Chapter Ten: Wormtail Drops By
Draco
A few days after Christmas we returned to the manor, even though we still didn't feel safe. We knew that Molly and Arthur needed to get the house back in order and we didn't want to intrude. All though Molly insisted we stay, Hermione and I felt it rude. Instead we began taking numerous safety precautions. Hermione continued to stay in my room, and I noticed that Darris was checking on us. Hermione had been making me drink Polyjuice Potion when ever I left the house for something other than work.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because Draco, I don't feel safe, I feel like we are being watched every waking moment," She said folding Harry's invisibility cloak he was lending us. After she folded the cloak and it was placed in the cupboard near the front door, she began to wipe off the lunch from Darris's face.
"How did you manage to get half of your lunch on you as opposed to in you?" Hermione asked him. He shrugged looking me in the eye. Earlier, we had a small food fight in the kitchen, but I promised I wouldn't tell Hermione. I put a finger to my lips and smiled. Once he was clean the boy was free, or so he thought. Hermione paused, this look of fear on her face. She grabbed the cloak and threw a vile of the nasty potion at me.
"Hermione what is it?"
"SShh, drink that, Darris get under the cloak, now!" Hermione hissed yanking her son under the cloth with her. I did as I was told and within seconds I had become a different, much older man. I grabbed the ragged cloak my father had still hanging on the coat rack and threw it on just as there was a knock on the door. I opened the door to see a tall slender man with silvering hair, who oddly resembled my father standing there.
"Can I 'elp you sir?"
"Erm, yes, I'm looking for a Mr. Lucius Malfoy, is he home?"
"'E aint be 'ere no more. 'E and 'is family been dead fer years now. Car crash me thinks it was, or somethin' 'orrible like 'at. This 'ere 'ouse 'as been empty fer as long as I can remember. I'm 'ere cuz it warmer than 'at bridge ov'r yonder. An' don't try to tell me I can't be 'ere, judge gave me permission, I got the paper work some wheres if ya wanna see 'em," I said faking an accent. The man smiled and told me that he was sorry to bother me, that he must have gotten his information wrong. The last time he checked the Malfoy family was still alive and living in the manor.
"Sorry again to bother you, have a nice day." I shut the door and sighed as I watched my skin begin o fade to its normal self. What a relief. Hermione whipped the cloak off her face whiter than Nearly Headless Nick. She ran to me and hid her face in my chest.
"I think they found us!"