𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 (Draco Malfoy x OC)

𝓢𝓲𝔁

Olive

I watch as the door slowly creaks open. Severus motions for me to follow him, and then he disappears behind the door. I give a small sigh, preparing myself.

I step through the doorway, and find myself in an impossibly dark corridor. Without warning, the door behind me swings shut, with a loud bang, making me jump a little. 

The hallway smells like a mixture of old parchment paper and dust, and even though it's eerily dark, the prickly sensation at the back of my neck tells me I'm being watched. 

After standing in the darkness for a moment or two, the lights flicker on, casting a dim, orange glow onto the hallway. I look around, and instantly I am reminded of Mother and Father's house - besides all of the dirt. 

The hallway is long, and stretches on for about ten meters before reaching a set of spiraling set of stairs. The walls are decorated with portraits of people, though many of them have black curtains hung around them. Crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, covered heavily in cobwebs and dust. Every now and then the lights flicker on and off. 

I hear the sound of footsteps, and I watch as three people appear in the distance. As they get closer I can make out their features better; there is a plump woman with flaming red hair, wearing a cooking apron, a man with dark, curly hair swept messily over his face, and lastly another man with light brown hair, and a scar stretching from his eye to his chin. 

I instantly recognize the man with the dark hair - he is Sirius Black. I've seen in in several photos before, mostly in the newspaper; the Deatheaters and the Ministry of Magic is looking for him. I hide my surprise. 

I bite the inside of my lip in thought; if Sirius Black is at the Order, then why hadn't Snape brought it up to the Dark Lord, I'm sure that Voldemort would've benefited with such information. 

I quickly glance at Severus, growing suspicious. 

The plump woman's face breaks into a grin,"Hello Severus, so nice to see you. We weren't expecting you for another half hour." 

Sirius Black and the other man don't say anything to Severus, and I get the feeling that they're not too fond of him. 

Snape nods to the woman, "Greetings, Molly." 

Molly? This must be Molly Weasley; I've heard all about the Weasleys. 

"Oh! And you must be Olive," Molly says, looking towards me, and if it's even possible, her face breaks into a bigger smile. 

Despite what Mother and Father have said about the Weasleys, I can't help but instantly liking her. 

"Yes ma'am," I say, smiling a bit. 

"We're so happy to have you," Molly says, "I'm very sorry to hear about what happened to your parents," 

"Thank you," I say quietly, and I have to admit that I feel a little bad lying to this woman; she's so friendly.

"Not to worry, you're in great hands here," Molly says, smiling, she motions to the two men behind her, "This is Remus Lupin over here," Remus Lupin gives a small wave and smiles at me.

"This is Sirius Black, but I'm sure you've heard all about him over the news." Molly says with a small sigh, "I just ask you to not let anyone know of his whereabouts, I'm sure you know that the Ministry is looking for him."

I give a small smile, "Of course not, who would I tell anyways?" I feel Severus' eyes on me at the last bit. I feel a pang of guilt, knowing that I'll have to reveal that Sirius is here to the Deatheaters - but, anyways, it doesn't really matter either way, it's not like they have the address. I wash away any other feelings of guilt as I remind myself what his side has done to mine.