Harry Potter and the Daughter of Black

Lockart's Downfall

Thoughts 💭

Druella hurried through the hallways, determined to find Harry and Ron, but her plans were interrupted when she bumped into Fred and George. Fred's voice rang out, "Whoa, Druella, you look like you saw a ghost."

She gave a small, frustrated shake of her head, her eyes darting nervously. George added with a smirk, "Did you see your aunt creeping around again?"

"I don't have time to check," Druella replied curtly. "I need those charms written down."

Fred wasted no time, quickly jotting down the incantations for her. "Here you go. Good luck with whatever you're facing."

"Thank you," Druella muttered, glancing over her shoulder. "I have no idea what I'll be facing."

Fred and George exchanged confused looks, but she didn't stop to explain. She had more pressing matters to attend to.

As she walked away, she couldn't shake the sense of tension in the air. With Narcissa as Headmistress, strict rules had been put into place, especially after the recent attack. Druella had to tread carefully; Narcissa never let her out of her sight when she could help it. She spotted her aunt across the corridor, watching her with an expectant look, clearly waiting for Druella to head to class. Druella gave her a forced smile before hurrying on.

She heard her aunt calling all the teachers into the staff room, and spotting Harry and Ron, she decided to follow them. As she approached, they were pulling the Invisibility Cloak over themselves. Druella, not thinking, trailed after them, only to be shoved into a closet by Harry.

"Are you crazy?" he hissed. "They can see you!"

"I didn't think," Druella whispered back.

Ron muttered, "It's Mrs. Malfoy."

Druella rolled her eyes. "Oh really? That's new information," she said sarcastically. "Guys, I have to warn you."

Before she could say more, Harry clamped his hand over her mouth. "Quiet! They can hear you," he whispered urgently.

From their hidden position, they overheard Aunt Narcissa and the teachers discussing the situation.

"We may have to send the kids home," McGonagall said, her voice laced with concern.

"We'll get someone to look for the Chamber," Aunt Narcissa explained smoothly, her smile almost cold.

Just then, Lockhart appeared, and Druella felt her stomach twist in annoyance. She could hardly stand him anymore. Harry still had his hand over her mouth, and while he was doing nothing about the situation, Druella knew exactly who Lockhart was.

The conversation took a sharp turn when the teachers revealed that Ginny had gone into the Chamber. Druella's heart sank as she watched Ron, his face a picture of distress and sadness. She felt a pang of sympathy for him, but there was no time for that now.

Lockhart, ever the fool, turned to Aunt Narcissa and asked disrespectfully, "Who are you?"

Snape, quick to defend her, stepped forward. "She's the new Headmistress; you shouldn't talk to her that way."

Narcissa walked around Lockhart, casting a glance at Snape and McGonagall, who both snickered. She then turned back to Lockhart with a smirk. "I guess you'll be going. Your skills are 'legendary.' Surely you can rescue her."

McGonagall and Snape's quiet laughter filled the room as Lockhart, looking flustered, cowered and walked away. Narcissa's laugh rang out, too, a sound that sent a shiver down Druella's spine.