledore. Make cousin Damien proud." He said like he was talking to a fucking dog. I grunted. "First I need to find all the idiots who were part of this and make a solid story. Problem with that I don't know where they are." I rolled my eyes. He chuckled."I'll give you hints, Malfoy is where books reside and Riddle where you can count stars." He ran his hand on his silk black shirt. I nodded displeased.
"Thanks." I muttered. He walked to my dorm door. "I'll meet you at midnight in the courtyard, to accomplish our little task." He purred opening the door. I gave him a sarcastic thumbs up.
He paused and looked at me grinning wickedly. "Make sure you go prepared to your first stop..." he trailed off smiling like a feline. What did he even mean? Prepared for what?
"Oh don't look at me with those pretty eyes, and...change those pants, they're ugly." He rolled his eyes and walked out. I looked at myself in the mirror. Bastard. He had a point and I hated him for that. I opted for a mini black skirt. Too short for my own good.
I walked out and made my way to the common room in hopes Nott was already there. He was outside waiting. "They aren't here either." He said shaking his head. "Well I have an idea where they are." I started to walk towards the library. I mean that's where books reside, right? I hoped. He followed me. "How do you know?" Nott asked.
Clearly I couldn't tell him. We had other priorities right now. If I told him he would lose focus. "Call it instinct." I muttered. The door was locked. The fuck?
"Alohamora." Nott spelled. We walked inside, I looked around carefully. I heard muffled noises and soft painful grunts. I rushed to that direction. Was Draco being hurt? What had Damian been talking about? Maybe he meant be prepared for danger! I ran behind the bookshelves in the restricted area.
Hermione was bent over a desk and Draco was fucking her with his hand covering her mouth. "Oh my God, Dani and fuck- Theodore?!"Hermione yelled. "Dani! Fuck!" Draco yelled walking away from her and covering himself.
I rolled my eyes. "Draco, Hermione, no one cares. Get fucking dressed! We have business to attend to." I said waving my hand at them. This was what Damien was saying. "Well this is a turn of events."Nott chuckled.
"We will be waiting outside. Draco you have one fucking minute to be outside." I snarled.
Nott followed me out. "I mean who would've thought. You think he will tell Pansy?" He asked. Clearly in the mood for gossip. I shrugged. "Not that I care, we have more pressing matters. But I think at some point he will." I shrugged.
"Where will we find Riddle?" He asked clearly annoyed just mentioning his name. "Astronomy tower." I stated. "I won't question why you know this." He rolled his eyes. I ignored him. Draco walked out fixing his tie and Hermione behind him her face red like a tomato.
"Please don't tell Pansy, it will be embarrassing." She whispered. I rolled my eyes. "I don't care enough to tell her, it's embarrassing enough how low your self respect is." I said and turned to walk off. "Come on Draco we have work." Nott said behind me. Draco stalled a bit whispering something to Hermione and then followed.
"Draco think quick we need an alibi." Nott nudged him. I chuckled. "Sure ask sex for brains for a plan." I rolled my eyes going up the spiral staircase. "Hey! I can very well think!" Malfoy replied.
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The Secret Slytherin Queen
FanfictionDani Silverclaw, is the daughter of Regulus Black. She goes by her mothers maiden name to hide the truth from her peers. She's popular and social, but she has a fear of love. She'd rather stay numb than feel. It's the only way to keep her self alive...