Death Eaters

A month has passed since Malia has been recruited to become a death eater, a month has passed since her best friend was murdered right in front of her. Lets just say a lot can happen in a month, now Malia has to get her morals in check while still maintaining a perfect school life and death eater life.
Editing by @ Nightshadecreepypasa
//Sequel to Malia Black//


7. Chapter 7

Malia's POV


"Not dead? Like what, your the next Harry fucking Potter now?" I snapped, punching the wall behind me hard. This action shook Cora to the point where she became more skiddish and jumpy then she already was.

"Let me explain Mal" She said quietly 


We both sat on the bed and she ate her small hunk of cheese before continuing, she was a little shaky as well.

"Well when they hit me with the curse, it didn't actually hit me. It hit the floor near me. The reason I passed out was the backlash from the curse. People thought I was dead so when the house elves came to collect my body they noticed I still had a very faint pulse. They are very kind, they took me in and hid me in the dungeons this whole time. I wasn't allowed to come out much, and since the Malfoy's find the house elves to be scum, no one ever came down there. The elves snuck me scraps of food and they would sometimes have water to drink too. They really don't get treated right and it really breaks my heart, anyways as I was saying; one of the elves managed to steal a blanket from your bedding so I wouldn't be cold while I healed. Eventually I was healed enough to start walking on my own, so I started to steal my own food. This also made simple tasks like going to the bathroom easier. However with moving in the shadows came close calls, I almost ran into Draco a couple times, I'm still getting used to the whole elf tunnels around the manner, and I guess this is how you seen me." She finished. 

I just sat there for a minute imagining poor weak little Cora, in the cold dungeon alone with no one but the house elves.

"And Draco, does he know?" I asked 

"No. He has no idea, I mean he almost caught me a few times but I had to hide away. I couldn't bring myself to face him, he hurt me. hitting me with that spell made me realize how much he didn't care. To be honest with you I wanted to die right then and there." Cora said, tearing up. I embraced her in a tight hug but then quickly weakned my grip after noticing how much she was shaking. 

"I still can't believe he did that too you. He's such a fucking piece of shit prick" I said 

"Do you have a wand?" I asked suddenly.

"No, mine is at Hogwarts with my trunk and stuff" Cora replied gravely. 

Before I could respond I heard someone walking towards my bedroom. Before I could even hint to Cora to hide she was already up and hiding in the elf door. 

My bedroom door swung open and I seen Draco yet again.

"Who were you talking too? Was it Cora? Has she finally decided to reveal herself yet?" He asked looking up at the celing and then from wall to wall.

"Draco your a fucking idoit. I was on the phone with a friend of mine, see" I said showing him my cell phone. 


"A friend"

"Okay well I didn't know you had any of thoes"

Cora's POV


The tunnels are very dusty and smell awful so I use as much of my strenth as possible to not sneeze. I listen in a little bit on the conversation between Malia and Draco. Malia seems so annoyed with him and he seems off as well. However , hearing his voice and just the thought of him raising his wand and torturing me makes me shake and squirm. I start to feel very uncomfortable and I want to leave. I turn to go then I hear something I thought I'd never ever hear.

"Draco please your being dramatic" Malia snapped

"I am not, I miss her Malia. You have no idea. I wish I could get my hand on a damn time turner if I could, I would go back and save her. But I can't. You were right, she's dead and it's all my fault." He said breaking down.

Tears started to sting my eyes and as I went to wipe them, I accidentally tickled my nose. I let out a very loud and obnoxious sneeze.

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