Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I'd be with Draco. All I own is the plot, Callista Everwood, Georgia Walker, Erin Holloway and Rilyn, the house elf.

Hey guys, it's me xActDanceWritex, I changed my name to SquashedStarkid because it's easier for me to only keep track of one username and this is what I use for everything.

I know I had said I put this on hiatus but I had sudden inspiration and needed to update for you. :D

By the way there is swearing in here. Specifically referring to the 'F' word formally known as fuck. :)

This chapter's dedicated to: midnightstar19, someone dear to me who got me seriously thinking about this story again. Thank you.


The rest of the Death Eaters stood there in pure shock, wondering how Callie had just managed to make Bellatrix speechless.

Bellatrix took a deep breath and stormed out of the room. The entire room of Death Eaters watched her before clapping their hands together in congratulations for finally silencing Bellatrix Lestrange. Even Lucius Malfoy sat there clapping his hands together. He may not have always appreciated Callie and the perks she had as a Death Eater, but Bellatrix did annoy him.

As the meeting ended the Death Eaters dispersed. Callie exited the room before collapsing on the couch gently. Looking up at Narcissa she just grinned. A soft chuckle left Narcissa's lips as she left the living room to retreat to the kitchen. Not a moment later she returned with the cookie jar filled with chocolate chip cookies.

Taylor blinked and gazed into Blaise's eyes, "You…you mean that?"

"Taylor, I've never meant anything more in my life. I don't want to wonder what life would be like without you. Before anything happens, before we get in too deep, I want the whole world to know you're mine."

"Blaise, I…"

He leaned in pressing his lips against hers softly for a moment, "You don't have to answer. You don't even have to think about it. I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me."

"Yes."

"You really don't have to-" Blaise opened his mouth slightly, staring into her eyes, "What did you say?"

"Yes. I'll marry you Blaise. I want to marry you. I want you to officially be mine forever. And if anything winds up going wrong, I want to know that you were mine."

Blaise leaned forward pressing his lips against Taylor's in a gentle kiss. He slid his hands around her waist pulling her close. Taking hold of her shirt he deepened the kiss slipping his tongue into her mouth. She slid her hands up around to his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair.

Georgia was in the Gryffindor common room, pacing back and forth. Mumbling to herself she tried to comprehend what she had just done. Oliver was kneeling on the couch with his arms resting on the back of the couch watching her, "Baby, it's okay. You're strong, you can do this."

Stopping Georgia walked over to him, placing her hands on his arms, "No I can't. Look, I've got the apparating and the listening to orders down. But it's the killing of innocent people that I can't do. I'm not a killer Oliver; I'm not. I'm a peace maker."

"I know sweetheart, but you're helping Callie, remember that. This is something you have to do for her." He said running his hand through her soft blonde hair.

Leaning in to kiss Oliver she smiled softly. As she pressed her lips against his she cringed and pulled away, "Fuck!"

Oliver let out a loud moan, "Mmm baby, I love it when you swear."

"My arm fucking hurts. Is this how you know he wants you? I can't fucking deal with this shit." Georgia groaned.

Reaching his hands forward, Oliver took hold of Georgia's face and pressed his lips onto hers for a quick passionate kiss before pulling away and grinning like a Cheshire cat, "You do realise that you swearing turns me on right?"

"Well, when I get back from whatever strange deed The Dark Lord wants from me, you can fuck my brains out. How's that sound Wood?" Georgia smirked.

Oliver's jaw dropped at her comment. She'd never said anything like that. He couldn't contain himself. Dropping one of his hands down to his pants, he palmed his erection, breathing deeply, "Georgiaaaaa, you're turning me on so much right now. Hurry back okay?"

"With you looking at me like that, you bet I'll be back soon." She winked.

Leaving the common room, she headed out of the castle and apparated to the only place she knew of, The Malfoy Manor. She barely knocked once before Lucius opened the door, "Alice. Come in."

Georgia entered the Manor, looking around, worried. She followed Lucius into the back room; the one she remembered from the first time she met the group. As she entered the room The Dark Lord looked up at her, "Ah, my little Alice. How are you this morning? How does it feel being able to apparate? It's pretty awesome isn't it?"

She raised her eyebrows at him, wondering why he was being so sweet. Was he always like this? Sitting down in the last available seat Georgia tried not to flinch or seem nervous. She tried to pay attention to what The Dark Lord was saying but couldn't. Everything was so overwhelming to her, she couldn't concentrate on any one thing. Her mind was jumbled up and it was scaring her.

"Alice, my dear, my sweet Alice of Wonderland," The Dark Lord said before chuckling, "Here's a name of a family who's betrayed me and I've only found out about it now. How's about you go and succeed in your first task and I'll reward you."

Georgia took a deep breath as she stood up and walked around the table over to The Dark Lord. She reached out for the paper and smiled, "Yes, My Lord."

With that she left the room, clutching the paper tightly in her hand. Exiting the Manor she took a deep breath before gazing down at the paper, Riley. 34 Rogers Avenue, Surrey, England. Her jaw dropped as she realised who they were. The Riley family had been friends of her father for quite some time. Their son had always been a friend to her. How could she just waltz into their house and murder them?

Knowing she had to get it done, she closed her eyes and disapparated from the porch of the Manor appearing in front of the Riley house. Stepping up the small steps she placed her hand on the handle, locked. Groaning, she pulled out her wand, "Alohamora."

The door clicked open immediately. Pushing it she stepped into the house, trying not to disturb anyone. As she entered the small house she could smell dinner being cooked. It was some kind of authentic Asian food and smelt almost heavenly. Georgia shook her head getting the smell away from her nose as she focused on her task. Swallowing she turned around the corner seeing who she knew was Katie Riley, the mother.

Katie turned around for a short moment to grab something off the counter and jumped at the sight of Georgia, "Oh, Georgia. You scared me. How'd you get in here?"

"Your door was unlocked."

A small smile left Katie's face, "Oh, Matt must have forgotten to shut it when he got home. How've you been? It's been so long."

"I'm alright, nothing special."

"Would you care to stay for dinner?"

Georgia shook her head, "No, I can't. I actually have something I'm supposed to do tonight. It's kind of really important."

"Oh, what's that?" Katie smiled.

Biting on her lip Georgia lifted her wand up, pointing it directly at Katie who blinked and tilted her head to the side, "What? You… you're going to cast a spell on me? I'll do whatever you want me to. Just don't hurt me."

"I'm sorry. I have no choice." Georgia responded suddenly feeling strong and powerful knowing Katie couldn't do anything to protect herself.

She was a mere muggle, not in possession of a wand. Her husband, Chris however, was a pure blood wizard, always carrying his wand around with him. This made the task much easier, as Katie knew she couldn't do anything. Georgia cackled softly under her breath now understanding how Callie must have felt. It wasn't that she hated the Rileys. It was just the feeling that she could control them.

The feeling wouldn't go away. It was making her go insane. It was destroying her innocence. But it had to be done. A smirk fell across her lips as she narrowed her eyebrows at the muggle staring back at her, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Watching the green light shoot out of her wand, she saw Katie fall to the floor immediately. Staring at the space Katie had been previously occupying Georgia tried not to worry. She still had the rest of the family. As she made her way through the halls she found Chris sitting in his study. He looked up at her, smiling, "Georgia Walker, it's been so long, it's wonderful to see you again."

He stood up from his study; taking his glasses off, placing them on the table behind him he gave her a hug. Once he pulled back he rested against the edge of the table smiling at her. Her breaths began to quicken, as she knew what she had to do. But it had to be subtle and quick, or he'd figure her out. Pointing her wand at him she stepped back, "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

In the split second it took for the spell to shoot out Georgia's wand Chris looked up at her, asking why. He fell to the floor, lifeless. Gazing down at the floor, Georgia merely looked at him, expressionless, as she spun on her heels, walking around the house searching for the final member of the family, Matt. She found him sitting on the couch, playing a video game of some sort.

As he turned his head around he smiled, "Georgia Walker? The little blonde girl I used to play with when I was younger? Wow, you got smoking hot. How's about a kiss?"

Georgia cackled, "Nice try dumbass. Firstly, you're not my type, secondly, stop being such a cocky mother fucker and thirdly my boyfriend would kill you."

"Oh I'm not afraid of your boyfriend."

"But are you afraid of me?" She asked narrowing her eyebrows at him, with an sparkle of a definite demon in her eyes.

Matt bounced back, terrified by the look she had. As she grinned, he inched farther and farther away. She raised her wand, pointing it at him, "Die you cocky son of a bitch! AVADA KEDAVRA!"

As Georgia left the house she apparated, she was still laughing to herself. Even as she reached the Manor she was still laughing. She headed into the back room, pushing the door open grinning. She saw Callie sitting in a chair next to The Dark Lord with an innocent smile on her face, "How do you feel?"

"I wonder now why I didn't do this before. It's the most interesting feeling. You feel like a demon yet you're so innocent. I can't explain it." Georgia tried to say.

"Nah, I get it. I feel exactly the same way. It gives you a certain power, a kind of power you want to cherish forever."

"Exactly."

Georgia was excused from the meeting. With a grand smile on her face she left the room, the Manor and apparated directly in front of the Hogwarts gates. She slipped in and raced up to the Gryffindor common room. Dashing up to the boys' dormitories she knocked on the door. Oliver opened, smiling down at her, "Hey baby."

"Fuck me Oliver."

Oliver took hold of her shirt and yanked her into the dorm room. Shutting the door behind him, and locking it, he picked her up and placed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her, straddling her, looking down at her with pure lust. Bending down, he whispered in her ear, "You need to swear more often. I'm so fucking horny right now."

Georgia giggled as she reached for Oliver's face, pulling it down closer to her, kissing him passionately on the lips.

Taylor was sitting in the center of Blaise's bed with her knees pulled up to her chest, rocking back and forth, mumbling to herself. She was staring directly at the wall across from her. Blaise sat down next to her, reaching out for one of her hands. She flinched and pulled away from him, "She's gonna kill me. I know she will. I can see it in her eyes and I just know I'll be one of her first victims. She's crazy you know, she's psychotic."

"I know sweetheart, I know." Blaise said trying to hold onto her hand.

"The world is a cruel place and I don't want to be a part of it. I don't think that we should have to go through shit like this. It's not fair to anyone. I just don't want to be that girl who loses everything because she can't handle that one crazy bitch."

"You won't honey, you won't. I won't let that happen."

"There's a place in this world for people like me, you know. I think in a few weeks or even days I'll be spending quite a bit of time there, don't you think?"

Blaise pulled her closer to him, holding her tightly in his arms, "No, baby, no you won't. I'm not letting you go there."

"What if it happens and it's too late? I'm so afraid I'll get to the point where nothing makes sense anymore, where I can't tell my dreams and thoughts from my reality. It'll be this whole surreal experience and I won't know what to do with it. I'll go crazy to the point where I'll be nonsensical and cause havoc and destruction on lives so innocent."

Blinking Blaise looked down at his fiancé, tilting his head to the side, "That's deep Taylor."

She just looked up at him, with no emotion on her face, as if she was lost in her own little world. He had begun to really worry about her. There was something so odd and strange about the way she talked lately. It wasn't just around him; it was around everyone. Even around her friends, she just wouldn't show emotion. Sometimes he wondered whether or not this craziness she had been referring to had hit her earlier than the both of them had thought.

Tilting her head up he placed a gentle kiss on her lips, "I want to marry you as soon as possible. I feel like I'm already losing you. I want every bit of the Taylor I fell in love with left in you to marry. I need to know that you're safely mine before I even think about losing you."

Taylor took deep breaths and for the first time in days cracked a small smile, "Tomorrow, we're getting married tomorrow. Owl everyone. Let them know. They need to know."

Blaise just nodded, looking down into her beautiful blue eyes, getting lost, lost in what was left of them.

Callie was lounging comfortably on the couch flipping through the TV channels when Draco entered with a grand smile on his face, "Hey baby, I've got some good news."

Her head perked up at this. There'd barely been anything interesting lately and she didn't appreciate it. Draco walked around the couch, moving her legs and sitting down next to her. He passed her an exquisitely decorated piece of parchment. She looked down at it before squealing, dropping it into her lap and clapping like a little kid.

"Taylor and Blaise are getting married tomorrow. This is some of the best news I've heard in days."

Draco smiled down at his girlfriend, taking her hand in his, "I'd never have thought Blaise would ever settle down, and with Taylor James of all people."

Callie just smiled, beaming down at the invitation. Draco couldn't help but look at her, and appreciate very inch of that beautiful smile forming on her face. Why couldn't he make her smile like that? It wasn't that he didn't, he did, but this one was different. It was almost as if she was hoping for something. He didn't want to give it to her.

No, it wasn't that he didn't want to marry her, he did. It just wasn't the right time. He wanted her to be able to flail and jump around like an idiot at the thought of her getting married. He wanted her to spend hours planning out each and every little detail. It had to be special. It had to be exactly everything she'd ever wanted. From knowing her since they were mere kids, he knew what that was.

Her being pregnant and the possibility of her suddenly becoming sick or worse, having the child during the wedding was not on that list. There would be a time and place for it, he knew that. In fact, he had it all planned out. He was going to wait until their kid was old enough to walk. He wanted he or she to walk down the aisle with a grand smile on their little face.

It was all so easy to picture and Draco Malfoy couldn't have wished for anything better. He couldn't have ever wished for a better girlfriend, someone whom he loved so much. Someone who gave him such passion, happiness and truth, he really had it good. Who would have ever thought that the Slytherin prince would be so happy?

He surely didn't. This was definitely what he deserved after all those years of being a complete asshole. He needed happiness. Callie was there for that. His best friend in the whole world would be his wife; they'd raise a kid together and live the life they were always meant to live. Everything would out perfectly; he had it all planned.

That next day on the beach Blaise stood at the altar, with a grand smile on his face, awaiting the arrival of his bride. He saw her walk down towards him in a beautiful white dress, giving him that soft smile she had only shown him. As she got closer and closer he could see her slipping, not literally but mentally. It was subtle but he could tell. After days of watching her, he just knew.

Taylor James was going mentally insane, by the minute and there was nothing anyone could to do stop it. No one ever thought she'd be that kind of girl. No one expected it to happen so quickly. Blaise wasn't sure what to say to her as she approached the pagoda on the sad. He took hold of her hand, squeezing it, reassuring her, hoping he'd have the last little bits of the real Taylor James to marry him.


Taylor's gone mentally insane. I have no words for that.

~ SquashedStarkid