Chapter 9- "His Sexah Eyes"

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I don't actually know how long I sobbed in the forest, and slowly I felt my rage fade away, replaced by a melancholic sense of calm. I didn't think I could forgive him for this, but in the end, I still loved him more than anything. Eventually, I resolved to talk to him, and slowly stood.

As I turned back to the school, I saw a black figure weaving through tree branches. As the creature flew closer, I made out features. A broomstick first, then parts of the man riding it. His skin was pale grey and looked ice cold, his eyes were red, and his nose was reduced to two slits in his face. I started running before his name even formed in my head.

Voldemort.

Within a second, a spell streaked toward me, freezing me in place as I ran. I felt myself freeze and roared "Crucio!", barely able to flick my wand in his direction. The spell affected him long enough to cause him to tumble from his broom to the forest below, but he quickly recovered. Voldemort stalked toward me, looking me dead in the eye as he began to speak.

"Ebony," he hissed, "Thou must kill Vampire Potter."

With this realization, I almost felt my brain stop working as well. I thought of Vampire, our brief friendship, before looking to Voldemort and trying to steady my voice. "No, I won't." Fuck. My voice was shaking.

Coming right up to me, Voldemort demanded, "Thou will, or I shall kill your beloved Draco."

Shocked, I screamed in his face, "No! Never, you bastard!"

His thin lips parted in some semblance of a smile, and he pressed the cold metal of a gun into my hand. "Thou must kill Vampire, or you know what will happen to your beloved Draco."

Before I could react, he had climbed aboard his broom and disappeared among the trees, releasing me from his curse.

I collapsed in the foliage, unsure about what to do, the gun beside me. Eventually, I picked it up, and put in my garterbelt, so it would be hidden from view. The moment I had finished, I spotted someone else walking through the woods. I pulled out my wand as some means of protection.

In the fading light, I noticed Draco round one of the large trees. I sighed, thankful it wasn't a monster of some sort, and gave in to the relief of seeing him. I yelled for him to come over, and he turned and ran toward me.

"Ebony," he started saying, slightly out of breath, "I'm so sorry, but I swear Vampire and I--" He stopped when I leaned in and kissed him.

I leaned back and smiled, "I understand. I'm so sorry for my outburst earlier. I-I didn't know what to think and... you didn't deserve that." I stumbled over my words, remembering Voldemort's warning as I spoke.

Draco clasped my hand in his, and started pulling me back toward the school. "If I thought you were cheating on me, I would've done the same. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about our relationship before." The eyeliner on his face was dripping, as though he'd been crying.

I stopped us as we walked, and leaned in to kiss him once again, trying to convey all my love and forgiveness. We pulled back and smiled at each other, then walked back to the castle in comfortable silence.

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"Voldemort gave me a gun" is the best line of the century. Like imagine that shit. Voldemort handing you a gun. Fuck that's the best image. Will someone photoshop that for me?

Headcannon- The elder wand or whatever is actually just a gun