Return of the Wandering Potter

Chapter 3

Cordelia sat in the back seat of the limo looking out at the world as it passed by the tinted windows in a blur of shapes and color. She had changed into a long cocktail style dress that wrapped around her neck to keep the top half from falling with a slit on the left side starting from a few inches below her thigh showing off her long slender legs in fleeting peaks when she moved. Pulled over her shoulders was a matching long trench coat with silver buttons in the shape of coiled snakes for a small pop of color.

On her feet she wore two inch black high heels that had a cloth piece on each side of the shoe to wrap up her leg and tied just below the bend of her knee. They were spelled liberally with cushioning charms and wrapped to where the rune circle tattoo on her ankles were shown slightly between the ribbons.

Her hair had been doused liberally with lavender and tea tree oil then expertly curled into semi-tame waves falling freely down her shoulders. It framed her face causing her aristocratic features to come into sharp relief against the wall of black making her sharp blue grey eyes to shine. She wore verily light make-up in the form of a light powder to her skin, some blush and a small bit of lip gloss to enhance her natural beauty.

    Sitting on her crossed legs purring in content was Aquarius who she had placed a special glamour collar on making him look like a midnight black cat. She was gently stroking his back feeling the hidden scales under the layer of charms. Each gentle stroke caused the small wyvern to purr loudly as he snuggled against his mistress.

    The small action caused a slight quirk to lift Cordelias' lips as she glanced down at her familiar snoozing. It had taken her some time to choose her outfit and fix her hair to perfection. After all her mother always did say the best way to send a message is to impress first denounce later like a spider drawing a fly into its trap. She could easily remember the days of her father playfully bemoaning the fact that he was surrounded by Slytherin women. Her lessons with her mother were the reason behind her currently sitting in a limo wearing designer clothes making her way towards her niece.

    Looking up from her familiar Cordelia cast her gaze to the tinted window separating her from the driver. She watched as the man carefully maneuvered the long vehicle down the road clearly humming a tune to himself. His short platinum blond hair slicked back on the sides with a black hat sitting atop his head and a tailored suit adorning his lean, lightly muscled frame.

    Her drivers name is Marius Maloye previously Malfoy a squib cousin of the Malfoy head Lucius. Cordelia had met him not long after his family had kicked him out of the house for being a squib. Mind you they had kept him until he was seventeen which was luckier than most but only because they were to embarrassed to ship him off to a muggle orphanage. So he was hidden deep within one of the Malfoy country estates until they could legally kick him into the muggle world with no paper trail.

   It was at the time that Cordelia had become independent from her family after a row with her parents about a marriage contract that she wished to end but they didn't see the reason to. She was fuming walking through muggle London when she had literally ran into the young man knocking him over and the food order he was due to deliver. He was skin and bones just barely making ends meat with little common education and only his pure blood etiquette lessons from his youth.

          It took her less than a second to realize what family he was from. It didn't take long to put two and two together to get the whole picture especially with the aura of pure misery that was coming off of him. She felt a sadness along with a burning fury at his family that she had quickly made a rash decision. Taking money from her trust vault she invested in a couple of limos and opened up a limo service company manned purely by squibs.

   She was quite proud of her company that worked in both the muggle and magical worlds as drivers. Her main rules were to always act as the pureblood they were raised as just slightly toned down and that no squib was to drive someone from their direct family. Meaning if anyone from the Malfoy family that knew of who the squib was or would ask questions the squib in question was to not be presented as their driver. It saved her a lot of trouble and made it a more comfortable drive for everyone.