What I Want | Draco Malfoy

Chapter Twenty Two: Bast

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"Who is Maxwell Bast?" Ron questioned as the two quickly gathered a team to go to the Malfoy Manor. "Lennon's father. She never knew him but he was a Death Eater. Very close to the Dark Lord—My father hated him." Malfoy spoke quickly, not knowing why his mother hadn't warned him of his father's vengeance. "I think you should go first, Malfoy. We need to come up with a plan." Hermione spoke up. She normally was in a different branch in the Ministry of Magic, typically helping House Elves gain freedom. This was a case she couldn't miss out on because it hit so close to home with her. "No offense, Malfoy, but I've been in the Manor before. They're going to hurt her badly if she is there. You need to get in without causing a scene." Hermione had a deep fear for her friend. "We better have this case finished before Harry and Ginny come back from their honeymoon." Ron sighs, rubbing his eyes from stress. Draco's eyes were red and if anyone paid enough attention, they'd be able to see he was very close to losing his temper. He was stressing about Lennon, and wondered if this was all his fault. If he should have never befriended her in the first place. "I don't think my Father would be dumb enough to leave her in the Malfoy Manor." Draco spoke up, thinking hard on what his father would do. "Where else would she be? Thats our only lead." Ron spoke up, groaning in aggravation. The clock was ticking, and there wasn't enough time for mistakes or guesses. "We need information on her parents. Maybe they can help?" Hermione questioned, searching through the paperwork they had gathered on Lennon.

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"Please, don't hurt me anymore." Lennon cried, gripping her hands tightly together to stop from screaming again. Her own screams echoed in her mind as she couldn't get Lucius Malfoy's evil eyes out of her head. "You should have just stayed in Romania." Lucius sneered, crouching down at her level. "Why do this? We could have gotten along." Lennon sniffled, her words coming out soft and weak. "You pathetic girl. Do you still not understand? You will ruin the Malfoy name. Your family was a disgrace." He sneered. He was shocked as Lennon let out a small laugh. "Why are you laughing, girl?" He growled, yanking her up by the neck. "Your eyes are like stormy oceans—like Draco's." Lennon whispered as Lucius Malfoy held his hand tightly around her neck. She wondered if he would keep his grip around her neck until she fell unconscious but at her comment he threw her back down in disgust. The words sent shivers down his back as he looked at the girl, wondering what the hell his son could possibly see in someone like her. "Shut up, whore!" Lucius yelled and slapped her hard in the cheek. Lennon held back a yelp as she kept her eyes matched strongly with his. "Draco will save me, I know he will!" Lennon spit blood at Lucius and accepted his rage as he beat her more by her outburst. By the time he left her on the stone floor, he wasn't sure if she was even breathing. "What a waste of a witch." He grumbled as he stepped out of the room. As Lennon realized she was finally alone she couldn't help but tighten her grip around the bloody locket around her neck. "Draco, please. I love you." Lennon weakly whispered and kissed the locket. She fell asleep without another thought of how cold her naked and broken body was.

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"Hello, Father." Draco smiled stiffly at his father. The Aurors were finally able to bring him in for questioning and figured it would be best if Draco could try talking to him. "Son, what's the meaning of this?" Lucius demanded, slamming his fist on the table. "Where is she, father?" Draco asked, sitting in the chair across from his father and staring at him coldly. "Who?" Lucius Malfoy spoke with a small smirk on his face. "You know damn well who we are looking for." Draco's voice was barely over a whisper but Lucius heard it clear as day. "Weasley come in here." Draco called out when he knew his father wouldn't speak. Ron walked in with Hermione at his sighed and Lucius couldn't help but recoil in disgust. "You're conversing with filthy blood." He hissed. Draco slowly stood from his chair and stared deep into his father's eyes, "Take him to a cell." The words caught Lucius Malfoy's attention and he quickly stood up. "Cell? What cell?" He demanded, yanking his hand away when Hermione stepped towards him. "Azkaban. It has your name on it." Draco smiled sourly at his father. A couple other Aurors came into the room and seized Lucius. As they took him out Lucius said one final thing that sent chills up everyone spine, "She was right. We do have the same eyes." The words were so quiet that they almost missed them, but as he was pulled out the room Draco couldn't help but pick up the nearest chair and angrily throw it at the wall. "This is good news, Draco. It means we were right and it was him." Hermione spoke words of comfort, glad they were on the right track. "It also means Lennon was close enough to see his eyes and I don't like the sound of that." Draco angrily put his hands on his head to try and calm his temper. If his father laid a hand on Lennon, he didn't know how he was going to keep himself out of Azkaban next. Ron shifted uncomfortably at the next question he knew everyone was thinking, "So, do we need to speak with Lennon's family?"

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