Optionless with Draco Malfoy

40. Gringotts

Juliette

"Wait, so we're sure about this?" Hermione asked once we were far from Griphook's room.

"She seemed terrified when she saw that you had possession of the sword. If we destroy whatever's inside of that vault, we'll be a step closer to killing You-Know-Who," I replied.

"Juliette's right, but even if we do find one, how are we supposed to destroy it if Griphook has the sword?" Ron said, all of us fixing our gaze on Harry.

"I'm still working on that part," Harry murmured. "Maybe we should try talking to Mr. Ollivander about these wands," he pulled out two wands from his pocket. One of them which I recognized as Draco's.

I took the sleek dark wand from his hand, examining it. "This one's Draco's," I stated confidently. 

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Being the only Slytherin of the group, it was agreed upon the three of them that for this Gringotts plan to work, I had to impersonate Bellatrix Lestrange. Apparently, my tone would be more convincing than the others.

Coincidentally, Bill was able to find some leftover Polyjuice potion from a while ago. Fleur helped me as well, she found some black clothing for me to wear as a disguise as well.  

"I reckon you should take this as well," Harry insisted, holding Bellatrix's wand.

I sighed, "Harry... I don't think I can bring myself to hold it. It's done so many horrible things. That wand killed Sirius," I said sincerely. I stared at the wand. It made me feel awful. Bellatrix Lestrange has done horrible things. She murdered her cousin and tortured the Longbottoms.

"If I can hold it, you can," he said, giving me the wand.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts. I took the goblet filled with the polyjuice potion.

I downed it in one go, trying not to throw up the contents in which I had just swallowed. 

I changed into the clothes Fleur gave me and walked out of the cottage. Hermione had transformed into Narcissa Malfoy and Ron to Rodlophus Lestrange. Griphook held the sword and stood by Hermione. Harry carried his invisibility cloak so that he wouldn't be seen by others at Gringotts.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"Hideous," Ron responded.

"Same to you," I said. No one could tell it was us, at least physically.

"Remember, you have to act like her too," Harry said.

I nodded, and then extended my hands. Then Harry put his ontop of mine, followed by Hermione and Ron. In seconds, we were Apparating to Diagon Alley.

Griphook got onto Harry's back, Hermione assisting them by wrapping the invisibility cloak on the two. Once it was on, we walked out of the small dark tunnel-like structure.

"Madam Lestrange," greeted a warlock who passed by.

I glared and curtly nodded at him.

We made our way to Gringotts, the wizarding bank. I had only been inside a few times. Goblins worked in two rows, one across from the other, but spaced out so that they were on opposite ends.

There was a grand chandelier hanging above us, making me feel quite nervous and paranoid. The last time I stood under a chandelier, I nearly got crushed, Draco saving my life. This time, Draco wasn't here to save my life if I needed him to.

We slowly approached the goblin at the front of the room.

"Show me my vault, goblin," I said in my best impression of Bellatrix Lestrange, demanding and coming across rude. I knew Bellatrix was prejudice, so I attempted to make it sound like I was more superior than the goblins.