Daisy Black | Semper Pura ✓

Chapter 9: Malfoy Manor

~Spring 1998 ~

Daisy POV

I did not even as much as gaze at him. Blaise, the bloody idiot. I just stomped past him, following after Josie.

"Daisy?" Idiot. I ignored him. Or rather wanted to ignore him. But the fool had to grab my wrist, making me spin around.

"Stay away from me, I am not good for you and stay safe okay? Things, bad things are going to happen. Try to stay away from people that could mean harm." he mumbled and I shook my head at him.

"Is that a threat?" I spit out, trying to wiggle my hand out of his grip.

"It is a well-meant warning." he huffed, glowering at me.

"Whatever, let go of me!" I groaned, ripping my arm free and stomping after Josie. Soon we had reached our four seats where we sat every year.

I brushed it off when the others wanted to know what he talked to me about. I was not in the mood to talk about it. It was not only him who caused my bad mood. Harry had also not written in weeks and I knew mum and dad were preparing for war. That they were going to fight like back then. This made my stomach twist. Of course I was proud, but also terrified.

"Your parents will be safe?" Lucas asked. I shrugged my shoulder.

"I hope so. They have been through a lot and have done so much, I think they will be fine." It was partly a lie. The back of my mouth burned and I had to try hard to fight the tears. Everyday I was worried that something could happen to them — not like never anything had happened to them...

When Josie wanted to say something the train all of a sudden came to a halt.

Just like many times before when going back to Hogwarts. Were the Death Eaters seriously still thinking that Harry hid here?

The doors opened and slowly they strutted through the corridors, getting closer and closer. None of use dared to look up at them. We all either stared out of the window or at the floor. My breathing hitched and I swallowed heard when the loud foot steps got closer...

...and closer.

Suddenly coming to a halt.

Right in front of me.

I stared at the ground, my eyes burning and my throat drying out. "That's her?"

A gloved hand moved under my chin and made me lift my head. I stared directly into the face of Antonin Dolohov — I knew him from the mug-shots. Josie gasped audibly next to me, grabbing my hand. I kept a stern, bored face, clenching my jaw and staring at him.

"Your name?" he asked, his voice so damn cold that it sent shivers down my spine. I did not answer and the grip on my throat tightened.

"Daisy."

"And?"

"Bell!" I huffed, tears burning in my eyes.

"Ah, I see. I found her. She really looks like the picture we had of her. The bastard child of the two blood traitors," he laughed, turning over to his companion. I did not know him.

"Your aunty Bella would like to have a family reunion with you." he sneered. Aunty Bella. Bile crept up my throat. Bellatrix Lestrange.

"I...I am not leaving!" I groaned, glowering at him as good as possible. I knew everyone's attention was on us, although no one directly looked.

"Well, you either come with us or some of my friends will pay the parents of your little Mudblood friend over there a visit." he smirked, his hand moving from my throat to my upper arm. I gasped, blood pressure rising. I moved my hand out of Josie's grip who fought against the tears.