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Chloé POV____________

My father is dead and I couldn't bring myself to cry. I'm just standing there, in the middle of the Dark field with Death eaters all around me and...not a single tear.

Maybe it's because of this situation. There's too much stress pressing on me, or maybe my level of sadness has reached its limits and there's no space for crying over that. But he was my father...

She should've told me. She should've written me a letter, I would understand and I would get over it somehow. I always do.

I have so many questions...how and when did this happen?

This whole situation is so fucking confusing. Why is everyone just standing there? Don't we have a job to to? For a moment, I could swear that their faces look just as confused as mine. The only person laughing is the curly haired woman.

Maybe they're wondering why I'm not crying. I've just seen my dead fathers grave, I should shed a tear, right?

"What happened to him?" I asked, more like yelled at them. My voice is cracking and my body is shivering in cold.

I noticed how Draco's mother glanced at Bella, and she just scoffed.

"Did you kill him?" This time, I yelled.

"My wand might have slipped a little..." she said and started historically laughing.

This woman killed my father and most likely my sister, too. God bless me but I can't control my next actions.

"YOU BITCH!" I screamed from my whole throat, ready to run to her and scratch her eyeballs out but Draco stopped me by grabbing my hands behind my back.

Her laugh quickly disappeared from her face.

"What did you just call me?"

"ENOUGH!" yelled Draco's father from all of sudden.

I released from Draco and tried to calm myself a little. Clear mind, clear mind, clear mind, I kept thinking, but I couldn't concentrate on nothing else than my family. My mother lost two of her loved ones and I am her only family now. I can't imagine how much hurt she must be right now and I understand why she didn't come. I wouldn't, too. I couldn't watch my only daughter doing something so dangerous that could get her killed.

"I'm so sorry." Whispered Draco.

"Did you know about this?" I asked him silently.

He didn't answer, which was a perfect answer to me. Draco knew about this for god knows how long, it must've been killing him to keep a secret like that from me.

"It's okay. I'm not mad at you." I whispered.

"You two in the back! What are you whispering!?" Shouted one of the Death eaters.I quickly looked down to the ground.

"Are you ready?" Asked Lucius Malfoy and came closer to me, leaving his wife behind.

When he moved closer, he stretched his hand to me. Is this gonna happen just like that? No ceremony? Okay...

I put my hand into his and he disgustingly smiled at me. There's something in him that's so unpleasant, his energy is so off. I'm not surprised Draco has such a bad relationship with him. This man is just ew.

So this is it. It's now or never.

I looked around at everybody's faces. Draco's mother is clearly pitting me, I can see she has that motherly worried look on her face. I wonder if Draco told her about me...

Blaise's parents have neutral faces, but Blaise is on the edge of crying. Poor him, he hates to be there, he doesn't deserve this. He's the sweetest boy in the world. I have him a smile and hoped he noticed it.

And then there's Draco. He's not giving any facial signs at all, probably because we risked enough today. But I know exactly how he feels. I just want him to be able to hold my hand and whisper to me that everything's gonna be fine, that when all this is over, we'll go somewhere far, far away where there will be just the two of us.

But he can't do that and that's why his father is holding my hand right now. Ew again.

I've just realized who's missing there. Not only my mother, but Snape also.

I know it sounds weird, but I've always thought of him as my guardian. Since he told me that I'm his best student in a year, I've learned to take him as someone more than just a boring teacher. He doesn't show his feelings very often, and I can be sure he showed some to me. Those little proud smiles when I made an excellent potion and all those little things that matter to me. I'm disappointed he's not there with me. He would've given me strength, that's without doubt.

Today, I've found out my father is dead, I'm never gonna see him again and his killer is right there with me. Honestly, this day can't get worse.

"You must think of the Beauxbatons school on three. Everybody grab your hands!" Told me Lucius and then yelled at others, who instantly grabbed hand by hand.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my other hand and gently squeezed it. It's cold, soft and Draco's. I didn't risk looking at him, so I just stroke his hand with my thumb.

"ONE!" Lucius started counting.

Okay. That shouldn't be too hard. I just have to think of my old school, of it's corridors, hallways, rooms, classes...come on, Chloé! Think!

"TWO!"

I can't focus on anything else than Draco's hand holding mine. His hand is not cold anymore, it's warm and nice.

Think!

Beauxbatons! Beauxbatons! Beauxbatons!

Draco!

This is bad. It's not gonna work. I have to stop Lucius before he shifts us all to Draco's bed. I can't let that happen, but I also can't back out of this.

God!

What am I supposed to do? Any second now, he's gonna say 'three' and I'm gonna fail and the Dark Lord will kill us all. I can't let that happen.

My breath is so heavy, I feel like I'm going to collapse by every other inhale. I want this to stop, I can't do it!

"THR-"

"Stop!" I screamed to the point where my sore throat stopped letting out sound.

I let go of Lucius's sweaty hand and Draco let go of mine. Everyone looked at he with their questioning faces and I'm just standing there without words, again.

Think, Chloé! Don't be stupid!

I have to say something...some excuse, but it must be a good one.

"What are you doing, you stupid little girl!" Shouted Belatrix at me.

There's so much pressure on me that I can't think clearly. The air outside got warm, but my body is still shaking from cold, the stars are almost gone, that means the morning is about to come any minute now. We've been here for a long time and everyone's inpatient with me.

"I want to speak with the Dark Lord." I said with almost no cracking in voice.

There was silence at first, and then Belatrix broke it with her historical laugh.

"Chloé, this is not funny, stop messing!" Said Blaise with an angry voice. That's the first time he spoke since we came to the Dark field.

"Is miss Delacour wants to speak to him, let her." I am shocked that this came out of Draco's mouth. Miss Delacour?

"Who do you think you are!?" Yelled Draco's father at me.

"Lucius, this girl has just lost her parent...call him if she wants to, please." Said Narcissa with her voice so calm that it only made me nervous. Now I definitely know that Draco's told her about me.

Everyone's waiting for Lucius's answer.

After a few seconds, he scoffed and said he'll do it.