The Other Malfoy [ON HOLD]

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Davina looked over as Granger rushed to Harry and knelt down, "What've you done to him, Mafloy?" She spat at her. Davina felt like she had just been slapped across the face.

"I haven't done anything, Mudblood. He fell, I was checking on him," She hissed back.

"Sirius is in trouble, Hermione. I had another vision or something, we have to go, now." Harry spoke, completely looking past the little spat the two were having, he stood up as he dropped Davina's hand, his eyes traveling overtop of the crowd, "Get Ron, we need to get to the Department of Mysteries," He ordered simply and the Mudblood complied as she grabbed Weaselbee's wrist and they all rushed off.

Davina rolled her eyes, pushing some hair out of her face as she stood and walked back over to Jasmine.

Not too soon after, Davina stood in Umbridge's pinkly decorated office, her wand drew on Granger who she was forcing to stand in front of her, the tip of her jet black wand was pointed at her and her free hand was holding the back of her shirt firmly. The "I" on Davina's robes glistened in the light of the office. Weasley, Weasley's sister, Lovegood, and some other kids she had never met or cared too much for were being held at wand-point as well by other members of the squad.

"Caught this one trying to help the Weasley girl," Draco informed Umbridge as he stormed in, pushing  Longbottom in front of him and keeping his wand steady as he kept it drew on him. He took his spot beside Davina and they watched as Umbridge turned back to Potter who was sitting in a seat in front of them all.

"You were going to Dumbledore, weren't you?" She asked.

"No," He lied.

"Liar," Hissed Umbridge as she smacked him across the face. Davina raised her eyebrows and looked away.

"You sent for me, headmistress?" A monotone voice spoke slowly, Snape.

"Snape, yes," Umbridge shot up and drew a breath, "The time has come for answers, whether he wants to give them to me or not. Have you brought the Veritaserum?" Davina glanced over as Umbridge asked this.

"I'm afraid you've used up all my stores interrogating students, the last of it on Miss Chang. Unless you wish to poison him — and I assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy if you did — I cannot help you," Snape crossed his hands, looking at Umbridge who seemed to be at a loss for words.

"He's got Padfoot. He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden," Potter looked at Snape who swung around. Padfoot? Davina thought to herself.

"Padfoot? What is Padfoot? Where what is hidden? What is he talking about, Snape?" Umbridge didn't pause as the words practically ran out of her mouth.

"No idea," Snape said as he looked at her.

"Very well," She turned around and huffed as Snape disappeared down the hall, "You've gave me no choice, Potter. As this is an issue of Ministry security, you leave with me with no alternative," She sighed before speaking once more, "The Cruciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue,"

"That's illegal—" Granger attempted to speak up and Davina pushed the tip of her wand against her throat which hushed her quickly.

"What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him," Umbridge put her photo of the Minister facing downward onto her desk, Granger shifted nervously and Davina withdrew her wand a couple inches back.

She watched as Umbridge raised her wand, inching towards Potter, she felt her chest tighten up and this time she didn't stop Granger's outburst, "Tell her, Harry!" she yelled at him as she slightly shifted under Davina's grip.