I Solemnly Swear I'm Up To No Good {DracoMalfoy}

Azalea Shade is in her fifth year at Hogwarts, She was originally put into Gryffindor but was considered a threat with the powers she has, So the sorting hat moves her too Slytherin, The house she had always been obsessed with, but what happens when she gets too close too Draco Malfoy? Will this house make her evil? And what will happen when The Dark Lord takes an interest in Azalea and her powers, Will she become a death eater, Just like her beloved Draco.

{This Book Will Be Based Off The Fifth And Sixth Harry Potter Movies - Order Of The Phoenix and Half Blood Prince and maybe some of Deathly Hallows- but I will add my own things in}

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22. Chapter 22; Refusal

DRACO'S P.O.V

"Let me out of here! Where is everyone!" I hit my bedroom door with my fists in anger, my father had took away my wand and locked the door with a charm, "AZALEA!" I  shouted. The sudden thought filled my mind - they have hurt her, they have hurt her and I could never forgive myself. Then I felt something I had never felt before, tears, they were coming from my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. I wipe them away and pick up the wooden chair that sat by the unlit fireplace, I threw it at the door. It wouldn't work, I couldn't get out of this prison cell.

AZALEA'S P.O.V

The blood that was on my forehead had completely gone and the wound had disappeared, Magic I guess. But where was I? Why was it so cold? The last thing I remember was Lucius talking too me, then a very sharp pain at the back of my head, now I'm here? I sit up and focus my eyes too what looks like chains attached too my ankles - this was no problem. My hair turns icy blue as frost began too infect the chains; they soon broke. I rub my ankles too gain feeling in them again and make my way over too the door that stood in this cold damp room, I pull at the handle, of course it's locked. "Bombarda!" I shout and watch the tiny door explode into splinters. I am greeted by two death eaters "Hello." I smiled sweetly before striking one in the face with my fist, I didn't need magic for these cowards. My hair and eyes turn black, As I get one onto the floor, I turn as I dodge a punch and trip the other up, whilst they were recovering I took the opportunity too run, I ran bare foot up cold stone stairs and through many doors; I had no idea where I was or where I was going. My cold feet were keeping me on track of a corridor; there was a large door at the end, hopefully an exit. I ran straight through it and stopped dead in my tracks, I see Bellatrix, Narcissa and Lucius sat at a table. Shit.

"I knew it wouldn't take long for her too get out of those old things." Lucius scoffed leaning back on the chair, "Call for him." He glares at Bellatrix who reveals something like a tattoo on her forearm, I had learnt about these from Harry, every death eater had one; The Dark Mark.

"Can we not just let her go..." Narcissa wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "Tell The Dark Lord she escaped."

"It's too late for that..." A familiar voice came from behind me, There stood you know who; The Dark Lord himself.  I backed up slowly, A watch strands of my hair slowly start too turn snowy white, This color was exactly what Draco wanted too see... I guess he's going too miss the show. No, I can't let Voldemort know I'm scared of him. 

"AHHHH!" I scream as I fall on my hands and knees, my hair turns black and I slam my hands down on the concrete watching it break. I gasp,  I have never done this before, I watch it start too crack until it reached the pale feet that stood before we. I looked up at him and he pulled out his wand. "What do you want?" I say, loosing my breathe. My ears then fill with more familiar noises - I turn too see a small cage, inside that cage sat two dragons. I get up off my knees and run too it, as soon as I touch it, red light enters my veins. "It's cursed." I whispered too myself.  

"I'm guessing your a smart girl... You can figure out what I want." His cruel voice spoke.

"You want my dragons..." I turn too him. 

"Not exactly yours, I want you too make me more so I can call them my own." 

"No." I say, I reach through the cursed cage as it doesn't effect me in the slightest and claim my dragons, Thank god Balerion is alive, but who gave him too Voldemort. I feel something dig into the back of my neck. "Get your wand from my neck." I say slyly turning too him, Balerion and Viper sit on each shoulder. "Before I snap it."

"Little girl..." He growled. "You follow my orders... I make you a death eater." 

"I don't want too be part of your pathetic army..." I don't know where this courage came from but The Dark Lord didn't seem too scare me anymore - instead of hurting me with his power... he was craving mine. 

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