Finally a new chapter! I hope you'll like it.

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Chapter Four: "If that is the Dark Lord's wish -" - Part one


"Draco, Draco..." The woman said playfully, sitting next to the opened window. "Your father would be so disappointed if he knew where you are now. And my stupid sister Cissy..."

"My mother knows where I am. What’s wrong with that?" Draco said unaffectionately.

"And these filthy muggles changed you too," continued Bellatrix, as if she didn’t hear what Draco said. "That is not the way you should talk to your aunt, Draco."

"I am sorry, aunt," he added ironically. "Why did you decide to visit me here, now?"

"I would have talked to you earlier, but you were busy whispering something while you were asleep. The Dark Lord must have sent Nagini to you."

"You know about that?"

"Did you think Severus was his only favourite Death Eater? Of course he told me. But I can’t watch my Master waiting for you anymore. Are you going to come with me willingly or not?"

"I think you know the answer," said Draco coldly.

"I thought you would say that," said Bellatrix disappointed. "Imperio!" She shrieked.

A silvery light shot Draco in the chest. Now, you are going to come with me, said Bellatrix’ voice in his head. He made a first step, every single part of his body hurting. He could see Bellatrix laugh like a mad five-year old. No, he thought. I won’t come.

She stopped laughing. Draco felt like everything was back to normal. He did it. He fought the Imperius Curse. "Now, where were we?" He added, smiling sweetly to his aunt.

"The Dark Lord was right," she muttered to herself. "You really are getting stronger," she added, now looking at Draco. "The Dark Lord told me to be careful. But I have another option if you still don’t want to come with me. What do you say if I will bring here the whole muggle family? It is still Christmas, after all. Everyone must be together. I could kill the mudblood’s parents and torture her. Wouldn’t that be pleasant to watch?"

Draco felt as if she had thrown a knife through his heart. He couldn’t even think about that. His only friend being tortured... Or were they just friends?

Bellatrix looked satisfied. "Don’t tell me you actually feel something for... them. Your parents, or your father, didn’t raise you like that. You don’t -"

"Fine," Draco interrupted her all of a sudden. "I’ll come," he said, quickly scribbling something on a piece of parchment.

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"Does Draco always sleep for so long?" Mrs. Granger asked affectionately. She really seemed to like him.

"Um... I don’t think so. I mean, I don’t know," Hermione said unsure. "I’ll go upstairs and see if he’s still asleep."

She got upstairs carefully and gently knocked on the door. No answer. It looked like he was still sleeping. She wanted to go back to her mother but she couldn’t stop herself. She had always wondered how Draco looked when he was sleeping, so she poked her head in and... nothing. Was he in the bathroom? The girl glanced at the opened bathroom door. He was gone.

She wanted to run downstairs to her mother, but she noticed the presence of a small piece of parchment on the bed.

Don’t go looking for me, please.

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There's also a tiiiiny problem. I don't think I'll be able to post the next part in a week, because I'm in some school project with kids from Italy and I'll be busy all week. Buuuut I'll post more as soon as I can.