𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 & 𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚜 ||𝙳.𝙼 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌||

Chapter 61 - The 6th Year

I wore the outfit, that would've definitely enraged Draco. It went to my mid-thigh and the skirt perfectly gripping my curves. I had changed my hair to blonde unlike I had before my curse broke. My wavy hair now flowed and went till my waist, making it look like a river of gold was flowing on my back. I had a winged eyeliner on, some blush and lipstick on. The makeup hiding my dark circles and puffy eyes, perfectly.

I entered the train not wanting to sit with the trio, but ended up sitting, as I didn't have anywhere else to sit.

"So, what was Draco doing with that weird looking cabinet?" Harry asked while I was reading.

"What cabinet?" I asked looking up at them.

"In Borgin & Burke, he was touching some cabinet" Ron replied and I went back to reading.

"And who were all those people?" he asked again.

Death Eaters.

"Don't you see? It was a ceremony, an initiation" Harry completed, I was about to blow up again, when Hermione chimed in. I folded my hands into fists, nails digging into my palm.

"Stop it Harry. I know where this is going" she said shaking her head and I looked up from my book.

"It's happened. He's one of them" Harry said and I looked at him with wide eyes.

How does he know?

"One of what?" Ron asked from beside Hermione.

"Harry is under the impression that Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater" Hermione said looking at me.

"W-Why would you think that?" I asked swallowing thickly.

"What would You-Know-Who want with a bloke like Malfoy?" Ron said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes.

"Then what was he doing in Borgin & Burkes? Browsing for furniture?" Harry said sarcastically and I was about to speak when Ron cut me off.

"He's a creepy bloke and it's a creepy shop" Ron said while I was totally distracted.

"Liv, you might know something. You met him yesterday" Harry said looking at me, while I stared into oblivion.

"Liv" Ron said shaking me.

"Yes?" I asked snapping out of my thoughts.

"Do you know what he was doing there?" Harry asked and I shook my head.

At least I wasn't lying. I actually had no idea what he was doing there.

"Look, his father is a Death Eater. It only makes sense" Harry said and I lost it.

"Oh, so now you're judging him on the basis of what his father did? It will not take you long enough to get to mine, would it?" I said angrily. The nails digging the flesh off of my palms, blood seeping through it.

"You're still defending him?" Ron asked in disbelief.

No one knew what was happening under the book.

"You all don't know Draco like I do, so-" I said and Harry cut me off.

"I need some air" he got up and left.

"Liv-" Hermione said and I stopped her with my palm in the air. Her eyes went wide, when she saw my hand.

"Not a word" I said staring at the door.

"I need to use the loo" I said with tears in my eyes. I got up and went the same direction Harry did.

I needed to get it out. All of it. Maybe I should just see him. He has seen me at my worst. He has seen me vulnerable. He is not new to all of this.