Chapter 2: The Pendant

Staker let out a roar of rage as he threw the bloodstained knife against the wall of the little, rundown cottage, Baxter who had situated himself in the same ripped, but comfy chair was looking at the wand of the old man which he had took out of his robe moments before his death.

"Blimey! It's not bad this wand…a little dusty I'll give it that but it should be ok…" started Baxter has he swished it around like he was swinging a skipping rope. Staker gave him a harsh look and snatched the wand of Baxter who accidently smashed a ceramic vase on the cottage mantelpiece with his wild waving. Drake was sat next to the dead old man looking into his eyes, but those big, bright hazel eyes weren't bright anymore, they had faded, like a life form had left his soul, like a dementor had sucked the very last happy thought that existed in the little man's head. A sparkle caught Drake's eye, he squinted as he pulled down the collar of the robe that the old man had died in, a silver chain with a silver symbol attached to it, the symbol was a pentagon with a spiders web inside it, Drake gave it a strange look, he had seen it before, somewhere but he couldn't remember where. He stroked it, it was smooth but strange to touch like silk but metal, he was stroking the metal medallion when he got the strange urge and quickly grasped hold of the pendant and pulled the chain until it snapped from around the old mans neck but suddenly then, Drake felt like he was falling into a bottomless abyss, a weird purple vortex was flying past him while he was falling. Strangely he saw numerous things from his childhood, things he had lost, forgotten and some things he didn't want to see, memories, bad memories, things that he would pay money not to happen. Drake hit the floor with a thud, but he wasn't in the run down cottage anymore, he was in the front garden of a manor, a glorified manor made of a black and white tudor design, many of the windows were cracked, the door was almost of it's hinges. The garden wasn't much more to look at, the hedges were overgrown, the fountain had rand out of water and the statue in the middle of the fountain had parts of it chipped off. Drake slowly stumbled to his feet still bedazzled from where he was, so bedazzled he didn't even notice bright, orange, hawk-like eyes of a cat sat in front of the house, the cat was black, tall and slim which instantly reminded him of Staker, Drake walked over to the cat and knelt down next in front of it, the cat just stared right through him. Drake squinted at the cat as it ran off into the woods which where to the left of the house, he pushed him self up of the ground and looked up at the highest spire of the house where something caught his eye, a man with scruffy brown hair and stubble sat, gazing out of it, the man looked down at Drake (not ignoring him like the cat) and smiled before vanishing into the house. Drake was intrigued; he quickly rushed to the front of the big manor and pushed the big mahogany door which was barely hanging on, a little bit more so that he could get inside. He was confronted by a huge staircase that went up multiple levels which he quickly ran up as the wood creaked underneath his feet, climbing, climbing, climbing he ran up the stairs as his heart raced and the sweat began to drip from his head but the he came to a sudden halt, there was an eerie aroma about the room that lay ahead of the staircase he was currently on, the door was slightly open but then the silence was broken by a voice. At first Drake thought it was only mumbling he slowly backed against the wall and listened closer…

"I don't want you as my enemy…" a quivered voice said, it sounded familiar to Drake.

"I was your enemy from the start you fool!" shouted a deeper, bolder voice. Drake breathed heavily as he clutched his wand like never before and slowly poked his head round the corner. A towering man in a black robe and cape with a pointed hood like the death eaters stood with a mahogany wand in his right hand was beaming over…that man, the one from the window, Drake felt his heart sink into his stomach as he saw the cowering man in the same navy blue robe and with the same silver pendant as the old man in the cottage. Drake watched in horror as the towering death eater beat the other man senseless, blood dripped from his broken nose, his lip was busted, he had a black eye, sure Drake was a death eater but never had he witnessed such brutality.

"Please Stop!" The man pleaded with a quivered voice.

"Then tell me where it, I mean he is!" Bellowed the towering man

"Zarcafel Archives…it, I mean he, I mean…just look and you shall find." Whimpered the beaten man who was almost pleading for death, the towering man gave him a sly look then raised his wand to point at the man.

"Avada Kedavra!" said the man with no remorse, as he suddenly vanished into thin air. Drake ran in quickly and looked at the dead man…so young, so much to live for but one thing Drake couldn't help but notice the man's left hand, he wore a golden ring with a diamond on it. 'He was married?' Drake thought to himself but suddenly he got that same feeling, he was falling into another abyss, the same abyss but it had a different feeling, like he was falling 'up' instead of down.

Drake fell back and took a huge gasp, like he had been underneath water for too long, Staker quickly ran over with a questionable look in his eyes as Drake rested his head against the maggot-infested armchair that Baxter was sat in. Drake raised his hand slightly and signalled Staker to lean in closer; Staker obeyed silently and leaned over so his ear was just in-front of Drake's mouth.

"Zarcafel Archives" whispered Drake into Staker's ear, Staker pulled away immediately and gave Drake a worried look as he raised one eyebrow, Drake slowly nodded as if he was confirming something. Staker quickly hurried out the door and Baxter followed, Drake was watching them both mount the broomsticks when he noticed the sparkling silver pendant in his right hand, he gripped it tightly and closed his eyes, remembering what had just happened.

"Hurry up!" Staker shouted from outside the cottage, slowly Drake stood up, put the pendant around his neck and exited the cottage.