Father's Little Deatheater

Back to Malfoy Manor

The two and a half months back at school after the holidays Atti and Luna were missing. I tried contacting him in our journal, but he never replied. I got picked on in Amycus's classes along with Neville. We were both forced to torture first years. If we refused, we would be punished. I spent a lot of time in the undercroft with my friends. All the known secret passageways had been sealed so we all decided to make a new one. Neville, Ginny, Stella and I are planning in the undercroft when Stella sees a portrait on the back wall. "Has that always been there" She mutters walking over. "I don't know haven't noticed it before." Ginny replies. "Isn't that your ancestors.?" I ask Stella as were both standing In front of the portrait. "Yes. That's Sebastien and Ann Sallow and Ominous Gaunt." Stella tells us pointing to each of the smiling students. "Wow he looks soo much like Atti," Neville speaks up. I smile at the resemblance, missing my best friend soo much. 

"Look there's something behind the portrait." Ginny blurts. I look closer. "She's right, looks like a tunnel. Help me take this down." I say to her. We carefully take it off the wall, placing it on the ground leaning against a pillar. We all stare down the dark tunnel, in silence. "Should we all go?" I speak, breaking the silence. "After you." Ginny grins. "Lumos" I say pulling out my wand to give us some light. We find ourselves walking for about 30 minutes until I see light appearing under a door. Pushing it open, we step down into the Hogs Head. 

"How did you lot get in here." An unfamiliar voice startles us. "Dumbledore?" I mutter, confused. "That's Aberforth Dumbledore to you." He growls. "Wait are you his brother." Neville speaks connecting the dots. "Yes that's right. And you are." He asks us again in a more serious tone. "Sorry. Asteria Malfoy. These are my friends Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley and Stella Gaunt." I greet holding out my hand. He shakes it with a stern look on his face. "Gaunt ae. Haven't heard that name in years. Did you come from the undercroft." He asks. The four of us nod, then Neville's stomach rumbles. "Sit, I just put the kettle on." He gestures to a table.

We tell him all the things now going on at Hogwarts and he suggests making food and tea for us if we need. He tells us about his sister Arianna and how he found this tunnel when he bought the Hogs Head inn and never told anyone about it. We thank him profusely as we leave back through the tunnel. 

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One evening I'm relaxing in the common room on the couch by myself when Alecto bursts in. "Just who I was locking for." She mutters. "Why would you be looking for me. Do I need to break your wand again." I say getting mad. "You wont have the chance little girl. I just got word that your traitorous friends are on their way to your manor. You will heading there right now with me." She demands pulling out her wand. Again before I'm about to react. 

"Imperio" Is all I hear coming from her venomous mouth. My mind goes fuzzy, I no longer know where I am. I'm being pulled in a million directions, my eyes closed. I feel sickly.

 That's when I open my eyes and I realise she has materialized us in front of my house. "You will not betray us again." She says as she pulls me into the lobby. Voldemort is standing at the top of the stairs looking down at us. "Well done Alecto. You are dismissed. Leave my sight now I will deal with her." He demands. Alecto disappears and I fall to the floor as the concentration of the curse breaks. "Why am I here." I smirk, getting to my feet. "My dear Asteria, why so angry." He deems in his creepy voice. "You know why, where is mother and Draco." I say, looking around our dim living room. "Oh they are around. You will see them soon. We need to talk." He demands. 

"Go get the boy" Voldemort says to one of his Deatheater's who just walked around the corner. He leaves instantly. I hope he meant Draco, its been a while since I've seen my own brother. My thoughts were answered as he pulls Draco around the corner. He's of course struggling in his arms. "Let go of me, I can walk myself." My brother yells. He looks my way, as a smile appears on hiss face. I rush over to hug him. "I missed you." He says over my shoulder. "Me too Draco." I reply. "Enough." Voldemort's voice pierces thorough the silence of our reuniting moment. "I need you two to do something for me." He demands. We both pull away from our hug and listen to what he has to say. "We think Harry potter and his friends are on their way here. But somehow his face is unrecognizable. Stung by a spell perhaps. I need both of you to see if you can identify him." He tells us. Draco and I look at each other. "Is that all." Draco mutters. "Yes boy this is very important. If you cant pull off this simple task.. Well lets say you wont see any of your little friends again." He threatens, as he walks away back into his little depressing room. 

I don't even get the time to see mother before aunt Bella rushes out the front door, past Draco and I who are catching up on the couch. "They must be here." I say looking at my brother. He just admitted that he's been through a lot of torture from Voldemort and I instantly told him the things the Carrow's had done to me. That's when we both decided we didn't want to be his followers anymore, I would help my brother leave his clutches forever. 

A Deatheater calls us into our large room Where Bellatrix holds up this boys head all puffed up like he had a bag reaction to a sting. Draco by my side, mother and father right behind us, as well as some snatchers holding up Ron and Hermione. "Well?" Bella's voice rings. "I cant be sure," Draco mutters. "Look closely son." My father now says standing behind Draco placing his hand around the back of his neck. He glances at me before speaking again in a whisper. "If we are the ones to hand Potter over to the dark lord.. everything would be forgiven. All will be as it was, you understand." Draco and I nod. "Now we all wont be forgetting who actually caught him, I hope Mr. Malfoy." One of the snatchers say behind us. "You dare talk to me like that in my own house." Father yells right in our ears. Mother comes over to try calm him. "Lucius," She whispers, pulling him away from us. 

"Don't be shy. come over. Now if this isn't who we think it is, and we call him, he'll kill us all. We need to be absolutely sure." Bella tells us as she pulls us closer to Harrys face. I know its him and so does Draco. Harry looks into both of our eyes, with a pleading look. "What's wrong with his face." Draco blurts out. Who cares Draco just say its not Harry. I mentally roll my eyes. "Yes what is wrong with his face." Bella questions. "He came to us like that. Something he picked up in the forest, I reckon." A snatcher says. "Or ran into a stinging jinx. Was it you dearie." Bella says pointing her wand in Hermione's direction. She walks right over to her, leaving Draco and I looking at Harry. I squeeze Draco's hand. "Give me her wand. We'll see what her last spell was." Bella's voice echo's behind us followed by her cackling. Father comes over and taps our shoulders.

"What is that. Where did you get that from." Bella's voice booms. I turn around to see what's happening. That's when I see what my aunt sees. The sword of Gryffindor, being held by a snatcher. "It was in her bag when we searcher her. reckon its mine now." he says. Bella gets angry pulling out her wand sending the snatcher crashing into the wall and her sword into her hands. she slashes some of the other snatches with the sword then swirls her wand around, latching a whip around the mans throat, dragging him along the floor. "Go! Get out." She yells. the snatches scamper to their feet and run out the door. "Cissy, put the boys in the cellar. I want to have a little conversation with this one, girl-to-girl." She says to mother, not taking her eyes of Hermione. Mother takes Ron and Harry down to the cellar.

Draco and I stand watching as Bella leans over Hermione who is sprawled on the floor on her back. "That sword is meant to be in my vault at Gringotts. How did you get it. What else did you and your friends take from my vault." She questions, screaming in Hermione's face. "I didn't take anything. please. I didn't take anything." Hermione pleads again, crying and struggling. "I don't believe you." Bella roars, turning to do something to Hermione's arm. I throw my face into Draco's chest as Hemiones horrible screams pierce my ears. Tears stain my brothers shirt, but he doesn't care he holds me like the protective brother I know he can be when he's not under pressure from bad people.