Gathered around a long, elegant, marble table that had no doubtfully belonged in the Mafoy family for centuries sat Narcissa Malfoy and a gang of Death Eaters. Where her beloved husband once sat now sat a dark cloaked figure whose hands where like that of skeletons. Smug looks among the faces of her fellow Death Eaters struck Narcissa to the core, even her own sister who had retrieved her from the library seemed in on the scheme. Unknown to Narcissa this was no joke, this was a conniving plan to make or break the Malfoy family.
"You must be wondering why I have called you to my attention Narcissa." The cloaked figure rasped it was barely above wisper, but every word made its way easily to her waiting ears.
"Y-Yes my lord." The blond Veela like woman whispered eyes diverted down words toward her shaken hands. Her spoon clattered loudly in her tea cup as the nervousness of her heart made its way to her body.
"Yesss well first," Voldemort had begun to display his plan to Narcissa. Aggravated by the constant rattling noise coming from within the tea cup The Dark Lord gave a loud and almost agonizing yell and the tea cup burst. Splashing tea upon much or his army even ensuing a small slice on the face of Bellatrix LeStrange. She made no move to stop the blood that now slowly trickled down her face and on to her neck to disappear behind her long cloaks. "With the end of that Narcissa, I request of you to go fetch your children."
"M-M-My Children, my Lord?" Narcissa stuttered out, with Lucius in Azkaban young Draco and Vella were all that she had and they would be off, back to Hogwarts within a months time.
"I'm sorry, Did I say request?" The Dark Lord taunted eyes narrowing in on Narcissa "I meant to say go retreive them from wherever they hide and bring them to me!" His voice had risen as he grew inpaitient.
"Now, Cissa!" Bellatrix scolded as the obviously frightened Narcissa remained seated. On her sisters command she stood up from her chair at the elegant dining table and quickly scurried off to find Draco and Vella.
Narcissa knew exactly where to find her children, the ballet studio. Lucius had it built the second he heard the news that his first child would be a girl in hopes that she would inherit her mother's Veela like qualities. She opened the double doors to the large elegant room lined with ceiling to floor mirrors and wall to wall barres. Vella danced across the wooden floors pointe shoes never to leave the ground, eyes never to leave the mirror her long silvery blond hair tied up into a tight bun. Draco was sprawled upon a white charmed grand piano his hair laid messily everywhere. Even from afar Narcissa could see that Draco watched his sister, but from within the mirror only.
"Children," Narcissa called out to them from the doors, Draco and Vella could see the worry in her eyes. Quickly Draco uncharmed the piano and made his way over to his mother as Vella dressed.
"What is it mother?" Draco asked his eyes darted all around her, scared. They had already lost his father's protection. He would do whatever he had to do protect his mother and sister.
"No no, nothing is wrong Draco," Narcissa said trying to calm the anxious boy as Vella joined them at the doors her blond hair now down in long curls to match her mother's. "Just, the Dark Lord requests you two to join us in the parlor." Narcissa's voice was weak and she received two equally weak nods as her two children followed her back to the long marble table. The glass and tea had been cleaned by the time they returned and a house elf layed lifeless on the floor of the parlor. Narcissa took her seat at the opposite end of the table as Voldemort, Draco and Vella opposite each other on either side.
"Ah you have finally returned," The Dark Lord spoke slowy and with a rasp. "I have a job for you two young Draco and Vella." The two Malfoy Heir's look swiftly at each other than to Voldemort, his eyes where fixed upon Narcissa as if waiting for a reaction."It is brought to my attention that you two will be returning to Hogwarts in a months calendar time." The children nodded. "This task could be very dangerous, you could fail, you could lose your lives." Voldemort was now seemingly floating through the parlor as he stood with his hands upon Draco's shoulders he devised the plan. "I want the two of you to use any means possible to kill your Headmaster Albus Dumbledore."
"My Lord, they are only children! Draco is going into his sixth year and Vella her seventh." Narcissa gasped then froze as her master grazed her shoulders before moving to stand behind Vella. Bellatrix beamed with pride in what her Niece and Nephew had been asked to do.
"Narcissa, do you believe that I would ask the children to perform this task if I believed they couldn't do it?" His grip on Vella's shoulders tightened and it showed as she scrunched her face."No, no that is not the case. I believe fully in the power that these children hold. That is why," He continued now slightly moving his skeletal hand to lighly graze Vella's cheek. "If for some reason you cannot fulfill my request, you could end up like our dear friend here." The Dark Lord said as he moved his hand to present the dead house elf as if anyone had missed it. "And we wouldn't want anything like that to happen to Lucius' beautiful children, would we?" Voldmort questioned as he turned to face Narcissa at the end of the table. Before Narcissa could open her mouth to respond Draco spoke.
"We'll do it!" He shouted eyes still not leaving his sister, it was his duty as the man of the Malfoy Manor to protect his mother and sister even his evil aunt Bellatrix until his father returned from Azkaban. "We'll do it." Draco now said in a lower voice. Something of a sinister smile appeared on the face of the Dark Lord and he turned to Vella. She looked up at him yet her grey eyes refused to focus.
"yes," She whispered she thought of her father she thought of the words her father said to her six years ago at before she boarded The Hogwarts Express for her second year along with her younger brother ikeep him safe Vella, you will be a great witch and every great witch or wizard protects their family. You protect Draco, Show him the way./i As if her father had evaporated into smoke the memory was gone and she was back in the parlor of the Malfoy Manor. "Yes, we'll do it. We'll succeed." She added only slightly more confident.
The Dark Lord smiled that sinister smile yet again. "That is all I ask, everyone is dismissed."