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The Truth About Taryn Darkness cover me I'm not ready to die, Because of what you don't tell me I'm not ready to walk inside of where you're taking me I'm not ready to die, Because of what you don't tell me I'm not willing to compromise the one I want to be Think you're a little bit closer To changing me You're never winning me over You're wasting time Leave me be I'm not ready to die, Because of what you don't tell me I'm never going to tow the line of your conformity I'm not ready to die, Because of what you don't tell me I'm not ready to leave the realm of anonymity Think you're a little bit closer To changing me You're never winning me over You're wasting time ~Bound by Disturbed * * * * * * The entire school was heading down to the Quidditch field. The mass majority of students were wearing red and gold, they would be supporting Gryffindor. The rest displayed vibrant arrays of Green and Silver. Taryn wore neither, just her robes and a black hat. Over the past few weeks the weather had turned cooler, and fall was quickly upon Hogwarts. It was now the first game of the Quidditch season, Gryffindor v. Slytherin. Taryn lagged behind the rest of the school. She thought she might watch the game from outside the stands. Her dilemma was that she didn’t know who to sit with. She could sit with Hermione and the other Gyffindors, but then she would look like a traitor. People who didn’t understand would ask too many questions. She didn’t want to sit with the Slytherins either because she wasn’t one of them, and they wouldn’t welcome her. She found a tree that wasn’t too far away from the field and took a seat. Pulling out the apple she had saved from breakfast she took a bite as her eyes wandered back to the field. The game had already started. She found Harry and Malfoy quickly; they were both high above the field. Malfoy’s platinum blonde head could be spotted from a mile away, and Taryn blushed when she realized she could recognize Harry just from the way he moved. “Gryffindor Scores! Ten to zero!” Taryn could hear the voice booming out across the stadium and hoped that it was Ginny who had scored. Hermione had introduced Taryn to Ginny at breakfast a few weeks ago and Taryn had automatically liked her. She was spunky and independent; Taryn admired her for it. The game went on for another hour with the teams being tied, then Gryffindor would break ahead, but Slytherin would catch up. “Slytherin Scores 70 to 60!” The announcer yelled just as Harry broke into a dive. Malfoy was quickly on his tail, but Taryn could see that Harry would reach the Snitch first. Two seconds later the stands erupted into cheers and Harry flew victoriously above the stands. Pulling herself up off the ground, Taryn headed back to common room. Gryffindor would be celebrating and she wasn’t a part of it. * * * * * * Maddock root, maddock root. What the hell is maddock root? Taryn was sitting in the Slytherin common room trying to finish her essay for potions. She had to define all of the ingredients for her next potion assignment and categorize them by potency, use, and reliability. Flipping to her text book’s index she thumbed through the pages until she found it. Page 179. Taryn looked up, annoyed, as the portrait slammed open and then shut again. “Out! All of you!” Draco bellowed as he entered. The terrified first and second years fled the room, their eyes darting back with fearful glances. Draco furiously picked up a pillow and threw it as hard as he could after their retreating backs. Taryn watched assumed, as he turned to throw something else then noticed her presence. “What are you doing in here?” “Snape’s essay. You know if you hadn’t come barging in like that I would remember what page the maddock root was on.” “I don’t give a damn about the bloody maddock root! Why are you still in here?” “It’s a common room, not a room for you to throw temper tantrums in. Therefore I have a right to be here.” Taryn said coolly. “Do you enjoy making everything difficult?” Draco asked, eyes flashing. “As a matter of fact, I do.” She replied, a challenge hidden beneath her words. In three quick strides Draco was across the room his face inches from hers. She could feel his warm breath on her cheek. “I have to make you pay for being difficult.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper. Taryn opened her mouth to respond, but Draco put his lips on hers and all thoughts disappeared. She moved to push him off, but his arms coiled around her, not letting her go. As she relaxed in his grip, not fighting it, she felt a chill go up her spine that had nothing to do with Draco. “Tell me what you saw girl!” “You have no power over me!” Taryn watched herself yell back defiantly. From where she stood, she saw herself in a dimly lit cave, behind bars that were guarded with magic. Before her stood a tall man, with a hooded robe so she could not see his face. “I believe I do.” The man said, casting a glace deeper into the cell. Taryn could make out another body face down on the floor. “I won’t tell you, I won’t make that mistake.” Taryn heard herself say, and noticed that some of her confidence was gone. “Your foolishness will kill him.” The man sounded like he was smiling. “crucio.” He said pointing his wand to the body on the floor. As the screams reverberated around the cell, the body’s head jerked up and Taryn could see clearly who it was. Draco Malfoy. The man stopped the curse and looked directly at the girl standing before him. “It is your choice. If you do not tell me I will take his life.” Taryn saw herself collapse into sobs on the cell’s floor. As the vision began to fade Taryn heard the man say to himself, “They will do anything for love.” Taryn pulled herself forcefully out of Malfoy’s arms, her books and paper falling to the floor. She looking up at his face and immediately she felt something break inside her. “I can’t. I’m sorry, so sorry.” She turned and ran out of the common room, leaving Draco standing there his mouth slightly agape. Taryn didn’t know where she was running, but she knew she had to stay away from Malfoy. She wouldn’t be the cause of his death, no matter how evil he was. As she ran she touched her lips, wondering why she had gotten a vision at that moment. As the tears began to fall from her eyes, she didn’t pay attention to where she was going. The tears blurred her vision so much that she didn’t notice anyone else in the hallway until she ran right into them. “Taryn?” came Harry’s surprised voice. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” “I’m fine, can you please let me go?” Taryn said softy, though Harry did not let go of her arms. “Taryn, please tell me what happened.” “I don’t think she wants to talk to you Potter.” Taryn hadn’t even realized that Malfoy had been following her. “Malfoy, what did you do to her?” Harry asked venomously. “Nothing Potter, so if you don’t mind I’d like to talk to Taryn.” Malfoy’s patience was waning. Taryn had just run away from him crying, and now Potter was in the way. “Taryn did he hurt you?” Harry asked her calmly looking into her eyes. “No.” Taryn was shocked that he would suggest that. Taryn knew Malfoy was mean, but physically hurting her just didn’t seem his style. “Please Harry just let me go.” “You heard her Potter, just let her go.” “Stay out of this Malfoy!” Harry said turning back to Malfoy. “I don’t think I will. You see Potter this concerns me, not you. So I suggest that you be the one to leave.” Malfoy said narrowing his eyes. “Malfoy you-” Harry started. “Wait Harry. Malfoy is right. This concerns him. Please, I be fine.” Taryn interrupted. “But Taryn-” “Harry I said I’ll be fine. Don’t worry, I can take care of myself.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m positive. Just go back to your common room, I’ll see you in the morning.” “I don’t like leaving you here with him.” “I know.” “I’ll see you in morning. Malfoy if you do anything to her I swear I’ll make you wish you were dead.” Harry turned and angrily stalked off towards the Gryffindor common room. He hated leaving her with that thing, but there was nothing he could do. “Why did you run from me?” Draco asked as soon as Harry had gone. “Draco, there are some things that you should know about me.” “You called me Draco.” Draco said thoughtfully. “Yes, I did.” Taryn said still wondering why she was going to trust him with her secret. Hermione didn’t even know. “You still have not answered my question.” “I don’t want to answer it here. Can we go somewhere else? Where no one will hear us?” Taryn didn’t need anyone else to know, she would be the freak of the school. Those who knew would be afraid to touch her after they found out what she had done. “Follow me.” Draco didn’t question why she wanted to go somewhere where no one would hear. He had a feeling that whatever she was going to telling him would explain everything. He smiled as he led her to the Room of Requirement, he had gained her trust. * * * * * * “I’ve never told anyone about this before. I don’t really know how.” Taryn said as she sat down on the large couch that was in the center of the room. “Tell me why you ran.” Draco said as he sat beside her. “I had a vision. That’s my big secret I have visions.” “So you’re a seer?” Draco inquired, he had been right she was the little girl in the article. “No, not really. Seers make prophecies, I just see little glimpses of the future. I of course remember it too. Most seers don’t remember making prophecies.” “And you got a vision off of me?” Draco pressed. “Yes, I did. That’s why I ran.” “Not a good vision?” “My visions are never good.” Taryn said darkly. Screw beating around the bush. He deserves to know. “I saw you being tortured because of me.” “You saw what?” This was not what Draco had expected. “A man told me to tell him what I had seen, I said no, so he did the cruciatus curse on you.” “Why though?” Draco was having a hard time piecing this together, why would someone torture him for what she wouldn’t tell? “Because people will do anything for love.” Taryn whispered softy echoing the man’s words. What Taryn did not know was that Draco had heard these words before, and now saw what Lord Voldemort’s plan would be. “That’s why you can’t be around me anymore. Forget I exist.” “What? Why?” This was not the way that Draco had expected this to go. “Because if we stay enemies and apart, then that can’t happen. You won’t get hurt.” “You care about me getting hurt? I though you just said we were enemies.” “Too many people have already gotten hurt because I didn’t prevent it, I won’t add your name to that list.” Taryn said fiercely her eyes shinning with tears. Draco looked into those eyes and saw a pain so deep he thought he would fall into it forever. “Please, Taryn. Help me understand I don’t know what you mean. I don’t believe that you could ever hurt people.” “When I was in New York I’d get visions off of people all the time. You know I’d never see happy things either. I’d see people dying, or getting hurt. Once I even saw someone murdered. I only told someone once though. The story got out to the newspapers and it wasn’t safe for them to know who I was. My aunt didn’t want me to be in danger so she said to not tell anyone about my visions. All of those people died because I was afraid.” Taryn said bitterly as the tears began to flow once more. “Afraid of what? Taryn I need to know.” Draco found that he really did need to know. She was compelling him to ask questions because she knew someone had to know the answers. She had to admit them to herself. “Voldemort killed my mother because of one of her visions. Ever wonder how Voldemort got so powerful, so fast? My mother told him where to go, who to have killed so he would rise to power. Then she saw Harry and the curse that failed. Voldemort was furious and so he killed her. He had no use for a woman who told him he was going to die and there was nothing he could do. Then my father came after him and he killed him too. After his downfall, death eaters were constantly after us, they thought it was all my mother’s fault and we should die too. Eventually we left England, but Aunt Carol still didn’t think we were safe, so we went to New York. We got lost in the crowd and I didn’t save lives because I was too afraid for my own. I’m not going to let you die to.” “So you’re saying that I should stay away from you, so we don’t develop feelings for each other?” “Yes, exactly.” Taryn started to rise from the couch, but Draco pulled her back down next to him. “I think it’s too late.” He whispered and pulled her into him again. This time there was no vision, but Taryn still was reluctant. “Stop. Didn’t you hear me? You could die.” She said close to tears again. “Taryn, listen to me. Your vision doesn’t scare me. I’m not afraid.” He pulled her into another kiss. This time there was no protest. *Well, I hoped you all liked that lovely chapter. woohoo over 2000 words! Please Review! thx ~EternalStarDust*

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