Order of the Sphinx... Why should HP get to have all the fun?

Chapter 27: Defying Gravity

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I own only a flighty Muse who is really starting to piss me off.

Chapter 27: Defying Gravity

August began and the 15th was the one day I was looking forward to greatly. The final handover. The last day I would have to interact with Lucius Malfoy.

Unfortunately, this hand over was going to be happening on his own turf.

Yes, I was going to be going into enemy territory. Yes I was going alone. Yes… I am well aware that I am a total idiot, but to set the record straight, there wasn’t a logical way that AV could come with me; I was riding Nelu the whole way.

Yep. Flying.

That was another bit I was excited about. But I mean, come on, who wouldn’t be excited about riding on the back of a flying dragon?! Charlie had wanted to come with me, but I put my foot down and told him no. If things were to go suddenly sour I wanted him nowhere near the vicinity. He sulked about it for two days.

I woke up early on the 15th, greeting the sun as it rose. Scarfing down a quick breakfast before nerves could overtake and render my appetite useless, I quickly dressed and grabbed my broom, shrinking it and placing it in my pocket next to my wand. I took the specialised riding saddle that Ralf and his men had left with us when they had dropped Nelu off and saddled him up.

Before I left I walked back up to the house and said Goodbye to Alexandru whom had just woke and helped him get settled in for his breakfast. He made me promise to come back straight after I was done at Malfoy Manor and tell him all about it. I was happy to oblige.

I walked down to the pen, a woman on a mission before I was brought up short by a dark figure leaning stiffly against the fence, looking straight at me. “Shoot” I muttered to myself, before schooling my features and walking towards Snape. “Morning Professor. A bit early for you to be out and about isn’t it?” I asked, in my friendliest tone.

I reached him and stopped, he quirked an eyebrow. “I always wake early. Though your presence at this time of the morning is unusual.” He said, his tone probing. I just managed to repress a flinch. “I have a dragon to train.” I answered breezily, walking away and towards the gate, smiling at a curious dragon.

Snape growled and followed after me. “Don’t lie to me MacKay. Tell me the truth, what are you up to?” He demanded, and I couldn’t stop my flinch this time. “Dragon stuff. Like I’ve been doing all summer.” I replied, refusing to give in. It wasn’t a lie, technically; I really was doing dragon stuff. I squeezed through a gap in the fence and was about to walk again when Snape reached out and grabbed my arm, halting my progress.

I turned and looked at him, mildly impatient. I had a schedule to stick to and he was ruining it. “Does Alexandru know about this?” He asked suspiciously, gazing purposefully around the dragon pen. I smirked. “Yep. He was the one that gave me the task. He helped me plan it and everything.” I sassed, and Snape’s eyes narrowed at the blatant cheek.

“Just tell me what you’re up to MacKay.” Snape growled exasperated. I sighed. “Why do you want to know? What’s so vital about my day’s activities that you need to know every single detail?” I exclaimed, frustrated. “Because MacKay, you’re dealing with a Malfoy. Don’t underestimate him. I’ve known him for most of my life and he’s always got a secret agenda and he’s been much too happy and pleased about working with you. He’s planning something, and if you don’t act with more caution and question his behaviours more, you’re going to fall victim.” Snape barked, growing more and more incensed.