The Unthinkable

Gringotts And Dragons

Kragkor

Chaos. That was the word who would perfectly describe what Kragkor was watching when discretely moving toward the wizard bank of Gringotts, which was good for what the Master had in mind. Apparently, many wizards and witches, feared that Voldemort had finally manage to rise to the top and feared he would take their possessions away for his own evil purposes. The result was of course, a world of commotion inside the bank, in where many wealthy families were trying to secure their most valuable possessions or like the Malfoy family, their hidden dark legacy they were not willing to give to the Dark Lord.

Not all rich families, especially those with an ancient history, devoted themselves to Voldemort. Most of those families have already in their possession some dark magical objects that could bring the world to their knees. They just lacked the desire to do so or find it too troublesome. Just like the ancestors of Master Draco, managing the play off-stage, was way easier and less complicated while having all the benefits easily handle to their perfect hands.

In such a state of pandemonium, their task fitted what the Master had expected, just perfectly. No one would find odd that a group of 'Death Eaters' would suddenly arrive to increase the turmoil, but the contrary. They were expecting something like that to happen in any moment, which explained the rush to secure their wealth, before it could be stolen from either Voldemort himself or any other unscrupulous or ambitious Death Eater who want more that what he have. Kragkor smiled, oh so mischievously and with flick of his finger he signal the others elves to go in as much unnoticed as they could, then he disappeared from the glorious chaos to go back to his waiting Master.

Draco

"Draco, are you sure you can still keep up with this? Your hand is shaking a bit." Hermione asked him with worry in her voice. He had been going through a lot of bad stuff that was simply amazing he was still standing. It was true that she had given him something for the pain before leaving, but he must be exhausted by now.

"I will not lie to you, I'm honestly almost completely drain of energy. The living stone really took a toll on me, I can feel it in every step I take to move forward. Still, this is something I have to do, regardless of how tired I am. Besides, we all are in the same boat, as I'm sure Harry and you are also tired as well. While I was sick, you have very little rest while taking care of me." He looked at her trough the holes of his white mask and squeezed her hand in reassurance. "Don't worry, I will hold for a bit longer. When this is all over, I can rest for as long as I need." Although he couldn't see her face, he had a feeling she smiled.

Just then, Kragkor came back with a beaming smile, he haven't seen since he was a kid. In a way it was a bit creepy, yet he felt relived as he was sure that such a smile only meant that the conditions were just right and they have the perfect opportunity to do their task.

"Master, it's good to go." Kragkor said, while the others looked a bit nervous.

"Alright then. Harry, be careful when inside. We will be unable to see where you are, while hiding under the cloak of invisibility. You will have to give us a sign when you manage to charm the goblin." Draco instructed.

"Don't worry, I will let you know." Harry said from somewhere close to Hermione's right.

"We will keep the goblins as much distracted as we can, but they may discover you halfway. There are many spells that protects the vaults, so you need to be on your guard at all times. You may even face a dragon, deep down, it's a blind one that react to noise, but is still a full dragon, beware of it. It had been kept chained for far too long, so it's a bit... cranky." Bill warned them.

"Just great, another dragon to add at our list of huge problems..." Harry whispered and Hermione tried to get a hold on him, but failed, as her hand had grasped only the air, a few inches from his shoulder.