Dark Phoenix (A Draco Malfoy fanfic)

Chapter XXIV

I wake up panicked by Draco's absence, running down stairs to see him sitting on the couch flicking through the channels. 

"What are you doing up, you should be resting."
I said.

"Nothing, I'm staying with you after last night."
He said.

"What about work?"
I asked remembering we have work.

"I OWL'ed that we won't be coming in today."
He said, moving off the couch and into the kitchen.

Draco turns on the stove placing a frying pan on it.

"What are you doing?"
I asked.

"Making breakfast."
He said.

"Draco, you can't cook."
I said laughing at him.

"Yeah I can't cook but I can make pancakes. It's the only thing I can cook."
He said laughing with me.

"Can I help?"
I asked.

"No, you are going to go into the bath that is already running for you."
He said pointing back upstairs.

"Apple and Freesia bubble bath?"
I asked squinting my eyes.

"Obviously."
He said.

I ran over giving him a hug.

"You're the best. I don't know what I'd do without you."
I said, giving him a quick kiss then heading upstairs to the bathroom.

I walk in the bathroom, Apple and Freesia filling the room, candles lit and a bottle of wine. It is 10 in the morning, I can't drink at this time. I stash the wine away in the cupboard under the sink so it doesn't get knocked off. I drop my clothes and jump in the bath the hot water touching my cold body. Creating an overwhelming heat. I dip under the water and back up. Washing the bubbles out my eyes, and opening them to see the water is black.  I jump out panicked and screaming, wrapping my towel around my body.

"What's wrong?"
Draco asked out of breath from running up the stairs

"The water is black."
I said pointing towards the bath.

"Princess the bath isn't black."
He said looking into the bath.

"What? Yes it is. Can you not see that."
I said pointing at the bath.

"It is a bath filled with bubbles. What else would it be?"
He said look me in the eye.

"I'm just going to need that wine."
I said grabbing the bottle from the cupboard, opening it taking a big drink of it.

"OMG the pancakes!"
Draco said running out and down the stairs.

"Run!"
I shouted while laughing.

I pulled out the plug and got dressed into a pair of jeans and a top. I could smell the pancakes from upstairs, very strong vanilla scent filling the whole house.  He sat the pancakes at the table, along with a bowl of chocolate dipped strawberries.   I sat down looking at him smiling. He continued to make the pancakes, while I drowned mines in maple syrup.   Let's just say all the pancakes on my plate were gone in a matter of minutes.  After I started washing the plates and set the mop to clean the floor while I washed the dishes.

"Have you seen the soothing balm?"
Draco asked.

"It's upstairs in drawers is it not."
I said.

"No it's not there."
Draco said.

"What do you mean it's not there. It obviously there. That's where I left it last night."

"Well it's not there now."
Draco said the sass making a clear appearance.

"Drop the attitude."
I said.

"Oh sorry 'Mum'"
He said mockingly.

I drop the sponge in the sink along with the plate and walk towards the stairs on a hunt for the jar.  I storm past him walking upstairs and into the room.  The jars not there, not where I left it.  I looked in all the cupboards and drawers, I tore the place apart looking for it, but I couldn't find it. It meant I had to go to diagon alley and get the ingredients for a soothing balm. I grab my cloak from the closet, confused about the whereabouts of that jar. Everything just seemed to be moving about the now, never staying in one place. 
I walked to the fireplace opposite the bed, grabbing the bowl of floo powder. "Diagon alley." I said clearly, while dropping the powder.

***

Arriving in Diagon alley, I walked around for the ingredients. It was so quiet for a Saturday, very strange, but everything about today was strange. The bath turning black, Draco cooking, the balm disappearing, what was next? I collected all the ingredients except water lillie which I couldn't find. I walked around hoping to find some, but wasn't so lucky, I never am. I grabbed eucalyptus instead, it would work just the same. Rearranging my bag of ingredients so the don't fall. A hand clenches my arm tight dragging me down towards  Knockturn alley. I couldn't see them, they had their hood of the cloak up. I reached trying to grab the hood thinking it was maybe Draco, but I was shocked to see my torturous ordeal called Owen Blake.

"Let me..." 
I shouted before he put his hand to my mouth covering it, muffling the sounds of my screams.

"Stop screaming."
He said, holding my jaw straight.

He threw me against the wall and punched me. After everything went dark.

***

I woke up drowsy, struggling to keep my eyes open.  I was laying in a room, on a metal bed which is bolted to the wall. Chains on my ankles and my hands covered by clasping chain not making them visible. Where was I? How did I get here? Liquid dripping from my nose, clearly blood, in effort to wipe it away with my forearm. I wasn't wearing my cloak or my shoes. There was window opposite the metallic bed, I walked over to it being held back by the chains I couldn't see anything I recognised. It was fields, upon fields of crops. No buildings of any description except the one I'm in. Footsteps thudding on the cold concrete, from behind the steel door. Opening a hatch looking in and closing it immediately, opening the door fully.
It was Owen Blake, standing with a unknown red potion, and a silver dagger.  Walking over snatching my jaw prying it open pouring the red liquid down throat, forcing me to drink it.  It burned, holding deeply at my chest.
It was vile, completely wicked.  He released my jaw, my vision slowly deteriorating, I could barely see anything. My vision was like a fusion of all the colours, not one solid picture. Eyes wilting, desperate to stay open, failing, giving in to the wave of unexpected tiredness.