Bad Romance

Visitation Day

I PROMISE I'M  NOT DEAD AND I DID'T FORGET ABOUT YOU GUYS! :( My laptop broke and for whatever unknown reason, the Wattpad app on my phone was not cooperating and kept saying that I needed to sync the story offline. But alas, my computer is fixed again.

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-From your POV-

About 8 months had gone by with absolutely no word or appearances from Voldemort. I had expected that he would off the Malfoy's but for whatever reason, he kept them around. I couldn't quite figure it out yet, but knowing him it's some sort of power play.

In the downtime, I continued to practice dark magic and the art of dragons. I also began the rough experience of hiding my horcruxes. I didn't have as many as he did, so I needed to make sure that mine were very well hidden.

I started with the mirror, of course. Violet kept it in her possession and was very weary about it. The next thing I was focusing on was my S-charm necklace. I didn't quite remember who it was that paid the price of my horcrux, but it wasn't important. All that was important is that the necklace be concealed.

And I had an idea of somewhere that he would never be able to get it, but it was a hell of a risk.

I had dropped Violet off at her summer camp for horseback riding; I tried to keep her summers full of extra-curriculars so that way one, she stayed out of the way while I took care of business and two, she stayed on her tip-toes. For whatever reason, this year she was giving me more flack than normal and I just chalked it up to that she was upset about having to go to a new camp. She used to go to one in the countryside of France, but given all the crazy stuff that has happened in the past year, not only does he know exactly what camp it was but I thought keeping her closer might be best, so she went to one in Wales instead. Whatever the cause, I'm sure she'd get over it and even if she didn't, I had business to take care of and men to destroy.

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Once I landed swiftly on the grounds of my desired location, I retracted the wings and adjusted my crown, as it had slid slightly while I was flying. I had became so sufficient with dragon magic and charms that instead of having a dramatic transformation, it was as simple as snapping my fingers and I could literally poof into a dragon and vice versa. Powerful, right??

I walked up proudly to the main entrance, knowing the guards were going to be shocked at my request, but nonetheless this needed to be done. And if not done, then at least attempted.

As expected, there was only one actual human at the reception area, and he looked caught off guard by me. I walked up to the counter with a small grin. "May I help you, Miss?" he offers in confusion.

"Yes, actually. I'm here to pay someone a visit." I say proudly. He sits back in his seat some and his eyebrows furrow even further.

"A visit?? Nobody chooses to come to Azkaban." he tells me. I nod my head.

"Oh, I know. But this is for an old friend. I haven't seen him in a while and I think it's a bit overdue." I say firmly. He eyes me for a few minutes, trying to figure out if I'm being serious or not, and then finally starts flipping through books and pages on his desk.

"Name of prisoner?" he asks, still looking down at a paper.

"Alexander." I say, knowing that the chances of there being another Alex here are virtually none. He freezes and looks up at me in hard confusion.

"Alexander-"

"Martin, yes." I finish for him.

"You're aware of what he did, right Miss??" he asks. I nod my head and stay calm, trying to not let the impatience shine through.