Emerald looked around slowly. She had never seen a room so highly furnished and welcoming. The blonde held a hand out to her and she took it.
"Professor Malfoy where are we?" she asked as she soaked in the warmth in the air. He removed his cloak in one swift movement and let it fall to the floor. It vanished magically before it could even touch the floor. The castle walls were covered in still paintings, not what she had expected in a place of such magic and wealth. "Professor?"
"We're
home Emmy" he tucked her chin and held out a hand. She reached for
it slowly; he snatched her hand impatiently and pulled her along up
the stairs. There were endless corridors leading onto different
quarters and wings of the castle. She scanned each door to see if
there would be any chance of a sign. She sighed lightly and let the
professor pull her along. Her mind was racing with the rush of
different thoughts, should she really have gone with him? He seemed
caring enough but the rising suspicion made her feel uncomfortable
"Sir can we go back Hogwarts please?" she asked weakly and he
turned sharply. He pinned her against the wall roughly and his eyes
bore into hers
"Do you know how long it has taken me to finally get you? You once told me you'd have me if I wasn't your professor, happy?" he snapped harshly sending a shiver down her spine. "I have business with you yet"
She gulped quietly and took a deep breath. He took her wrist tightly again and pulled her along the corridor. He opened a door, there came no light, she stiffened with fear knowing he didn't really care about her fears. He placed a hand on the small of her back and pushed her inside. She felt a million hands on her, she drew her wand quickly
"Lumos!" she shrieked and the wand tip lit up. The room was crowded with death eaters of all shapes and sizes but she knew better than to scream. Harry had always told her to keep composed and show no sign of weakness. She straightened up and raised her head pompously. The skeleton like man stalked forward and stood a foot away. She barely blinked though the thought of the red deathly eyes haunted her. She had been ten years old last time she had seen them.
"State your name witch" he chuckled, he knew who she was; everyone in the room knew exactly who she was. He was asking just to amuse himself, he got pleasure from the fact she had come so willingly
"Emerald Marie Potter" she hissed through gritted teeth. "Surly you remember me from five years ago"
"Miss me much Emerald?" he laughed walking away with his back turned
"No I just loved the fact that a ten year old beat you in a dual" he snapped back round and clasped her throat; he raised his wand to her head. She looked up with empty dull eyes "Do it, I have nothing to live for" she lied; Voldemort wouldn't have the guts to grant a Potter its wish. He threw her down onto the floor sharply
"Malfoy. You may have her, do what you like. Marry her if you really want to, after all she's a pretty young thing" he snarled, she felt Malfoys arms around her waist tugging her up and a wand pointed into her chest. He leant into her ear and whispered
"Obliviate"
