The Older Malfoy

The End

Hermione stood shakily. The hall was dark and dim, dust and dirt covered the floor and walls after years of abandonment. The creaking halls filled her ears, the stench of disuse filled her nose.

"Do you see what Potter and his little mudblood friends have done Granger?" Snyde asked with a sneer. Hermione was standing in an abandoned ballroom, it looked similar to the Malfoys had but dirt and dust covered. Hermione watched Snyde, dull features had become ghostly since Malfoys wedding. Her cheeks hollowed and her eyes sunken. Hermione looked away from the features as she searched her pocket for her wand, in the dark she could see it lying abandoned on the ground.

"The Dark Lord's fall hit my family the most, we were his most loyal followers and with one silly rebound curse, he was gone. He took the Dark Lord away from his goal. My family was gone, imprisoned for following the truth. We were so close two years ago, and then you and Saint Potter went and found his weakness. Lyra was to continue his legacy and then you got in her head. Well not this time, I will continue the Dark Lords plans with or without Lyra Malfoy."

Calina Snyde paced manically watching her, Hermione's wand was just a few feet away but narrow green eyes watched her like a hawk.

"And how do you plan to overthrow an entire government?" Hermione asked, stepping warily around the large empty room. "You're on your own Calina, Lyra has the ear of the Institute she has for years" Hermione explained as Snyde watched her eagerly, her eyes following Hermione's face as she stepped around the room.

"Not as much as she thinks she has," Snyde snapped impatiently with her wand pointing threateningly at her.

"What does that mean?" Hermione asked as she stopped beside her wand. Her wand lay beside her foot, she made a mental effort not to look. Because looking would give her away.

"It means I have help in the background, the true loyalty to the Dark Lord" As Snyde turned away from Hermione she grabbed her wand. She was quick enough to send her Patronus for help. Lyra, Harry anybody was all she thought.

"Crucio" Hermione crumpled in pain, she felt her wand leave her hand and she assumed Snyde had disarmed her.

"You were foolish to come here Granger" Snyde grinned, "You see, Lyra Malfoy won't even know you're dead till Avery delivers the terrible news that you stumbled upon a cursed item here in my family home that slowly kills you"

Hermione winced as pain engulfed her for a third time. She refused to let it show, she had been through much worse.

"She won't even know that you weren't just playing house with her, that you truly loved her" Snyde grinned, "Pathetic really"

Hermione whimpered as she continued to suffer from the curses. It wasn't until she heard a small pop did she scream in pain, telling whomever was there where she was.

"Shut up" Snyde snapped.

"Get away from her" Hermione rolled onto her stomach at the sound of Lyra's voice. Desperate to believe that it was truly Lyra.

"Hello Lyra" Snyde grinned bowing deeply. Hermione staggered to her feet but she noticed that Calina Snydes wand followed her. She looked at Lyra who was stood in dark clothes, her pale features standing out strikingly. Lyra paced rubbing the back of her neck.

"You missed our meeting, I had wondered what kept you. I can see now" Lyra explained casually gesturing to Hermione,

"I have answered the Dark Lord's call, I have reformed his followers. I will do what you have failed to Lyra Malfoy. You are nothing more than a blood traitor."

"I am no blood traitor Snyde, and how do you plan to get rid of me on your own?" Lyra sneered, her wand drawn.

"I'm not alone," Snyde said as she fired curse after curse at Lyra who blocked them easily. Hermione watched as figures appeared from the shadows, first Avery, then Rabastan Lestrange. More hooded figures appeared.