It wasn't in an envelope; Jamie opened the letter quickly.
Anna,
The attack on your adopted father is merely a warning, next time he will not survive. If you want me to spare the Weasly's the pain of losing their father, you will meet Lucius in the bar in front of Diagon Alley tonight. You have until midnight. Don't test my patience again.
Your father.
Jamie bit her tongue to stop a sob from coming out. She knew that there wasn't anything she could do. She would have to go to Lucius.
Before she could change her mind, Jamie strode out the doors of the hospital. She was at least fortunate enough to be within walking distance of the pub. She wished she could give her family some sort of warning; tell them why she had to leave, but she knew they would never allow her to go if they really knew....
Jamie pulled her collar up against the wind, also using it as a shield to hide her fear from passing people. They looked so happy, doing their Christmas shopping... laughing and chatting with each other with broad smiles on their faces. She saw a couple kiss passionately in the street and she felt a pang in her heart. Charlie. In the letters they had sent each other over the past six months, she knew he still cared about her the way she did for him. She also knew that she probably never get to see him again, now that she was going into the clutches of her father. The thought made her almost start crying again, but Jamie bit her lip hard, fighting against the sadness that threatened to overwhelm her.
She caught sight of the pub, and slowed down a bit, savoring her last few moments of freedom. She walked up to the door with a sigh, and pushed it open.
Lucius was already there, although it was only 4 in the afternoon. He was sitting at the bar, drinking from a glass that was full of some amber liquid.
She sat down beside him. He took the glass and drained it, turning to her. He gave her a small, chilling smile. She felt as though a lump of ice had formed in the pit of her stomach. The bartender came up, looking at her.
"Firewhiskey." She said, he raised his eyebrows, but poured her a tall glass of it anyways. She gave a mock toast to Malfoy, and drained the glass in one gulp, setting it down on the table with a loud bang. She felt the drink run hot through her veins, making her feel slightly better about her situation.
She turned to Lucius again, inclining her head slightly.
He gave a nod, and tossed the bartender a Galleon; getting up from the bar and putting a hand on Jamie's back. She followed his lead, rising from her chair. The liquid made her feel lightheaded as they walked out the front door. She saw two men follow them out, keeping close behind her. Lucius steered her into a deserted alley, the three men looked around to see if no one was watching, then Malfoy rolled up his left sleeve, pressing his wand to the mark on the forearm. Jamie felt panic rise in her throat, her father knew she was coming. She looked desperately around, seeking an escape; but the death eaters were blocking the only exit with folded arms.
"Anna." Lucius said, warning her.
She knew there was no escape now, even if she wanted to, she couldn't leave; they would just take her by force anyways. Jamie sighed, and stepped up to Lucius and taking the arm he held out for her.
The alley spun out of view, and they landed in front of a large Mansion. A thick layer of snow draped like a blanket over the house, there was a large fence and a hedge that ran around the property. She could tell they were a very long way from London, from looking around at the countryside that surrounded them. There would be no chance to escape into the crowds, or run away in general.
