the snake who lied [1] | a nagini story

Chapter 8

Davina, Ron, Hermione and Harry made their way back through the campsite, a bit slowly this time because of the weight of the water in their hands. Finally, they arrived at the Weasley's tents.

"You've been left for ages," said George when he laid eyes on them. Fred was next to him, and Davina thought they were interrupting their conversation. A serious one perhaps, which shocked the girl since she noticed no sign of amusement or smirk on their faces.

"Met a few people," said Ron, setting the water down. "You've not got that fire started yet?"

"Dad's having fun with the matches," said Fred.

And he definitely was. Davina saw tons of used matches on the ground around him. Mr. Weasley seemed so excited to understand how they function, that he forgot what he was supposed to use them for.

"Come here, Mr. Weasley," said Hermione kindly, taking the box from him, and showing him how to do it properly. Always count on the bushy haired girl to be the best human out of everyone.

At last, the fire was successfully lit, although they had to wait a long time to for it to become hot enough to cook anything. In the meantime, Davina entered the girls' tent that she shared with Hermione and Ginny to just sit down and maybe contact her father.

She made sure the tent's entry was closed and that no one would come bothering her and made her way to her bed. She fell right on it and closed her eyes while taking a deep breath.

She started concentrated on opening her mind link that was always closed. Not that she had anything to hide, but she prefers if the Dark Lord doesn't see that her job is more than being dead serious and taking mental notes about Harry's behavior. Nagini was enjoying the lies and manipulation she shared with every goddamn fool in this place. In fact, she couldn't wait to see Harry's reaction to him finding that she was the villain all of this time.

Opening her mind, she starred at a blurred image, the same fireplace from the old Riddle Mansion. She was peering through her father's weak eyes.

"Ah, Nagini, I see you have taken your time with your silly friends." Said his stone cold voice in her head.

"My apologies, father, this is truly the first time I find myself alone and I decided to contact you."

A moment of silence passed until he spoke again. "I can understand. Tell me, have you seen Barty Crouch?"

"Not yet, but I suspect he'll come in soon, having such a high place in The Ministry and not coming is a disappointment."

"Disappointment indeed. What about our dear Bertha Jorkins? Has she been mentioned?"

"Yes she was. One of the Weasleys, Percy, works at the Ministry and apparently everyone thinks she has got lost. She used to be a very noisy and gossipy person so no one is really worrying about her disappearance. Don't worry father, she shall rest very well in my stomach."

A small laugh ringed in Nagini's mind, indicating that Voldemort was glad to hear the last news. "These are pleasing news, my daughter! But even if they suspected a thing, it's nothing that needs to concern you; they have nothing that leads them to you."

"Believe me father, I can easily dodge the Mi-" Nagini didn't get the chance to finish when she felt a hand playing with her hair. She jolted up, opening her eyes just to see Fred sitting on the bed and looking alarmed.

"Oh I'm sorry Davina, I thought you were asleep." He apologized sincerely with his hand now stroking her check.

"Why the bloody hell would you touch my hair when I'm sleeping?!" she yelled while throwing her arms in the air.

"Well you looked very pretty so I couldn't resist." He said while he moved closer to her on the bed and smirking as per usual. Davina might have been angry with him just a second ago, but decided to let the matter go and grinned back to him, continuing the game she was playing on him since last year. She could get bored again later.

"First of all, I look extremely pretty on a daily basis. Second of all, don't stay there and admire me like a stalker, come and make me enjoy myself." She whispered and pulling him closer to her body.

Fred kissed the bridge of her nose and then went to her mouth. He tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth slowly, making sure she was feeling the sensation which Davina absolutely adored. This is the Fred she fancied.

One of his hands took a hold of her neck, chocking slightly the sides while his other hand travelled down to her waist, sneaking his arm around so their bodies were pressed together. Davina couldn't wait anymore and started kissing Fred with a burning passion. He of course kissed her with the same force, his tongue searching for an entry.

Slowly but surely, he pushed her body down onto the bed and got on top of her. The arm that was around her waist was now gripping Davina's thighs and with her legs she pressed his torso even further into her.

"Such an interesting occurring." Suddenly a sarcastic, yet cold tone of voice appeared in Nagini's mind.

Shit.

She forgot to close her mind link to Voldemort.

Davina pulled away abruptly from Fred and pushed him off her and not being sure if the hotness in her cheeks came from her last actions or from embarrassment.

"Hey hey, is everything alright? Did I go too far?" Fred asked in very concerned voice, putting a bit of space between them, in case she needed.

Davina had to quickly came up with a believable lie "I –uh, I think I heard Hermione calling for me outside. Maybe it's important, I shall leave."

"Oh no, please don't stop now, I was enjoying the show." Voldemort said inside her head.

"Shut up!" Nagini murmured angrily, trying to regain her balance as she left the bed and putting on her shoes. Oh but she will definitely have troubles for silencing her father like that.

"What d'you say?" Fred asked her.

"Oh, nothing!" Fred's face fell at the fact that she had to leave from 'such an interesting occurring'. Davina then remembered that she missed their make out sessions so added "but I promise you we will continue this later." She smirked and kissed him deep one last time before leaving the tent in a hurry.

"I thought I sent you on this mission to spy on Harry Potter, not to shag blood-traitors!" The Dark Lord shouted in her ear that it even made her ears hurt.

"I'm not going to stick around Potter like a creeper; I gained his trust years ago and constantly breathing in his face will only make him suspicious of me, believe me, I've had my fare share with humans and their broken psyches and I know what I'm talking about."

That seemed to keep her father quiet for a bit until he sighed "Fine, proceed as you wish, I have my undying faith in you and I'll accept the consequences, but I beg of you that next time -close your connection to me. I don't want to know what other dirty secrets you've learned from you times with people."

Nagini smiled to herself, closed her eyes and shut the link off. All she could do now is hope that this incident will never repeat itself.