Sick to her stomach. That's how Maya felt and couldn't be happier when her feet finally touched the ground. Unfortunately, her feet were also followed her butt as well. She had never had great balance, but apparating definitely threw off her inner balance. A small clawed hand came down on her shoulder to offer a help up. She repressed a shudder as she saw the hand was belonging to her father's little rat, Peter. Peter had only come around in her father's and her presence about five years ago, and she could not be more uncomfortable and displeased. There was never a moment when she didn't feel like his beady little eyes were on her, all over her. She was pulled by her discomforting thoughts as she heard the quiet, but deadly hiss of her father. "Get up... Now Maya." She pushed Peter's hand away and stood up, wiping her hands along the skirt of her dress to brush any dirt off. She had actually been surprised when she found the dress on her bed this morning. Her father rarely gave her anything, at least not without a motive behind it. This dress was a beautiful, floor length, emerald green color. It wasn't too tight, but she felt it fit her body perfectly. It was such a difference from the jeans and a sweater she usually wore. She felt it would almost be worth whatever price her father had for it.
Her father had started walking down the walkway of a mansion now. That formidable, dark mansion that she had wished they would return to since her childhood. One of the very few times she had actually had fun as a child, however short that time was. As they came up to the elegant double doors of the entrance, the doors swung open with two homely looking house elves bowing with their nose to the floor. Her father walked into the mansion without a glance to the elves and up to a rather nervous looking blonde haired man, with his even more nervous looking wife next to him. They both bowed on their knee in front of her and her father. Maya always hated this. She knew it wasn't out of respect, but the fear of her father that they did this. As a child, she had thought she was a princess, and her father a king. That changed when she turned 10 years old, and had first seen what her father was capable, and enjoyed, to do. She did not want to revisit that memory. Lucius and his wife stood and Lucius gave a curt little bow towards her. "Dear Maya, you have grown into a beautiful woman." he took her hand, gently pressing his lips to the back of her hand then looked to her father. "My Lord, everyone is gathered in the dining room for your arrival." Her father gave one of his cruel smiles and motioned Nagini to his side. If Maya had not grown up around this rather large snake, she suspected she would have been uncomfortable, but it felt like it was just a normal part of life for her, although she would never want to piss this snake off. "Maya..." She jumped, being caught up in her own internal thoughts and looked to her father who was staring irritated at her. "You need not be part of this, go find something to do with yourself." He didn't even give her the time to respond before turning about and with Nagini, Peter, Lucius, and Narcissa at his side, walked out of the main room and out of sight.
She waited to make sure she could no longer hear the footsteps of the group before taking it upon herself to look through the mansion. It hadn't changed much since she was a child, although it seemed a bit more dark and unwelcoming if that were possible. She walked down the hallways, looking at he graceful witches and wizards staring at her through the paintings. No doubt the pure blood witches wizards of the Malfoy Legacy. After about 30 minutes of wandering around, she could hear voices coming from a dimly lit room down the hall. She bit on the nail of her thumb lightly, deciding whether or not to listen in. It wasn't like she had anything else to do, and she was sure that her father was more concentrated on his followers than if she were to listen in at the door. After a small and quick internal battle, she slowly and quietly walked over to the almost closed door. Taking a peek into the room, she saw her father, right in front of the fire place and at the head of the table. All around the table there were some witches and wizards she knew. Bellatrix Lestrange. Always insisting that Maya call her "Aunt Bella". Maya would rather Crucio herself than let that woman think she were family to her. Her loyalty to her father and his causes were unnerving to her. A small smile graced her lips as her sight fell upon Severus Snape. Snape had been like an Uncle to Maya. All throughout her life, Snape would appear to check in with her father. Secretly giving her sweets from the school he taught at, or something from a place called "Diagon Alley". Her smile was short lived though, as she saw the tired, and almost death like look to the man she would call a friend. She knew that something had been going on lately. She was being dragged along to more and more places by her father. Seeing more and more of her father's followers than she ever had before. Her father had even been, even though she thought it hadn't been possible, crueler to her and everyone.
Suddenly the voices had gone quiet as a groan was heard from the room. Her eyes followed the noise to a woman floating mid-air on her back above the table. Her father, having taken one of his follower's wands no doubt, brought the woman to the edge of the table. She couldn't hear what her father was saying to the woman, but judging by the crying and begging she started to hear, she knew it could be no good. There was a sudden flash of green light and a loud thud as the body hit the table, the woman's head falling back and staring lifelessly back. "Nagini..." The snake popped her head up onto the table. Her father whispered something to his precious pet and she slowly started to slither onto the table. When she came a couple feet away from the woman's body, she reared her head back. Maya could feel a small scream about to enter her through and as the snake was about to lash at the woman, a pair of hands covered her eyes and she was pulled against a body and away from the door to hide her vision from what was about to happen. "You don't want to see that... Still getting into things you shouldn't... " She knew that soft drawl of a voice. How could she forget...