original my beloved evelyn ~ fred weasley

.60 - she's done it

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At the Malfoy Manor the plan worked extremely well. Narcissa gladly accepted Evelyn back into the home with a sad smile. She loved Evelyn and was glad to have her home but she knew that she'd get the Dark Mark. Lucius greeted Evelyn with a hand shake. Alexander was brought back into the picture and a wedding was quickly set up for the next week.

"You did the right thing." Alexander patted Evelyn's shoulder and kissed her cheek which made Evelyn's face cringe.

Not long later a meeting was set up for Evelyn to receive the Dark Mark. It came quickly and Evelyn didn't run out this time. She stayed put and put her forearm out. The process was extremely painful. It felt like knives stabbing her skin harshly, every second. When she looked down at the final product she had no reaction on the outside. On the inside her chest was twisting and her stomach, which was already knotted, simply tightened. 

After the process ended, Evelyn was surprised when she was brought into another room. Correction, practically pushed into the room really. What she found was a girl laying flat on the floor. She was crying. Evelyn was informed she was a muggleborn.

"Kill her." Someone hissed. Evelyn hid her reaction well but she really wanted to hug the girl. "To prove yourself, worthy."

Wanting to get it over with, Evelyn lifted her hand that held her wand. She pointed at the girl who looked up at her with doe eyes. Tear struck and red eyes. Evelyn only gave a sad smile before muttering the killing curse. The girl died a second later and her body sat still. Cheers erupted from the Death Eaters and Narcissa hugged Evelyn, whispering a congratulations.

Evelyn was then fitted for her wedding dress. It was a mermaid white gown that had diamonds everywhere. Her veil was long and had been in many weddings in the Black family. Her own mother wore it. Evelyn hated the dress but put on a fake smile. Even fake happy tears which she knew a few people saw through. While a women measured the dress to fit her, Narcissa sat in a chair to the side and they had small conversation.

"The Dark Lord has been so kind to give Draco a mission." Narcissa began to explain which made Evelyn perk up. "Isn't that kind of him?"

"What sort of mission?" Evelyn questioned back eagerly.

"Well, he's been asked to prepare a vanishing cabinet. It connects a secret room in Hogwarts to Borgin and Burkes. He'll get Death Eaters in the school to, um, do away with Dumbledore."

"He wants Dumbledore dead?" Evelyn gasped but Narcissa quickly changed the subject and gave no more details.

Fred Weasley was in his flat. Miserable. He laid in bed or on the couch simply bored. George took care of the shop with Lee Jordan as Fred laid around. It was getting to the point where Molly would come over to look after the boy. That evening Molly and George had a cup of tea in the kitchen as Fred laid in his bed with the door cracked. He could hear everything they spoke about. George was describing to his mother what had happened and how the Order was telling them nothing.

"Do you think, she's done it?" Molly asked her son with a pause. George shrugged and sipped his tea before sighing.

George began to reply, knowing she spoke about the Dark Mark. " heard she was marrying that Burke kid from a while back. She has to have done it." Fred rolled over and casted a silencing spell over the room so he couldn't hear anymore of the conversation.