"can i just stay here, spend the rest of my days here?"
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Makayla Malfoy
Downstairs, in the living room of my not-so-homely home, Deatheaters sit at my dining room table. Voldemort sits at the end of the table and all of them talk over serious adult things that father says I cannot be a part of. Okay, I guess. I stare out the window of my dusty bedroom, hugging my knees as I sit on the alcove. The canvas that lay outside this border of glass is barren and brown, no noise or happiness even peeking inside.
Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. I turn my head to see Nora entering the room. A small, but short-lived smile grows on my face as she walks over and sits across from me on the small bench before the window. We're silent for a little while, watching the wind blow leaves off the trees a few feet below us.
"Father said that he needs you..." Nora murmurs hesitantly, almost as if she doesn't want me to go down there.
I sigh, gently cupping the back of her head and pulling her closer to me to wrap her in my embrace. We stay there for a few seconds before I am forced to pull away and rise from the alcove. I give her a nod in reassurance to assure her that I will be okay if I go down there and she nods in return before I leave her alone in my somewhat new bedroom.
When I enter the dining room, the soft chatter fades into silence. I hate silence. No one says anything until Voldemort whispers, "Makayla... We're so glad you are able to join us... Today, we have a special mission for you. Lucius, would you please take it away?"
Slowly but surely, my father rises from his chair. It's obvious that he hasn't been doing well. His hair looks as if it hasn't been washed once during this current century while his eyes look like he didn't get enough sleep, so he smoked on some muggle herb to try and reverse it. In better terms, he looks like an American drug addict.
He clears his throat softly before decreeing, "You are to go with Bellatrix, Greyback, and the others to infiltrate the Weasley home. We've gotten intel that they have Harry Potter there."
I nod as Bellatrix, Greyback, another Deatheater, and Mattheo all stand up. Mattheo sees my surprised expression at him even sitting at the table. He doesn't acknowledge it as we all exit the room. As we do, I hear the room's conversation resume. They're talking about infiltrating the Ministry...
Bellatrix and Grayback come up with the idea to send Mattheo and I to the Burrow before the others since they think that we're their friends. Isn't that lovely? I have to face them after last year. It's like they want us to die. Though, I wouldn't be surprised if that were true.
We're given a bit of time to prepare and get into better outfits since they want us to stay a few days. I'm currently staring at myself in the mirror of my small room in this tent in the middle of nowhere. I choose to wear a white spaghetti strapped top with a pair of lowrise jeans. Nothing too snazzy. It's not like Louis is going to be there.
"Makayla," Bellatrix starts, dusting off my shoulders, "you'll convince them to let you two stay with them until the wedding. Today is July 27, so you will have to wait for 5 days. This gives you enough time to gather information on who is going to be at the wedding so that we know who to be ready for. I don't believe that this should be of much difficulty for you, should it?"
I shake my head. "No ma'am. I won't let you down."
She smiles and pats the side of my head gently, praising, "Good girl, Malfoy."
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC) - Full Series
FanfictionMakayla Malfoy, daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, is just a girl trying to get through her eight years of education at Hogwarts, until some crummy first years make that impossible. Now she must help them through their journey, so they don't do...
