I Believe we Need to Talk [Scorp]

[.RAIDEN BRYAN NOTT !]

There were certain things that were considered inappropriate when one was part of a family that had a reputation. Those things included; talking to Gryffindors beyond the necessary and well mannered greeting [if you had any manners], associating yourself with Gryffindors [unless of course it had been planned as such], making friends with mudbloods and pureblood traitors, because they are to be viewed as filth and to talk to make friends with anyone with the surname Potter, Weasley and Longbottom. The last one was very important when one was related to or friends with the Malfoys, Lestranges, Notts, Crabbes, Goyles and any other family that had had a family member sent to Azkaban by the so called famous trio of Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. So needless to say when a certain rumour reached Raiden Nott’s ears he was not at all pleased and had sent an owl to his child hood friend to meet him in the common room as soon as possible.

Raiden couldn’t for the life of him understand how these rumours had originated and if he was supposed to believe them. It was trued that his long time friend, Scorpius Malfoy was acting differently of late, but Scorpius was different. He wasn’t terribly smart, but he didn’t need to be because he was a Malfoy and that made up for everything. There was also the fact that it seemed that Scorpius seemed to be distancing himself from Raiden. Though he could hardly say that was true, because they both had busy schedules. Malfoy a prefect for their year and Raiden a chaser for the Slytherin team, not to mention they both had very busy social lives that revolved around well socializing. Yet Raiden couldn’t help but wonder if what he was hearing was true. If Malfoy had in deed been speaking to one of the Potter children and spending time with him.

Seating himself on the chair in front of the fireplace he waited for his friend to make his way to the common room. Raiden had been waiting there for some time now and was getting slightly agitated. He couldn’t understand what could be taking Malfoy so long. School had ended twenty-five minutes ago. Even if he were on the quidditch pitch, which Raiden doubted he was Malfoy should have been in the common room by now. He had not seen any notice been put up for the prefects to meet anywhere, he had not heard any announcement either and he was certain that he had not seen any of the professors call Malfoy up in any of the classes either. It wasn’t that Raiden really worried of he had been called away by prefect duties. His concern was that Malfoy was keeping him waiting while he spoke to those that his blood and kind should not speak to and that annoyed him. Clenching his hand into a fist he played with his wand in the other and waited for the platinum blond to make an appearance.

[.SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY !]

Scorpius having just finished his meeting with the Potter and Weasley kids walked down into the familiar Slytherin dungeons. Even if the meeting had not gone as he had wanted, it was not untrue to say that it hadn't been so bad. He had after all for the first time openly spoken to the girl he had crushed on for the past three years. He rusted his hair back and opened his blue shirt as he got ready to enter the common room. But before he had time to say the password it hit him that he had another meeting tonight. With no other but his childhood friend Raiden Nott. Scorpius mentally beat himself for forgetting all about it. He already had enough troubles around his fellow Slytherins. This would look very suspicious. Plus Nott wasn't fond if he remembered correctly of been left waiting.

Or maybe that was his father. Scorpius shrugged it off quickly as he thought of a good explanation or a way to sneak off into his room. It was true that Scorpius had been avoiding him along with other Slytherins, he used to hang around with. More fore his father enjoyment that his own. Must of them only wanted to be around the blond boy, for his connection to the new Dark Lady. But since he had began becoming closer with the Potter, he knew it would be best to stay away from them. Knowing that if his plans worked, they would want his head on a silver plate, for getting friendly with the span of the infamous Trio. Inside Scorpius hoped that his friend had grown wary of waiting and had gone to bed. That would at least give him time to come with a good excuse for his absence.

But before Scorpius had any more time to think a group of Slytherins made their appearance. If he remember correctly they where third years that had practice for Charms today, they looked up at Scorpius strangely. Probably thinking he had forgotten the password. One of them tried to hide a small giggle, than only ended in Scorpius eying him dangerously. They spoke the password and entered the Common Room, followed closely by Scorpius. As they ran into their Dorms Scorpius looked around for his friends. To his horror he was sitting not far away, probably waiting for him. Scorpius cursed to himself, but nerveless began walking toward his fellow Slytherin.

Scorpius took a sit next to his, but not before taking a long breath and messing with his hair one more time. Hanging around with Potter was causing him to get the same bad habit. Fearing that Nott would catch his nervousness he placed his hand back down. "Sorry about that. I had." Scorpius stopped as he thought over something he could have been doing. He couldn't admit that he had been with Albus and Rose, Nott would clearly kill him for it. "A prefect meeting. I'm really sorry, I should have informed you about it." Scorpius looked away nervously fixing his eyes in one of the many green lamps around the room. Hoping inside that he had believed that bad lie, and that nott wasn't the type that looked around to see if said meeting had actually occurred.

[.RAIDEN BRYAN NOTT !]

Raiden pointed at the fire in the hearth with his wand and kept muttering things under his breadth, watching as the fire would jump every time he did as such or dance with the movement of his wand. Needless to say he was getting rather irritated with sitting and waiting. He didn’t care if Scorpius was the child of the so called Slytherin Prince, or the nephew of The Dark Mistress more than likely favoured by her for the very reason. These things didn’t matter to him at this point. He was a descendant of a long line of pure blood witches and wizards as well. The money kept in the Nott vault in Diagon Alley could rival the Malfoys to every galleon, as far as Raiden was considered the Malfoys had never been better than the Nott’s and Raiden would never consider Scorpius Malfoy his superior in anyway or form. They had grown up equal, they had grown up friends, and as a friend of Raiden Maccus Nott you should know not to keep him waiting.

Suddenly he heard a burst of laughter behind him, more the sound of a band of giggling girls and turned to find Scorpius making his way into the common room after them. He watched as his friend seated himself next to him and listened carefully to his excuse for being late. He also paid careful attention to the fact that the blonde boy seemed to have stopped for a moment before giving him the excuse of being at a Prefect’s meeting. Raiden kept silent. Not voicing the fact that he had seen no notice in regard to that and no Professor had pulled him aside in classes to advise him anything. He had previously come to the conclusion earlier that it was possible that someone might have informed him of a meeting when Raiden was just not around. So he would keep quiet for the moment, under the belief that his friend would not lie to him, until he could prove otherwise.

“That would have been the well mannered thing to do Scorpius, since I’ve been left waiting here like a fool for quite some time now, but I can understand that sometimes things skip ones mind.” Slowly he placed his wand in his pocket as he eyed his friend through the corner of his eye, looking for any movements that might make him believe that Scorpius didn’t feel comfortable being in this position. Any hint to show that perhaps the rumours he had been hearing might be true, though he had come here to hear his friend tell him otherwise. “I suppose you’re wondering why I asked you to meet me here,’ Raiden asked as he winked at a Slytherin girl who had been eyeing them for a while now, and watched as she turned a darker crimson colour and ran up toward the girls’ dorms.

[.SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY !]

Scorpius had always been very open to his childhood friend. When you were a Malfoy it was expected of you to chose your friends carefully. They one day become your strongest allies. But as they sat together in here, he knew that their friendship may come to a harsh end if he knew what Scorpius had been doing it. He had betrayed everything he had been thought about. He had informed Harry Potter of the plans Bellatrix had and spoken about his feelings to a Weasley. He tapped his chair awkwardly. Not sure of what to do or say. He was also very aware of Raiden's eyes on him.

Scorpius looked away as Raiden spoke. He couldn't help to feel bad for not informing his friend about his plans. Even knowing that he would never understand his intentions. "I'm sure it wasn't that bad. I had it much worse. Those Prefects rou.. meetings are very tiring." Scorpius heard himself laugh, but his voice sounded very distant. He began tapping his chair once more. He was ready to ask why he had been asked to come here. They shared most classes, both been from the same Year and House. It must be something important if he had not spoken about it in class.

But like he had read his mind Raiden spoke first. Scorpius returned his eyes to him watching as the Slytherin girl ran back to the Girl's Dorms. Scorpius couldn't help to smile slightly. His friend had always been very good with the ladies. It wasn't strange he was a good looker after all. He probably could get any person he placed his eyes on, if he tried hard enough. Scorpius knew he had blushed slightly at the thought. Maybe he shouldn't look at him much or he may end up saying something that he didn't wanted to.

"I must admit that I have a great interest to know what you may need that is so important for such a meeting. When you could just tell me in class or the corridors." Scorpius relaxed more on his chair. Wishing that he had something to drink. Walking up and down the Owerly had been very tiring. But he knew that doing that would just make him more suspicious. He began tapping once more, this time with his choes. Wondering what Rose was doing now. Probably back in the Gryffindor Tower, with her friends. Or already in bed, thinking about his words. If only he had been a Gryffindor pr a Ravenclaw like his sister. She would take more notice of him.

"But we must hurry this, I am pretty tired. Plus tomorrow we need to begin the preparations for the Dance. We Perfects need to be very allert on all that. If anything happens is our job to protect the younger students." The worse thing was that something would be happening. Something he wanted to stop with all his power. Raiden probably knew about Bellatrix's plans already. His family like his own had always been faithful to the couse.

[.RAIDEN BRYAN NOTT !]

Never taking his eyes off Scorpius except to give the appropriate and well mannered gesture of ‘hello’ to his peers in the Slytherin house that did so toward him, Raiden considered his friend. His searching eyes took note of how the boy seemed to tap on his chair rather awkwardly and very unlike how he would normally behave around his long time friend. His eyes lingered on the tapping for a moment before he turned his attention to the grey eyes that seemed to want nothing more then look in any direction than Raiden’s own eyes.

As Scorpius mentioned that the Prefect meetings could get rather rough Raiden merely nodded his understanding. He was still suspicious over the whole Prefect meeting, but his friend had yet to lie to him or he had yet to find his friend lying to him. There was always an odd honesty between the two of them since childhood. There were of course things that he would never tell anyone, but for the most part there was nothing that Scorpius didn’t know about him and there was hardly anything that Raiden didn’t know about Scorpius when they were growing up. Yet things had changed somewhere along the way and it seemed that their priorities were changing and the seemed to be drifting apart, even though it had been expected that they would be each others greatest allies.

Raiden watched as Scorpius’ grey eyes then seemed to follow the girl that he had more than likely given a whole week worth of gossip worth conversation to and then turn back to him and smile. There was a slight tinting on his friends cheeks but he figured his friend was merely still being a little bit shy in regards to the whole girl thing. Something that Raiden could not understand. The boy was attractive and he had to know that he was most certainly the desire of most of the Slytherin population, perhaps even to some that he would not consider it to be so.

He was grateful when his friend seemed to ease into his chair and become more comfortable as he went about informing him of how much easier it would have been had he just spoke to him during class or in the corridor. That would have been easier, but Raiden didn’t want anyone he didn’t wish to hear any of his conversation with Scorpius listening in and he was certain that the Slytherins were so full of being into themselves that they would not even worry the two boys sitting in front of the fire. “Well that would have been my approach were it a subject I felt could be trusted to be heard within the corridors of the Hogwarts Castle, however Scorp I’m afraid it isn’t and I promise not to take up more than the appropriate amount of time, he added in relation to his friend’s comment about sleep and the dance preparation.

[.SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY !]

Scorpius could not remember a time he felt more awkward in his life. Even his talk with Rose Weasley had been far too easy compared to what was going on. It was strange, he had for once known Raiden for most of his life. Since their childhood years, then here in Hogwarts it had grown even more strong. Yet Scorpius was sure that things will not continue to go so smooth for them. Raiden was loyal to the Dark Lady, he was sure of that. Scorpius in the other hand was not, he was helping the Order making them enemies, even if Scorpius did not wish for such a long friendship to end. But he feared that such thing could not stopped, the wave was on its way here. It felt so easy thinking about it, but once it happened it would be much worse. If only he could make Raiden view things from his point.

Scorpius nodded as Raiden responded to his question about not been called during one of their many classes together. His mind had wondered off again, quietly beating himself for it. In such moment he needed to get his full attention on his childhood friend. What ever the other boy said would be far too important to be ignored at the moment. His eyes traveled up and down the other boy, carefully not to thrown any attention to himself as he did so. He wanted to capture every movement made by him. Every things that would give out suspension or doubt about his words. He wasn’t a very good liar it would be long before Raiden found out. That’s why it was so important to keep his movements down, they could give out far too much.

“Understandable. But lets not keep this down any longer. What is the important reason that causes you to need to talk to me with such hurry.” Scorpius voice came cold, neutral. Hiding with all his will the fear that he was feeling at the moment. For once he was starting to think that his friend knew about what Scorpius had done. The letter he had wrote to Harry Potter, think in Hogwarts sometimes got out. No matter how hard you tried to keep them hidden. He had also written the letter in a far corner in the library, a place where anyone could have sneaked a look. It had been very foolish of him to pick that place, but now it was far too late for that. What was done was done, he couldn’t turn back in time. The first thing was to learn what Raiden wanted of him.

“You know you have me here on my seat, is something wrong? Don’t tell me happened to your sister?” Scorpius began lowering his voice slightly looking around the room. “Or is this about the mission Aunt Bellatrix gave me, you should know that I’m not allowed to talk about it.” That was probably the less likely thing that was going on. Nott was probably more informed about things that he was. Yet there was not loss on trying to bring that up. After all it could be a likeable reason for Raiden not wanting to speak about it in the corridors or some classroom. “But I’m sure you are already very informed about that.” Once more the coldness in his voice returned. It appeared everyone wanted to do it, but him. Yet he was the one dragged to lead them all in.

[.RAIDEN BRYAN NOTT !]

Although they were the longest of friends and had always been close there was a place somewhere within the depths of Raiden’s soul, if he did or could have one, had always held a jealousy toward Scorpius. Raiden always pushed himself further, tried harder, did everything to the best of his capabilities and were it counted it really didn’t matter for the simple fact that Scorpius was a Malfoy and he was a Nott. Although the Nott’s held the same standing in relation to wealth and had the same long line of heritage perhaps even older than the Malfoy’s, somewhere along the line where it mattered, the Malfoy’s had gained ground over the Nott’s and that meant that now in the eyes of the Dark Lady, Scorpius Malfoy was like the ‘Slytherin Prince’.

It had started with the now deceased Dark Lord, where Bellatrix had been considered his most loyal servant and because she was born a Black and her sister had married a Malfoy somewhere along that line Lucius Malfoy had stepped above Raiden’s grandfather and now that Bellatrix herself was in charge well there was no doubt that she would favour her nephew over a boy that was surely looked upon like any of the other Death Eaters that had been recruited even though Raiden hardly considered himself like any other person. He had the ambition and the drive and will that would surely only be a benefit for the Dark Lady, but what use could he be when she hardly noticed him because he was not her nephew and he was younger than all her other Death Eaters. This was something that always plagued Raiden’s mind and it was always with that thought in mind that Raiden pushed himself further than any other his age would dare go.

When Scorpius’ tone changed to a more cold and neutral tone, much more like the voice that he was use to Raiden eased slightly. It was more like the Malfoy’s holier than though attitude, that cavalier and arrogance so evident, where there was that belief that they were being forced to do something that they thought themselves too ‘good’ to partake in. It was the attitude that most Slytherins in the school walked around with, but only a few families perfected. Raiden didn’t mind the tone, in fact he preferred it. That was the tone he had grown up with that was the tone that he himself always spoke with and would only change according to circumstance. To him it showed that perhaps the whole situation had been misjudged.

At the mention of something happening to his own sister his eyebrow rose for an instance. Had Scorpius been the one that Nadine had been hearing rumours from? Had she perhaps spoken first to Scorpius before approaching her own brother? He could not dwell too long on the questions no arising in his mind because of the simple fact that Scorpius had uttered something and made Raiden immediately look around the Slytherin common room to ensure that no one had heard anything he had said. When his attention turned back to his friend he was caught off guard by Scorpius comment. It had been like his friend had placed a knife directly where his heart was believed to be positioned. He wasn’t allowed to talk about it. He was so special that there were certain things discussed merely with him and the Dark Lady. Scorpius Malfoy the ‘Slytherin Prince’. However just as quickly as he had plunged the knife into Raiden’s heart it seemed his friend just as quickly withdrew it with his last comment as he sat and waited for Raiden to reply.

“Nothing has happened to my sister,” he assured Scorpius before he continued, “and it has nothing to do with the fore mentioned plans, but I will not leave you hanging any further.” Raiden seated himself upright on the seat and was careful not to take eye contact off of him. “There are rumours that have spread all the way to my ears that are quite concerning, rumours concerning you.” He was careful to look out for any movement made by his friend or note of any change in behaviour. “These rumours say that you have been spending time with a Potter. I merely called you aside to here what you have to say for yourself regarding the matter.”

[.SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY !]

OOC: Sorry!

Scorpius heart had began to beat faster against his chest, he could help to feel slightly guilty of been sitting in here, before his log childhood friend. When you found yourself around people like that, people you were meant to be close to, you were expected to feel at home, feel confident. But Scorpius had none of those feeling left, there was only a shallow hole of guild between the two. He had never kept many thing from other people, he had always been to many an easy to read person, an open book as muggles may say. Yet in the past week he had found himself keepings things from everyone around him, Albus Potter someone that he had hardly just began to know, knew more than any of his friends and even most of his family. But this wasn’t his own fault, if they ever learned of what he found himself doing now, they’ll sure become rather unhappy. The last thing Scorpius needed on his back was his grandfather’s anger, it was not a pleasant sight to witness.

Now the guilt he was feeling did not come from the lies he was keeping from everyone else, but more importantly for Raiden. He had always known about how important was proving to himself to the Dark Lady. In his opinion it would have made more sense for Raiden to receive such an important mission. He would have been more gladly to accept such honor from his aunt than the one Scorpius felt. He wasn’t doing this because he wanted, because it was his will o follow after his family’s steps. He was doing it out of fear, for his own skin and that of his sister, it was a move of cowardice and once it got out he knew he would find himself paying for it. Once all got out he doubted he would ever get the pleasure to sit here besides his oldest friend. That was the guilt that roamed Scorpius’ heart at the moment, something he knew he could never express out loud.

It was a big relief to his heart knowing that little Nadine was fine, he liked the young girl a lot. He always looked down at the Ravenclaw like a second sister, she had many things in common with his own little Cissa. Thought he doubted that the young Nott went around the things that his sister did. Things he wasn’t completely happy with, but still had not dared to go against. His sister had been able to make her own decisions for a while now, it would be a foolish move to try to go against her own wishes. Instead he preferred to just be happy with watching over her, giving her the support that his own mother and at times father did not dare to do. But before this relief could settle in, Scorpius felt the breath been taken out of him. His heart in his opinion appeared to have stopped and every sound around him appeared to be fading away. His face turned to Raiden, growing slightly red.

He pressed his lips together, biting down on the lower one, but not hard enough to draw any blood it, his face loosing the redness and turning much paler than usual. He had suspected that the news would get out one way or the other. He had looked for Potter surrounded by other Slytherins, it had been a foolish move from his side. He could see that clearly now, but it was far to late for him to turn back and fix that mistake. The only way out it was for him to accept his mistake and in one way or the other find a way around it. Taking a deep breath Scorpius tried to find his voice, hoping that he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt at the moment. Doing his best to regain whatever strength he had carried to his meeting with Rose tonight. “I’m taking back by your interest, but to whom I speak with on my free time should be my concern alone. I think I‘m old enough by not to be able to chose if I want to speak to a Potter or not.”

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[.RAIDEN BRYAN NOTT !]

Having told the so called ‘Slytherin Prince’ the reason for having him meeting him here tonight Raiden sat back against the chair. If there was any truth to the rumours he was certain that by the end of the conversation that he would know, but for the time being he needed to clear his mind of thoughts that might hinder the aspect of actually seeing the truth, as it were. He cleared his mind of Scorpius’ ineptness for the upcoming mission and the fact that he would have been better suited for anything that the Dark Lady might have wanted to do within the walls of the Hogwart’s castle or anywhere else. He cleared his mind of the thought anything and everything that did not pertain to the exact moment and time he now found himself in. Raiden was a master when it came to deceit and lies, always allowing people to see only what he wanted them to see. Therefore it wasn’t always that difficult for him to spot another liar in his midst.

The thought that Scorpius might be having friendly chatter with the child of the famous Harry Potter would not have annoyed Raiden that much if it didn’t seem that there was more to it. Perhaps there was the fact that Raiden didn’t like not knowing things as well that made him confront Scorpius about the matter, besides the whole Malfoys and such should not consort with the likes of Potters and Weasleys and everyone else that was deemed worthy. Did Scorpius find the company of the Potter boy more appealing to him than his long childhood friend? Was this all part of some elaborate plan set forth by the Dark Lady to make the Potter boy feel a false sense of security so that the attack would be that much worse? Did Scorpius require help in something that he thought only the Potter boy could assist? It left so many questions and no answers and Raiden was a person who thrived on answers, on being kept in the loop on knowing everything and anything. He did not like feeling like he knew less in a world where it was so clear that he knew so much more.

Raiden allowed his eyes to close as he waited to hear what Scorpius had to say. There seemed to be a long moment of silence that seemed to follow Raiden’s announcement that he knew about Scorpius’ meeting with a Potter. His mind quickly jumped to the conclusion that perhaps the boy was thinking of some feeble excuse to come up with. That he would consider lying to his friend, but he kept the thought away for the moment. He would allow Scorpius a fair chance before any decisions were made. The words that came out of Scorpius’ mouth caused Raiden eyes to open immediately in response. Ah, there was that arrogance that had made Scorpius’ father so notorious in his own school years. That tone of indignation that only riled up Raiden’s own. He thought he was above it all. He thought he was the one making the rules, when the rules were already set in stone. However instead of allowing his annoyance to dictate what he would do next, Raiden rather tried reading into his words to see if it allowed him to gain some insight into what was going on.

When he felt that enough time had passed Raiden leaned forward in his char once more, his voice much lower this time as if he was warning Scorpius to tread carefully, yet nothing else in his demeanour allowed anyone to see anything. “Do not think I went out looking for this information Scorpius, I have better ways to spend my time. The information came to me by means of annoyed and agitated Slytherins. Those you share a house with. They are concerned about your behaviour of late and if you feel that you are old enough to keep company with who you wish,” Raiden stalled purposefully for a moment. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I notified your grandfather about the company you seem to wish to keep of late.” It was a threat, of that there was no doubt, but Raiden said it so carefree and carelessly that one would think that he didn’t give a hoot. There was no emotion in his words and there were no emotions in his eyes, where there had been so many emotions behind Scorpius’ own words.

[[ooc: no problem, i know how busy you are...everywhere. lol.]]

[.SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY !]

For a moment every muscle in Scorpius body hardened and tensed up, almost in a painful way. His skin paled up to the point that there was little color left on him, other than his now burnish cheeks before they to turned pale white. His nails pressed against the fine wood of the chair he now sat and his lips pressed together, his teeth biting down on them. His breath had become hard and swet traveled down his face as Scorpius locked eyes with his childhood friend, there was so much he would have wanted to say, biut it was impossible to find any words. On his sixteen years of life Scorpius Malfoy had always respected Raiden, admired him in ways that he never spoke out loud. But as he looked at him now he felt like he sitting before a stranger, someone the he didn’t want to be around.

If there was someone that Scorpius feared with every part of his body, with even his soul was his own grandfather, Lucius Malfoy. Not even his feelings toward his aunt Bellatrix compared to the terror that he felt toward that man. During his childhood years he had always confessed his feeling to Raiden and the thought that he would say that Scorpius felt like a knife that had been launched at his heart only to be left there. There was so much anger that he felt now, he could still hardly believe that Raiden had gone so far to say that. He would have hoped that him of all people would have known better, that him of all people could try to understand him. How Scorpius could see now that he knew very little of the people around him, he had never felt so alone as he did as of now.

His mouth opened to say something, but for what appeared to be forever no words made their way out. Even if he wanted to launch his anger at Raiden he couldn’t find anything to say. His mind had began to wonder of, trying to find some sense to this event. But ever thought only appeared to anger Scorpius more. “You…” Scorpius pressed his hands toward his face, closing in any noise or light and taking a deep breath before trying to speak again. “You have no right to interfere with my personal matter, nor do you have any right to go walking around telling my grandfather my business.” For what appeared to be the first time in years Scorpius stood up looking down at Raiden with a disbelieving way, his eyes darkening and his voice getting slightly louder.

His lips trembled slightly and the only think he hoped for was to punch Raiden in the face, something the he knew would be very foolish and would probably solve nothing that he could think of. Except he thought maybe make them two of them even more angry and bring more attention to the two Slytherins. “As for those other worried Slytherins, this is hardly any of their concerns or are they to worried that I may bring someone else to the light of my dear old aunt. Maybe you should instead of going and telling my grandfather, you should go to her. I’m sure she would appreciate the information, maybe she’ll make you her favorite and the leader of this mission,. That I don’t want any part in. Maybe if you are lucky enough they’ll just kill me or place me in some unknown room in the manor for no one to see. I’, sure you will love that, just like everyone else.”

Once he was done, his breath were coming in long gasp, sweat running down his completely burning face and with them a few tears joined in. For all this time had seen Raiden as his closest and most trusted friend, but now he hardly knew in whom he could trust. He felt some completely angry at not only Raiden but at every other Slytherin, Malfoy and whatever else was out there. He was tired of all the rules that had been placed for him to follow, even his future wife had already been picked for him, giving him very little chance to even chose that. “You know what, I wasn’t in a perfect meeting, I was talking with Rose Weasley, because I love her.”

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