intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)

Chapter Fifty-Four: A Sacrifice I'm Willing to Make

*Y/N's POV*

   Having no more windows to look out of was definitely the biggest disadvantage of moving from my old room to the cellar. Now, I no longer had anything to occupy myself with. Just a bunch of empty concrete walls, the light from the upstairs hall was the only thing that ever lit the room and when nightfall came, it was completely pitch black. It wasn't the dark I minded, it was the fact that there was nothing to occupy me while I sat in it. I was just alone with my thoughts, I guess this was as close to Azkaban as it was getting for me. Almost surprised that my mother didn't have me sent there. I'd only interact with my family pretty much the same amount I used to when they came to give me breakfast and dinner. 

   I never hesitated to bombard them with questions. I wanted to get as much information about what was going on outside as I could. The one question none of them could answer, so I never bothered asking it, was if the group escaped safely and if that dagger had landed just out of reach. Or if it did hit one of them, whether it was or wasn't fatal. And I hoped wherever they ended up, they were with safe company. A friendly face waiting for them on the other side. 

   "Here to give me the latest murderous cult news?" I asked Draco, assuming he was the one assigned to come to get my dinner plates for the night. 

    "Get up, Y/N, we have to go," he answered. 

     "No? Well, you're no fun, I suppose." There were hurried footsteps upstairs, "There a meeting going on?" 

   "Yes, now come on," he grabbed my arm dragging me up the stairs. There was no table this time, just a large group of what looked like Gringotts goblins and security guards. 

   "What's going on?" I whispered as my uncle and aunt had their wands pointed at the Gringotts employees. 

   "Potter apparently broke into Gringotts today. Got something the Dark Lord was hiding there, he's on his way here," Draco answered quickly as we joined his parents' side. 

   "Well, why did you bring me up here then? I'd like to avoid a blood-thirsty blood supremacist." 

   "Because," my aunt cut in, "The Dark Lord is infuriated right now. If he thinks we have any real prisoners, he'll kill them too. So, act as if you're with us unless you want to die that is." 

   Suddenly there was a snap as the Dark Lord and Nagini appeared in front of us, "Aww thank you for actually doing as you're told, Lucius," the Dark Lord hissed. 

    We all lowered our gazes, avoiding eye contact with him but also avoiding looking at his terrifying companion. Voldemort then turned to the terrified employees before erupting into a murderous rampage. Killing every man and goblin that stood in that room. It was over quick, thank Godric. We all watched in horror at the blood-soaked floor as the Dark Lord casually sauntered through it, speaking Parseltongue to Nagini. 

   "We move tonight. Prepare yourselves," the Dark Lord instructed before disapparating. 

   "W-What do we do, Lucius?" my aunt asked. 

   My uncle was stunned before clearing his throat, "First, we will clean this up. Then we will prepare for the battle." 

   "Battle? What? Tonight?" I asked. 

   My aunt put her hands on mine and Draco's shoulders, "You two, listen to me, stay together. Draco you're responsible for Y/N, make sure she doesn't get into trouble." 

   "Yes, Mother," Draco nodded before turning to me, "You stay close to me, got it?" 

   "Where are we even going?" I asked, "Nobody even knows where Harry is."