"Have you decided to talk, or still not ?" asked Abraxas, calmly.
In other circumstances, she would have laughed, but she couldn't at the moment, too busy catching her breath.
"I didn't hear you Bletchey, what did you say ?"
She hadn't said anything. Abraxas was playing with her nerves.
She gritted her teeth. "Fuck you Malfoy. Fuck you all."
Her head was plunged into the water and the ordeal began again, this time for longer. When she was finally able to catch her breath, she thanked the drops of water that trickled down her face, hiding her tears. She didn't want them to see her cry, she didn't want to give them this pleasure.
"Has anyone ever told you you're stubborn ? It's terribly annoying. But I suppose you get that from your mother, she must have been stubborn too. Pretty sure that's part of the reason why Grindelwald killed her."
Aliena froze at the blond man's words and turned her dark gaze on him.
"Just do as Tom asks and you have my word we'll leave you alone."
She scoffed. What was a snake's word worth ? Nothing, absolutely nothing.
"Your word is worthless, just like his."
"Don't say that, you don't know him. You don't know what he's capable of."
"Neither do you." she hissed.
On this point, she was certain she was right. She'd seen what Tom had done, what he was going to do — No, not Tom. The black wizard. Even now, she made the distinction between the two.
"Why are you doing this ? Why are you helping him ? What does he have against you or what did he promise you to make you follow him so blindly ? For you to do his dirty work for him ?"
She couldn't understand how someone as full of himself as Malfoy, who believed himself superior to others by his name and the purity of his blood, could so submit to the orders of a half-blood, slytherin heir or not ? Was he even aware of this point ? Had Tom bragged about it to strengthen its position, or had he kept it under wraps ?
"He's promised to great things," Abraxas replied.
Promised to great things ? Yeah, killing hundreds of people could probably be considered to great things.
Dark, horrible, great things.
"And to achieve his ends, it would seem he needs you," Abraxas looked at her disdainfully. "So I ask you one more time, are you willing to help him ?"
Aliena glared at him, she didn't need words, it was still no. Abraxas took a step forward, until the tips of his shoes almost skimmed the water's edge. He towered over her. His regal figure, with its perfectly coiffed blond hair, gave him a superior allure. He resembled a king who, from his ivory tower, looked down on the peasants - inferior beings who were no match for him - knowing that he had the right of life or death over them.
"Then you're of no use to us." he asserted, stiffly.
One of the two boys in her back - certainly Nott if she had to bet - began to press her head, but was interrupted by the slam of a cold, icy voice with dangerous overtones. "You're having a good time, I see. May I ask what you're doing ?"
Abraxas half-turned and Aliena saw the colors of his already pale face disappear. Tom stood a little way back, staring at them. He raised an eyebrow.
"You know I don't like to repeat myself, Malfoy."
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