I felt light-headed and dizzy. Walking on shaky legs, I walked, looking for either the killer or the killed. I didn't make it five steps before my legs gave way from under me, and I swallowed bile. "Just because there's blood on the floor doesn't mean someone's dead. Maybe Grandma had a party and somehow everyone bled. Or maybe it's not Grandma dead." I knew that, in my heart, that wasn't true, and the tears that have been plaguing me, threatening to spill, finally slid down my face.
After several deep breaths, I manage to compose myself. "Draco," I call weakly. "You might want to look at this."
He walks in and inhales sharply. "Merlin's beard,"
I nod, tears falling yet again.
Draco's eyebrows scrunch together. "What's this?" He bends over and picks up a piece of paper. "My word." He whispered.
I leaned over his shoulder and read it.
DID YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE LET YOU OFF THE HOOK THAT EASILY? NO? GOOD. I START WITH MARI, AND I AM SLOWLY GOING TO KILL OFF THE ONES YOU LOVE. UNLESS YOU ADMIT TO BEING THE CAUSE OF HARRY'S DEATH IN THE BURROW. SEE YOU THEN.
It didn't take a genius to figure out who G. W. was.
Sorry for the shortness! This is kind of a filler... I hope I can update tonight if not I will twice tomorrow!