Malia Black

Malia Black is always compared to her mother Bellatrix, they think she's going to turn out evil. Well they are sadly mistaken, but could they turn her into the monster she's trying not to be? What happens when she gets a crush, but not on someone you would expect...
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//Completed May 3rd 2016//

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16. Chapter 16

Malia's POV

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As soon as I got to Hogwarts I got off my broom and ran. I just kept running until I was at the castle. I slipped in through the doors and mumbled a slight inaudible string of curses under my breath. It must be like 1 AM, so everyone's sleeping and I'm out of my house after hours. 

I quietly put my broom into a nearby closet, I can get it in the morning. 

As I am leaving the closet I swear to god I felt something move behind me, but when I looked behind me I saw nothing. I took a deep breath in and let it out again, it's just my imagination. As I turn to walk away I hear Filch a corridor over. Fuck. 

I run towards the broom closet and realize after a few tugs that it's stuck. Just my luck, right?

I can hear his footsteps getting louder and then before I can even move I have something thrown over my head and a hand over my mouth. 

"Stay still." The person who had their hand on my mouth whispered, barely audible. 

I did as the person said, watching when Filch turned the corner and looked around. I swear he looked right at me, but he walked away as if he just had a strange feeling. As soon as he left, I whipped around to see Ron. 

"Ron what how did you do that?" I asked, amazed.

"Uh...it's the cloak...it's a long story. Why are you out so late anyways?" He asked me. 

All the memories flooded in at once, Bellatrix, Voldemort, The weird tattoos they had, and Draco. The fact that he was there actually upsets me, I mean he's a dick but I can tell this wasn't his choice. 

The thought of it actually brought me to tears but I wiped them away. 

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" He asked, concerned.

"Nothing." I said quickly, turning and walking towards the dungeons.

"It's not nothing, Leah." He said.

"It's Mah-Leah. Ronald." I said with a slight smirk.

"Whatever." He chuckled.

"Why are you up so late too huh?" I asked jokingly.

"Honestly, I just wanted a snack." He confessed. 

"Are you serious?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

"No, I'm Ron." 

"Fuck off." I said laughing, and lightly punching him. 

After that, for about a minute it was dead silent as he stared into my eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked again, breaking me from my gaze causing me to jump a little bit. 

"Hm?" I asked.

"Well, your eyes speak louder than your facial expressions, and right now I'm getting a scared or sad vibe from them." He admitted.

"No." I said quickly, a little too quickly. I turned to leave but he grabbed my arm.

"At least let me walk you to your house, you could get caught without the cloak." He said. I nodded, too exhausted to fight back with a solid no. 

So then he walked me back to Slytherin, I mumbled a thanks and went through the entrance, up to my dorm, and then I crashed into my bed, falling into a deep sleep. 

 

 

 

 

 

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