"I want to go home." I cry. "Please, I cant take this anymore." I beg. "No way! You are my play toy." Lacey grins. Sitting down beside my bloodied body. "Kill me then." I whisper. The first week I wanted out, the second week I wanted someone to save me, the third week I didn't care, the fourth week I want to be dead. "Let's gossip. Like old times!" Lacey smiles. "What do you want to know?" I croak. She does this. She will sit beside me and ask me questions, even if she knows the answer. "So, your love life? Still not existent?" She asks. "No." I sigh. "No?" She seemed shocked. "I have a boyfriend." I reply dully. "What is he like?" She asks. "Amazing. He was so caring. First day we met he offered me a job at a jokeshop with his twin. He is funny, romantic and good looking, if I do say so myself." I smile slightly, but snap out of it. No way will I tell her anything else. "What about you?" I ask when she opens her mouth to say something. "Im not sure. I met another Death Eater. His name is Draco Malfoy. We are a lot alike, but he doesn't want to be a Death Eater. Shocked me, such a good actor." She goes on, spacing out. For a split second I felt she wasn't doing this on her own. Maybe she doesnt want to either? My thoughts questioned each other as I mentally tried to figure her out. "Why did you take me?" I blurt out. She doesn't answer, only gets up. "Was it that Weasley twin?" She asks. "What?" I question. "The boyfriend." She explains. I dont answer, she leaves quietly. "Don't touch him!" I scream as long as possible. More tears fell from my face, "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I groan, hitting my head against the wall.
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That's Not Who I am
FanfictionWhen Hermione finds her twin sister, she is excited. It only offends her when her twin sister falls for one of the red headed twins. "Evangeline?" My voice was cold, questioning. "That's not who I am, anymore."
