salvation♡ | a ron weasley fanfiction

the vanishing cabinet

The grand doors swung open, 'clangin' as the double doors hit the walls. Aisles and aisles of junk, clutter laden absolutely everywhere.

"Where are we?"

"The Room of Requirement,"

Electra's gaze rose up to her friend, who was looking out across the room. She of course had heard of this room, yet she had never been inside herself. Draco led her through the aisles, turning every so often down a different aisle, until eventually he stopped. She stopped beside him, looking around, figuring out what they were meant to be looking at.

"That." Draco pointed at a black, wooden cabinet in front of them. Electra looked at it and then back at him with a risen eyebrow. "It's a Vanishing Cabinet,"

"Ahhhhhh," she said in realisation. "Where's its twin?"

"Borgin and Burke's," she nodded, taking it in.

"So... why?"

"It's broken...and I'm fixing it, well I'm trying to. It's harder than I anticipated and it's taking longer than I planned, but I have to fix it," Draco began to explain to Electra, "When it's fixed I'll bring Deatheaters into the castle,"

"I see! That's your task!" Electra felt a bit of relief and looked up at her friend with a reassuring smile.

"No." he whispered. "That's part of it, Electra." he took a large breath, exhaling heavy. He was anticipating her reaction and he was nervous to tell her.

"What is the task, Draco?" she asked slowly in all seriousness. He bit his lip nervously.

"I have to kill Dumbledore." Electra gasped loudly, almost choking on her own breath.

The magnitude of his task now daunted on her, Dumbledore was arguably one of the most powerful wizards in the world, no wonder Voldemort wanted him gone. But to make Draco do his dirty work...this could result in Draco going to Azkaban, this could end him. There was no way he could do this alone.

"I have to help you. I have to." she spoke with determination.

"I can do it alone, El,"

"NO!" she shouted firmly, he was taken aback by her sudden outburst. "I will help you," she whispered the second time and for the first time Draco didn't protest, he didn't argue, he didn't tell her no. He just nodded and finally accepted her help.

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Electra Travers,

I must say I was shocked to receive your letter and yes, as you expected, I am not currently at a permanent address.

Of course, I knew about my niece. I was 15 when you were born, although I have never met you, your father did send me a photograph of you when you were born. I know you want answers, so I'll give you them.

Your father and I were not super close growing up, mostly due to the 10 year age gap. We didn't really grow up together, he moved out by the time I was 7 years old. He never liked our parents much. He was a Gryffindor in a long history of Slytherins, our parents were Slytherins, I later became a Slytherin, our whole family had been Slytherin's for as far back as it had been documented. Your father also disagreed on many of our views, believing filthy things such as Muggle Rights and the equality of Mudbloods and other despicable things; I'm sure him and your mother have also pushed such repulsive ethics on you.

Anyway, they never got along so he moved out as soon as he became of age. He never returned to the house after his 17th birthday, he send me gifts every birthday and christmas as well as regular letters. He visited me about twice a year, whilst I was young I felt abandoned by him, but as I grew up I began to not care and realised I didn't want a dirty Muggle Sympathiser as a brother anyway.