Lucy Rose

Chapter 8

"Stay in your group," Kingsley reminded as they broke off. "And keep an eye on her," Kingsley said to the Weasley's, "I will not be responsible for anything that happens."

"I'll be fine," Lucy said.

"Just keep your head down," Kingsley sighed, "come on, Diggle, we're short on time as it is."

"He's right," Bill said, "let's get going, it's likely that others haven't gotten down here yet, they went in on the main floor."

"Who else is here?" Charlie asked as they began to walk.

"Don't know," Bill said, "Dedalus didn't say, but theres only two others, they were already inside when he came to get me. Apparently half of the rescue team didn't show."

"What about Moody?" Charlie asked, "shouldn't he be heading this?"

"Moody's dead," Bill said shortly.

"Oh." Charlie looked at his feet, that was that.

"This way," Lucy said, gesturing to the wall.

"It's a wall," Charlie frowned.

Lucy rolled her eyes and pressed one of the stones.

"It's a passage," she said, "come on."

"How do you know all of this?" Bill asked suspiciously, following her through the dark tunnel.

"The Malfoy's are—family friends," Lucy offered. "Distant relatives."

Bill didn't seem convinced.

"We should keep moving," Charlie interrupted, putting himself between Lucy and his brother.

"Yeah," Lucy sighed, "I would guess it's about a ten minute walk from this side of the manor to the other where the dungeons are. It should actually let us out either inside a cell or right next to one. We can figure out if Draco's there without even going into the main hall."

"Brilliant," Charlie said.

They walked in a single file line, the passage barely wide enough for two of them to stand shoulder to shoulder.

"This is it," Lucy whispered, putting her hand on a handle in front of them.

"I'll go first," Bill said, pushing his way to the front. "Keep your wands up, on my count...three...two...one..."

He swung the door open and jumped out, his wand raised in a defensive stance.

"Clear," he whispered, gesturing for Charlie and Lucy to follow.

"Draco?" Lucy whispered, "Draco?"

"Hello," a faint voice called from their left, "hello?"

"Over there," Charlie pointed to a metal door.

"That's not Draco's voice," Lucy frowned.

Bill stepped to the door, "it's locked."

"Well blast it open!" Charlie said.

"Alohomora," Lucy raised her wand.

The door clicked open.

"Men," she rolled her eyes, walking inside the dungeon.

"I figured there'd be a spell on it," Bill said defensively. "That's too easy!"

Lucy shrugged.

"Hello?" Someone called again, "we're back here."

Bill and Lucy rushed forward, Charlie stayed by the door, keeping it open with his foot.

"Ollivander? Is that you?" Bill asked.