Charlie and that Slytherin (Charlie x reader)

Chapter Two

Y/n Lestrange took a deep breath of fresh air --or as fresh as she was going to get-- as she stepped out of the large explosion made into Azkaban.

Her mother, whose face was hallowed how from years in prison, suddenly filled with life as she cackled in glee.

In the distance, the two Lestrange women watched the Dementors go crazy. Many black wisps were flying around them, some even colliding into them. as if the manifestations of one's deepest sorrows would keep them here in this hell hole away from their rightful place in society.

Y/n felt her mother's hand on her arm. "Let's go find My Lord." She cackled as the two departed the broken prison.

And off they flew, away from the prison that had taken away their freedom, one innocent, the other guilty, one with a wish to reunite, the other with a want for revenge.

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"Nice to see you free, cousin." Draco nodded to his Pureblood cousin. "How was Azkaban?"

"Wouldn't you like to know Drackie?" She teased him as she ran down the halls. "Still pining away for the hopeless romance with the Mu-?

"Shut your mouth!" He quickly shouted to the dark haired girl. She raised an eyebrow, a slightly insane smile as she ran back to him.

"Aww such a mouth on a little boy." She slapped his cheek lightly as she skipped away. "Should get your mummy to wash out your mouth. Or do you prefer Aunty? That can be arranged, Draco" she whispered ominously.

"Completely off your rocker, you are..." Draco mumbled as he became paler, if it was even possible.

"It's always the insane that are unpredictable. Remember that" His cousin winked at him as she left to go find an elf in the kitchen.

Draco never really did enjoy the feeling he got when his Lestrange cousin came to visit. She reeked of insanity, if not worse than Bellatrix.

During her teenage years at the manor, he found himself quite frightened of her. One moment, she was smiling kindly and talking sweetly to anyone who was brave enough to venture into a conversation, the next moment she was cackling and insanity came off of her as rain on a stormy day. It wasn't far fetched to say that Draco never felt safe around his cousin, not with how he would see her mind change as she got older.

Even if there was a small spark of light that seemed to shine through on the very rare occasion, it was something Draco only ever got to see twice.

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"Is that ickle little Weasley?" The group turned to see two figures coming out from between the shelves.

"Bellatrix Lestrange and Y/N Lestrange." Neville told the group as he pointed his wand at the elder one.

"Longbottom is it? How's mum and dad?" She taunted him as Neville shot back angrily at her. Ron and Ginny looked curiously at the second Lestrange.

"Oh, there's two of them. Dragon boy never told me much about you, little girl," She pointed her wand as if it was a pointer at the youngest Weasley. "How about you give us the Prophecy and we'll be on our way?"

"Well said Y/n." Lucius smiled as he approached the group of students. "I can show you how to use it Harry."

"Ooh Little baby Potter knows how to play, mother." The daughter cackled to her mother, who only smirked. "Little. Baby. Harry. Potter."She sang repeatedly and teasingly to the raven haired chosen one from her position.

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"If it isn't the twins" Y/n coo'ed as she spotted the two Weasley twins, Fred and George.

"What are you doing here?" The two drew their wands immediately as she laughed to herself just a bit.

"Put your wands away before you hurt someone." She told them as she walked right up to them. "I want you to pass a message to Dragon Boy."

"Why would we do that?"

"Because it might help him stay alive, that's why." The two's interest were immediately picked.

Being dragged off to a dark alleyway, she brought them down to her level, seeing as she was quite short.

"Tell him The dragon has drawn its flame and decorates the sky in embers. " she patted their shoulders as they looked at her confusingly.

"The dragon has drawn its flame and decorates the sky in embers? What kind of message is that?" The shorter of the two asked her oddly.

"It's code. Can't tell him directly, now can I? I'd tell him sooner rather than later before something bad happens." And with that, she apparated away, leaving the two Weasleys in the Alley.

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"YOU AREN'T WORTHY OF HIM!" Her shouts echoed through the basement as she stared down the ex-Gryffindor that had been serving her Lord. "A RAT! YOU'RE A FILTHY, UNLOYAL RAT!" the man trembled under her glares and her dangerously pointed wand. "YOU DON'T HAVE ONE LOYAL TRUSTWORTHY OUNCE IN YOUR WORTHLESS BODY, YOU HEAR??

"H-Have m-mercy" He cowered on the ground of the wet dungeon, his hands lifted in surrender at the dark haired witch. "P-pl-please M-Miss Le-Le-strange"

"You may have helped him once but we both know you are simply waiting for your chance. No worries, your hand will betray you sooner than you think." she spat in his face as she kicked him down.

"Remember, no unforgivables. Not anymore." That voice was back. Telling her what to do as she grit her teeth and brandished her wand and pointed it to the Animagus. "You promised me Lestrange." That voice. That deep voice that belonged to the Blood Traitor Gryffindor who had tried to break down her walls. Oh how he frustrated her so much, to hear his voice like this day in and day out. Like a constant ticking coming from nowhere and everywhere.

"Leave me alone." she grumbled to herself as her wand lit up red with the spell and pointed it to the Traitor Pettigrew. "Don't tell me what do to."

"You're better than this. I know you are." It was also the voice that reasoned with her. The one that calmed her nerves as well in times of duress. "At least do it for me..."

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"Miss Lestrange, you've decided to grace us with your presence tonight." The Dark Lord smiled at the daughter of his most loyal follower. "What have you've learned?"

"They've got a safehouse My lord." she bowed deeply as her mother had taught her.

"Have you the location?'

"It seems to be under Fidelius." She said, keeping her voice at a level tone to avoid any wavering answer. "Their minds are easy to penetrate. None so far have practiced Occlumency."

"Then continue your work, my loyal friend." she wore a grin of satisfaction on her face, as if she had been rewarded with large amounts of gold.

"I shall My Lord. I shall not disappoint you." she stood up and almost skipped out of the room, sending off uneasiness to anyone who passed, the intense and unstable insanity of the Black family flowing thickly through the air that everyone breathed.

Just a bit longer Charlie... I'll throw him off as much as I can.