Today was just as gloomy as every other day. I was a prisoner in my own home. Tasso Manor was not the same place where I used to love coming home too. Every night, we would go have a meeting and eat at the Malfoy Manor. I saw Draco but I never got to spend any time with him. That was killing me.
There was a light knock at my door and I tore my eyes away from my window that overlook the Tasso's Quidditch field. "Yes?" I tried saying as nicely as I could.
"Father says lunch is ready." I opened my door to see my brother, Philip. He had a black eye and a broken wrist. Since now he has graduated from Hogwarts, Voldemort had Philip go on very dangerous Death Eaters mission.
"Why haven't you healed your eye, yet?" I asked closing my bedroom door behind me.
"Father says it shows how powerful I am. You know since I was the only one to survive." His voice died off as he said survived.
His mission was to get some new followers, but the family they went after were on Potter's side. They put up a huge fight. The family ended up killing the other two Death Eaters, but luckily they didn't catch Philip. We didn't speak at all. Since school had gotten out, my father was way different. My mother always seemed to be crying and Philip was never home.
I walked into the dining room. My father was at one end of the table and mother was at the other end. I sat on the right while Philip sat on the left side. The house elves came out and gave us our pasta plates. I began cutting up my noodles when there was a loud pop. That was not possible, we had the strongest wards up and we only put them down when we knew someone we know was coming for a visit.
"Alex, are expecting anyone?" Mum said quietly as my brother and dad brought out their wands. "No ma'am" The Manor was dead silent and our house elves were frozen to where they stood. Something did not feel right.
"Wands out" my dad hissed. My mum reached into her dress pocket and I grabbed my wand from my front pocket. Millie stood close to me with her hands held out in front of her ready for a fight.
"House-elves, if something happens head straight to the Malfoy Manor." They bowed their heads and my dad started to make his way out of the dining room with us behind him.
There were vases broken on the floor. My mum whimpered and I saw a picture of the whole family was broken on the ground. I stopped and picked it up noticing blood on it. I rubbed my finger over the blood and smelled it. "Dragon blood?" My eyes widen, this was a set up by the ministry. I remember reading in a book in a waiting room at the ministry about how they use Dragon blood on certain mission to confuse the person they were going after. Good thing, I knew the difference between real blood and Dragon blood.
"Dad! It's a set up!" I screamed, he stopped and turned around. His eyes widen, "Get down, Alex!" I turned around and saw a group of ministry people behind me with their wands pointed right at me. I heard my father yelled a spell and I ducked. The blast of the spell slammed me into a table.
I felt small hands help me up and dragged me up the stairs as spells bounced off the wall next to my head. I screamed and ducked. "Millie! Go!" she stood her ground and I knew if she was caught they would surely kill her. They would say she was a dangerous house-elf. "That's an order!" I returned a spell and I heard a small pop. Millie was gone. I sighed and looked around to see where everyone was. My mum was just knocked on the ground. I slide down the rail of the stairs and kicked the guy away from her. She snatched up her wand "They want you! Get out of here!" She yelled ducking and pushing me to the ground.
"You go and I will follow. I promise!" She had tears in her eyes and then she was gone. I got up and was thrown back by a spell. I slammed into the rail of the staircase and felt blood dripping down my back. I took off towards my room knowing I needed to grab some things. I locked the door behind me and grabbed as much as I could shoving it into a book bag. I knew I couldn't go straight to the Malfoy's. So I closed my eyes and right when my door busted open I was gone
I grunted and threw my book bag off. I rolled over and saw the leaves that were once under me were now covered in my own blood. I tried sitting up, but the pain just kept getting worse. I crawled over to my book bag and opened it. I grabbed a scarf and wrapped it tightly around where my back was cut. I looked around and sighed. I was in a forest, the one that was right outside the Malfoy Manor.
"Alexandra." I grabbed my head and groaned. My palm began burn and I felt a tug.
When I opened my eyes I was in the sitting room of the Malfoy Manor with Voldemort standing over me.
"How are you, my dear?" My reply was me leaning over and throwing up blood. My eyes widen and I covered my mouth with my shaking hand. My injuries were worse than I thought. Was I going to die at the feet of Lord Voldemort? Voldemort knelt next to my head and sighed, "Not well I see. Oh Lucius!" Within minutes Lucius ran into the room bowing low to Voldemort. "Yes, my lord?"
"Tend to her, while I talk to her parents." Lucius nodded and as soon as he was gone Lucius rushed towards me.
"Draco will be able to heal you." He muttered pulling me up and wrapping my arm around his shoulders.
Every single step was killing me slowly. I wasn't just being a drama queen. I could see in Lucius' eyes how scared he was. "Draco!" Draco opened his door and turned paper white. "Take her quickly and start healing. I need to check on Philip and Snape." Draco took me quickly from his father and placed me gently on the bed. He tore the already ripped shirt I was wearing and groaned.
"How bad is the damage?" I whispered, not really wanting to know the answer to my question.
"You're lucky to be alive." He whispered waving his wand over my skin. "How is Philip? And where is Millie?" I winced as I felt a sting go through my body but it went away quickly.
"Philip was thrown out a window. He broke a lot of bones. Your father grabbed him before the others did. Millie and Snape have been healing him. He's still knocked out." It was silent for a while and then I felt my skin move. I groaned and felt the world around me go blurry.
"Have you been in contact with Hermione?" I just kept asking question to keep my mind off the pain in my back. And I was hoping Draco understood that's why I was asking so many questions. "Yes, but let's talk about that later. Your organs are badly damaged and you tore a lot of muscle tissues." He stood up quickly and walked over to his desk. He looked quickly though something and it was a vile of dark blue liquid.
"Drink this. It will knock you out while I do this… It's going to get very painful." I reached for the vile and uncorked it. I smelled it and gagged. Oh this was going to taste like shit. "What made you make this?" This had to be a difficult potion to make and he just had it randomly lying around. "Something just told me that I would need it soon. Go on, drink up." I nodded and chugged it down. Within seconds my eye lids began getting heavy and I was soon fast asleep.