The Sins of a Father

Chapter Twenty - four

         Days went by... Weeks went by.... I think... I had lost count of how long I had been trapped in Malfoy Manor. The only person I would ever see was Draco and sometimes Wormtail whom I sneered at with every sight. I learned that he had betrayed my mother to Voldemort, I could tell though he felt bad for what he did and he deserved to feel that way until the day he died.

"Here I've brought you some food," Malfoy opened the gate that led into the cellar. I took the plate from him and set it on the ground.

"What month is it?" I asked him without making eye contact.

"It's nearly March," he responded with a baffled sort of tone.

"Aw I missed Christmas, that's my favorite holiday you know. That's the time when people are generally happy, it's a time when – "

"I didn't ask for your insight on a bloody holiday!" Draco snapped.

"You know what Draco you don't need to be so rude! Get out of here!" I snapped back at him.

"I don't have to leave, this is my cellar I can do what I please," he snapped once more.

"Fine, stay if you want but don't talk to me," I told him while I moved to a far corner of the cellar then sat myself on the damp ground.

"I can't do this right now," he grumbled and he started to leave.

"That's right leave," I yelped at him but as he was leaving Wormtail came in bringing Luna along with Mr. Olivander. "Luna!" I called out to her. She looked in my general direction, I moved towards her and Mr. Olivander.

"Raven, is that really you?" she asked surprise and relief laced her voice. 

"Yes, it is," I answered, with a smile. 

"Hmm curious, I imagined Heaven to be brighter and happier maybe this is Hell, then again I imagined Hell to be quite hot and scary," she rambled. I looked at Mr. Olivander who shrugged his shoulders.

"Luna, what are you talking about?" I asked her.

"George Weasley received word that you had been killed by Snape, he and the whole family are a mess right now because they all think you're dead," she informed me. No, this can't be happening, George I'm not dead! I'm not dead!  I screamed to myself. Now I really needed to get out of here.

"Mr. Olivander, you look awful, how long have you been here?" I inquired of the old withered man. His head popped up at the sound of his name.

"I have been here for far too long, longer than you Ms. Snape, they've been keeping me close to Voldemort until today that is..."

A Few Weeks later

                Our days consisted of silence, sometimes we'd talk but we all found that silence was best. I thought up different plans to get out of the Manor but I always hit a dead end. A goblin from Gringotts had joined us and he wasn't any help to making a plan. One day a miracle happened. The gates opened and two people were thrust inside, they were males and as soon as I heard one of them speak I knew that we had found a way out.

"Harry? Ron? Is that you?" I asked in darkness, which quickly turned to light. I ran to Harry and Ron and held them both tightly in my arms.

"Blimey, Raven you smell horrible!" Ron exclaimedvholding his nose.

"Well I expect that I should sense this has been my home since the Wedding, Luna and Mr. Olivander are here also." I looked behind me and bade them to come forward.  "Where's Hermione?" I asked but my question was quickly answered by a bloodcurdling scream occurring from above us.