Summary: With a war splitting the attendants of Hogwarts onto opposing sides, (my OC) Remi Kendrick was forced into hiding from the Dark Lord's men, and no, not the Dark Lord you're thinking of. Though a couple years have passed and the conflict between the Rebel League and the Darkness still continue to this day, Voldemort is no longer the one to be feared the most. Draco Malfoy, a young wizardry student much like Remi, has found a way to conjure magic without using a wand, propelling him to the very top of the dark side's ladder, and now he is determined to hunt down every wizard or witch not on his side. But with a secret hidden to the enemy, Draco seems to find it harder operating from day to day, that is…until he meets Remi.
Chapter 1
"Alright then, everybody out! Orders of Lord Malfoy!" I cringed as the Death Eaters stormed through the front doors, startling everyone seated at the first few tables. Havoc formed within seconds as people raced to get out the front doors as soon as possible; tables flipped on their sides while the chairs screeched along the wooden floorboards. I tried to keep my head down, ducking behind the bar's counter in hopes they would just leave, being too careless to actually notice a scrawny little teenager hiding somewhere in the background, but I had no such luck. One of them tilted his head, glowering at me with a look that clearly displayed a mixture of both confusion and anger, "Oi! Can't you bloody hear me!? I said everybody out!"
"S-sorry," the word stuck in my throat while passing the two large men, unconsciously pulling the hood of my brown sweatshirt forward to conceal my face even more. If they saw my face and recognized me, I was a dead person. Most defiantly, especially given the bounty placed on all wizardry students' heads since Draco Malfoy took the Dark Lord's place and destroyed all of Hogwarts. Yeah, I had attended Hogwarts the same year Harry Potter and Draco decided to draw enemy lines, which of course placed me in the "Wanted" circle.
My eyes focused on the muddied front of my shoes, trying to level my breathing with each step I took, meaning I was getting closer to freedom inch-by-inch. "Hey wait a minute!" one of them barked after several murmurs had been passed between the two. I could just feel my heart stop as the last ray of freedom faded away with the slamming of the bar's doors right in my face, with two more Death Eaters planted just on the other side. "What's your name, boy?" The fact they misjudged my gender didn't help my flustered conscience one bit, I still had to face their questions, all the while attempting to avoid suspicion. Ugh, why couldn't I ever catch a break?!
"Ronnie Drexel," I stated flatly, a small victory dance going off in my head since I was able to keep the anxiety out of my voice when passing the lie. "Turn and face me, boy. I haven't got all day!" Fiddling with the end of my hoodie's sleeve, feeling the tip of my wand brush my fingers, I slowly turned back around, lifting my head ever so slightly to display only a bit of my features. "How old are you?" the Death Eater stepped closer, sending my heartbeat up into the tips of my ears. "E-eighteen," now that one wasn't a lie and my large eyes shifted to examine the chances I had in case of a fight.
The one interrogating me was tall, a good foot or so taller than me, with shoulders twice as wide. A short tuft of black hair hung off his chin, adding quite a bit of intimidation to the whole black attire thing he had going for him. The other who had accompanied him inside sat lazily on a bar stool, drinking the last of someone's order left on the counter with a look that appeared to be uninterested. "Well now, you didn't mention to me that you were a little lady!" the first howled, targeting the ceiling with his laughter before focusing back on me. How did he figure that out? I mean, I know that question sounded kind of funny but my features weren't in any way feminine, especially from the countless days running without showers or a nice bubble bath! And my chest wasn't remotely large, at least not big enough to make out from the layers of clothing I had on underneath! Then how?
"Now," he finally managed to control his laughter, though I didn't really see what was so funny, "Do you want to run that name by me again, love?" His words sent a shiver down my back as I clutched my sleeve tighter, confused about what my next movements were to be. Without thinking I suppose, in a manner of seconds, I had my wand ready and pointed toward the two. "I-I just want to leave," my voice betrayed me by shattering into a million pieces due to the nervous thoughts flying around in the back of my head.
The two instantly froze for a few seconds, until the one standing chuckled, strolling to the side with a thoughtful look. "A rebel, huh? Well then…" He flung his arm out in my direction, casting a spell I managed to dodge only by a few centimeters. Within that instant, everything blurred into a mixture of color; voices rang out as they cast their spells and attempted to immobilize me, but somehow I was able to slip out the front door having crunched a Death Eater's nose under my fist. Rain pelted against my body as I sprinted, trying to put as much distance as possible between me and those Death Eaters. Unfortunately, I had entered a forest, thick and muddy from the downpour, causing every tall tree to look pretty much the same. I had no idea where I was headed, and made for the first clearing I was able to make out.
Stumbling through the brush, I paused, listening for any voices or footsteps headed my way; luckily, it seemed like I had lost them. I let out a deep breath, watching as the air produced from my breath turned into steam from the bitter cold, next drifting into the air above my head. My shaky legs felt like they could give out any minute, but that kind of pressure wasn't what I needed to concentrate on. How was I supposed to get back to the base? Harry had strictly told all Scouts to return by sundown to report on the movement of Malfoy's Death Eaters, and now I was stuck in the middle of a bloody forest, completely lost! Thinking back to the moments before I entered that bar, I remembered Neville, he had headed the same direction; he would've seen the Death Eaters go in! He would be able to find me! Now all I needed to do was find a good hiding spot and wait for Neville and the others to come hunt me down, if only I wasn't discovered by Malfoy's men first.
A simple twig snapping scared the living daylights out of me, where I whirled around with my wand ready in the direction of the noise and within seconds it was flung to the ground. A mangled scream unleashed from my throat as I clutched my hand to my chest, inspecting the charred flesh from whatever horrid spell was cast. "Don't move," a voice called, different from the Death Eater's before, "I didn't mean to hurt you." Now this was a surprise, a Death Eater actually apologizing for hurting someone? Especially a rebel?
But this was no Death Eater that peered through the thicket; it was Blaise Zabini, a Slytherin who has been in my same Potions class. "Blaise," I pleaded, taking a few steps back, "Blaise please, just let me go." "I'm sorry Remi…I don't want to have to do this…" the sadness swelled in his eyes though his wand never wavered while pointing my direction, "But I have orders." A flash of white light blinded me before everything seeped into total darkness and my entire body went limp. I was caught, now the only problem was figuring out how to get away.
Everyone around him sat rigidly, inspecting him in silence as they waited to hear what important news he had for them today. Of course he knew of the rebel's capture first thing this morning, Blaise was to be bringing the captive to the Manor any moment now, but the others didn't. Now that he thought about it, the others were pretty clueless toward a lot of things he had going on, including his secret Veela inheritance. No one, other than his parents and his best mate Blaise knew of his bloodline, and he couldn't risk the secret leaking out to the likes of Potter.
The pain caused by ruling without his mate had put Draco into utter turmoil on a daily basis, every moment he spent wondering where she could be, who she was, what she looked like. The most worrisome part was he didn't even know if she was safe. His mate could be lying out there in a ditch somewhere, dying, and he wouldn't be there to help!
A low growl escaped his throat at the thought, catching several of the attending Death Eaters' attentions for just seconds before his frightening glare sent them away. He didn't even know what she smelled like to go looking for her! Pressing two knuckles along his forehead, Draco released a mangled breath, his eyes shut tightly until his Mother's hand drew his focus.
"Draco…it will be all right, there is still plenty of time," Narcissa glanced warily to Lucius seated beside her, "I'm sure you'll be able to find her. Right, Lucius?" His Father slowly faced him, tapping the decorative end of his cane in thought, "I'm sure you will son. It took me quite a while at first, but eventually I was able to find the right one." "I don't want her eventually, I want her NOW!" Pounding a solid fist against the table, he caused practically the entire room to shake, his Veela strength making his outbursts far more dangerous. Draco leapt up from his chair, pacing beside the long table in attempts to control the fury.
"I'm sure you're all wondering why I've called you here today," his voice clearly displayed his irritation, "I was sent some interesting news this morning from Blaise and a squad of Death Eaters searching the eastern territory. A rebel was successfully captured and_" Interrupted by numerous applause, Draco's cold grey eyes snapped toward them all, silencing the noise within an instant. "Blaise has also informed me that this rebel is most likely to know the location of our dear friend, Harry Potter," the very sound of his name rolling off Draco's tongue felt disgusting, a putrid taste that he was almost tempted to spit out.
"When are they to arrive?" Narcissa dared to question her son in the middle of one of his conflicted rants. "As far as I know_" "We're here," Blaise called from the entry way, holding a firm grip on the struggling being at his side.
Draco didn't even turn around, the smell was so strong it nearly knocked him off his feet; his mate, his mate was here! Closing his eyes with a face content on not showing any sort of expression, he took in a deep breath, allowing the aroma of his mate to seep into his nostrils even more than the first time. Oh Merlin, she smelled heavenly, a mixture of vanilla and a natural earthy scent.
Lucius watched his son curiously, Draco's sudden change of character, though minor, had not gone unnoticed. It was then that he connected the dots, shifting his gaze to land on the dirtied young girl with her hands cuffed together behind her back just as Draco turned himself to inspect the creature.
She appeared half dazed, unable to stand on her own two feet which lay on the ground behind her as Blaise and another Death Eater clutched her upper arms. Draco studied her pale face, memorizing every one of the miniscule freckles peppered across her cheekbones in silence. The girl's eyes were closed, fluttering every now and again in attempt to fight against whatever spell had been cast on her. It slightly pained Draco to see his mate in such a state, especially knowing that she was put this way on his orders. He approached the trembling figure cautiously, unsure of how their first meeting could affect their future relationship.
Blaise tilted his head to the side in confusion, looking between Malfoy and Remi several times until the realization shown on his face. Before his friend uttered a single word, Draco silenced him with a growl, "Take her to the dungeons, and have her restrained." Just as the young Slytherin turned to follow his Lord's orders, a hand clamped down on his shoulder where Blaise didn't even turn before hearing the sharp words, "Don't hurt her."
The young Lord stood there, watching as his mate was dragged back through the doors and out of sight. It took everything inside of Draco to not run to his mate's side, to comfort her, and heal her pain, but he had a reputation to uphold, and there was no way a simple girl – a rebel nonetheless – would turn him soft.
You don't mean that. You know she will be the death of you, but no matter how much pain she causes, you'll still adore her.
Curse his inner veela! He knew what his conscience said was right, but he still didn't want to accept it. Slowly turning to face the table lined with Death Eaters, Draco released a deep sigh, all in attempts to control his wild heartbeat and lustful thoughts.
"I'm afraid our meeting will have to be cut short," everyone stared at him openly, uncertain of his words. "That means LEAVE, NOW!" he roared, clenching his teeth in frustration. Everyone jumped from the places, disappearing from Malfoy Manor in several puffs of dark smoke, leaving Draco and his parents standing alone in the large empty room. "She's the one, isn't she?" Narcissa questioned while watching her son slowly come undone as he fell back into his chair at the head of the table. "Yes," he released in a breath. "Then why do you sound so upset, Draco? If she's the girl you've been searching for, shouldn't you be happy to have found her?" Turning his head lazily to study his Mother's face, he contemplated the question, receiving several different answers in return; his veela and his own being disagreeing with one another on their verdicts. Draco finally decided to answer as himself, not some love struck creature. "Many problems will arise with this girl…she is a rebel, most likely taught to despise me by Potter, and there isn't much time left to convince her otherwise; she could also cost me my reputation amongst the others."
"There will always be possibilities like those which arise when a veela first finds its mate, but nevertheless, she is your other half Draco," Lucius planted a firm hand along his son's shoulder, "I need to discuss some things with you before you go to see her."
Hope you guys enjoyed! This is the end of Chapter 1, hopefully I'll have the second one done soon!