HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLES!
I haven't forgotten about any of you! I have been hard at work planning my next couple of chapters and well this is what we have resulted in.
A bit of a time jump and right into the action of it.
I hope you enjoy it and let me know if you have any particular prompts. Caydus got their prompt and I hope I did it justice.
To all the reviewers, followers, favouritesers(?) you keep me writing and keep my faith in myself up so thank you for all of your support.
Just a bit of a trigger warning before we begin, this chapter does contain mentions of rape so please be warned.
Lyra hadn't intended on being there every part of her being was screaming that she shouldn't be there. Especially when her father laid eyes on her in the room of what felt like death. Its voices were calling to her. She locked eyes with him only for a moment, but in that moment she knew. She knew it had all changed, the look of terror over his face, the look that she was much further into all of this than either had planned. That was when the room erupted, Death Eaters apparated in, causing the room to be full of commotion. Lyra slipped into the darkness, and watched Harry look at his friends. They were all being held, his defenses gone. Lyra watched Hermione and caught the girl's eyes. The pleading look in them.
"Did you actually think you could stand a chance against us?" Lucius sneered at the boy who lived,
"Mere Children" He sniped.
"I'll make it easy for you, give me the prophecy or watch your friends die" He sneered.
Lyra slowly made her way around the room creeping closer to Hermione. As soon as the ball was in her father's hand the room erupted. Order members and Death eaters began dueling. Lyra immediately sprinted for Hermione who was being dragged by Tonks out of the room. Lyra sprinted after them. Dodging whatever Jinx Tonks thought to throw at her. As they skidded into the fireplace. Hermione ripped away from Tonks,
"Go" Lyra shouted, ready to push her through the arch,
"Not until you explain" Hermione shouted back her fury evident, "Why are you here? What is going on with you Lyra? Why are you with them?" Hermione whispered her last question. Lyra frowned deeply before grabbing Hermione tightly and crashing her lips down on her own. They lost themselves, they were going to be murdered any minute and here Lyra was kissing her. Hermione relaxed into the kiss and gripped Lyra's shirt, melting their lips together. Lyra pulled away and stared down into chocolate eyes,
"You have to go" Lyra husked before pushing Hermione into the fireplace. Lyra turned quickly defending against a stupefy jinx. She took off towards her father, he caught her midway,
"What are you doing here?" He snapped, only to shake his head. "You have to go, get out of here before someone sees" He hissed. Lyra shook her head as he dragged her back to the fireplace.
"I want to help" Lyra protested,
"You have to go. Before someone sees you" Lucius hissed Lyra nodded As she was ready to grab flew powder, a member of the Order jumped in before with Neville and Ron. Weasley caught her eyes and she saw the frown. She turned to her dad for him to grip the back of her neck and plant a kiss on her forehead,
"I will always love you Lyra" He whispered to her softly, Lyra frowned before seeing a scarred man behind him.
"Go" She shouted to her dad pushing him out of the way. As she slid under the mantle, agony enveloped her.
"Lyra!" She heard her father scream, she had never screamed in pain so much. Her entire left side was in agony, she didn't understand how or who had done it. She heard her father shout only to be whisked away. Lyra felt the burning of her body the pain. As she fell out the fireplace she heard a familiar voice call her name. But then it went black, pain surrounding her senses.
Hermione stood her eyes wide, she didn't understand a lot of things. First she knew she was in Grimmauld place, then Neville and Ron where there and suddenly everyone was shouting at the fire. Hermione turned only to see Lyra, her entire left side was burned badly. Her skin pale skin was burned black, her shirt was seared into her skin. Her entire body twitching.
"Get her upstairs" She heard Mrs Weasley shout. Suddenly everyone was moving but Hermione. Hermione sat on the dusty old couch, her mind was racing with why Lyra had come through the fireplace, was it to get out of there and explain, was it to kill her and the order, or was it just to escape? Hermione stared at the burning fireplace. Hours past she wasn't sure. Fred and Ginny at her side holding her hands. Eventually both Mrs Weasley and Lupin walked down the stairs. Hermione listened closely,
"She was hit with Friendfyre" Lupin explained, "She's lucky to be alive" He muttered.
"She'll be in a lot of pain for a long time" He continued,
"We can't keep her here surely, she's a Malfoy?" Mrs Weasley asked,
"She can't be moved without special care Molly" Lupin muttered.
"What about Severus, he was always close to the Malfoy's maybe he can take her home?" Mr Weasley suggested,
"Her parent's will be worried sick" Mrs Weasley cried,
"We can't risk them knowing the location of the Order" Moody interupted,
"We should toss her out" Mundungus suggested.
"No" Lupin stated, "We'll inform Severus then perhaps when she does wake, she can be moved home" He theorised. "Her injuries are extensive, she'll need a lot of care"
"Don't worry about that, I have everything I need to take care of her" Molly insisted,
"She should go to St Mungos" Tonks stated, she was the last to speak.
"No she stays until we know something from Dumbledore" Moody stated his voice rough. "For all we know she could be on her side" He added,
"Or here to kill us" Ron snapped, Hermione glared. The adults dismissed his comment before moving off. Hermione watched Lupin turn and look for Tonks. Making his way up the stairs he found her stood in the doorway of Lyra's room,
"You know her?" He asked quietly,
"She's my cousin" Tonks admitted quietly.
"Are, were you close?" Lupin asked curiously,
"I'd never met her until today" Tonks admitted, emotion creeping into her voice. "My mother told me about her when she was born. Narcissa still keeps in contact with her even though the family disowned her" Tonks explained. "I met my first relative on my mother's side today by trying to stupefy her Remus" Tonks cried quietly.
"This is not your fault Tonks" Remus whispered soothingly.
"I have to take care of her" Tonks vowed, "I owe her that much"
Day's went on, Molly looked after them all, treated mild wounds as well as keep everyone prying eyes away from Lyra. Hermione visited home, but it didn't feel right. Lyra had kissed her then shoved her into a fire, but Hermione had seen it, the skull and snake tattooed into her skin. She wanted to understand, she wanted to know why Lyra had gotten involved. She wanted to know why she was in Hogwarts to start with. Hermione knew Lyra was against a lot of the blood prejudices but she couldn't help but think that perhaps she had just said that to make her feel better. To get closer to Hermione somehow. Hermione let herself in the backdoor of Grimauld Place and dumped books on the table. They were muggle books that contained stories on Dragons.
"Mione, what's all this?" Ginny asked,
"It's some reading for when she wakes" Hermione muttered.
"Mum says she won't be awake for weeks yet" Ron said almost proudly, Hermione only frowned and carried them up. Kreacher was stood in front of the room Lyra had been placed in,
"Filthy-"
"Hush Kreacher" A voice from inside hissed, Hermione frowned, and strode past Kreacher into the room. Lyra was lying on her back staring at the ceiling, or more drilling holes into it. Tonks was sat with her legs folded at the end of the bed, the Daily Prophet in her lap.
"You're awake" Hermione whispered. Lyra didn't acknowledge her.
"Maybe now isn't the best time, Mione" Tonks tried. That's when Hermione saw it, the slight quake in Lyra's nostrils, her good hand was rolled tightly into a fist, the frown on her forehead, but what got Hermione was the slight glisten in Lyra's eyes. Lyra was trying not to cry.
"Here then" Hermione spat, her anger rolling in waves as she dumped the books heavily on the desk, before strolling out.
"She hates me" Lyra stated, the ceiling was becoming more and more interesting.
"You would hate her too, if the roles were reversed" Tonks stated, "I wish you wouldn't read this drivel" Tonks said as she picked up the Daily Prophet,
"It's the only way I can see what's happening since you won't let me write to tell my mother I'm alive" Lyra hissed.
"You know why we can't" Tonks stated exasperated,
"I DON'T CARE" Lyra screamed in her cousins face. Her rage pure and evident. Tonks sighed and stood,
"I'll be back for dinner. Try and get some rest"
Lyra lay glaring at the ceiling, she turned her head wincing at the tightness and pain in her neck as she looked to the books that Hermione had brought in. They all had odd names, Eragon was one which Lyra frowned at. What kind of book title was that? She thought, she scoffed as she lay back in bed, exhaustion consuming her. She slept fitfully her mind filled with dreams of her body feeling as if it was being stabbed constantly. Her skin prickling from the heat of the curse, Lyra's mind filling with images of Hermione, their dance at the ball, their talks in the library. Lyra woke to Mrs Weasley walking into the room, she tried to sit but was quickly pushed to lay down,
"You may have made an excellent recovery but you still need to rest" She chastised and Lyra tried to hide her smirk, the woman reminding her of her grandmother.
"How is Hermione?" She asked timidly,
"Furious" Mrs Weasley snapped, Lyra looked away ashamed, "But she'll come around eventually" Mrs Weasley reassured gently. Lyra rubbed her face with her good hand as Mrs Wealey handed put the paste on her slowly healing skin. Lyra winced trying not to cry out as the pain became unbearable. Over the days she had been forced to stay in the bed at her cousins home, she was also forced to endure Mrs Weasley's mothering as well as bonding with her cousin Tonks, Lyra knew of her. Her mother had told her of her aunt that they didn't see and how she had a daughter. Tonks would come in and tell Lyra of her day as well as the outside world. She had told Lyra of how the wizarding world had accepted that Voldemort was back, Lyra had gotten uncomfortable at that. She didn't like the idea that they might try and get information out of her. They hadn't: they had helped. She had unfortunately warmed to Tonks very quickly. Especially when her cousin would send her updates on her family, even if that was just from the Daily Prophet.
Lyra lay sleeping when her door opened once again to find Dumbledore stood in the doorway, looking up Lyra tried not to glare at the older man. Walking in the old man shut the door behind him. "I've been told to by Miss Granger and Mr Weasley you are not to be trusted" He stated as he inspected the books Hermione had brought her, Lyra ignored the pang in her chest and the old man.
"I find the affairs of the heart rather interesting don't you Miss Malfoy?" Lyra didn't answer as she followed him around the room,
"I find it interesting that you were assigned to kill Hermione Granger and report back to Voldemort Harry Potters movements but you have done neither or at least very little on the part of the later" Lyra frowned at him,
"Oh well we all have our spies on the inside Miss Malfoy" He explained as he sat at the desk chair as he stared at her over the rims of his half moon glasses.
"Severus" Lyra stated, Dumbledore gave her a small smile,
"You're smarter than Mr Weasley presents"
"Weasley doesn't know a damn thing about me" Lyra growled, Dumbledore chuckled and nodded,
"I wish to offer you a deal Miss Malfoy" He stated, Lyra raised an eyebrow at him before hissing,
"I want nothing from you" She stated bitterly looking away.
"Not even your family back?" Dumbledore offered. Snapping her gaze back to the older wizard she sent him a questioning look,
"I shall let you return home on one condition, you shall work for the order" He stated, Lyra narrowed her eyes at him,
"And why should I do that?" Lyra asked, Dumbledore cleared his throat before standing,
"Because otherwise Voldemort will kill your father and brother; and most likely rape or torture your mother till he has had enough of Narcissa" He stated,
"And how does me joining this order stop that?" She asked
"Because then I will guarantee you and your families safety from the dark lord" He stated.
"I want Granger protected too" Lyra stated quietly. A surprised look passed over his face but was quickly concealed,
"She won't approve of that" He stated,
"She doesn't have to know" Lyra stated,
"You will return to school as well" He ordered.
"What do I have to do?" Lyra asked. Dumbledore nodded.
It took a couple of weeks before Lyra was slowly moving around the home of her deceased cousin. Both she and Tonks looked after the house. The Weasley's had left a couple of weeks prior something about Potter. Tonks told her not to worry. She had explained to her older cousin about her conversation with the Headmaster. Tonks had only agreed that she was doing the right thing.
"Snape'll be here in a couple of days to take you home" She stated,
"What do I say when they've asked where I was?" Lyra asked,
"Say I took you in" Tonks stated, "I took you in but you have no idea where you were" She explained, "That way you aren't completely lying" Lyra agreed as they set the story of where she had been for four weeks. Snape appeared two days later, his black robes swirling behind him as he walked in. Lyra got up with a wince and collected her bag. He quickly took it from her,
"Ready to go?" He asked as he looked over her clothing choice.
"The Weasley's" Was all Lyra needed to explain. He nodded and they apparated to her home. She limped into the manor. Her normally bright home, looked cursed, the grey stone stood against the black sky. Her mothers garden long forgotten. Walking into the entrance, Lyra was immediately wrapped in a hug from her mother. Narcissa checking every inch of her child for wounds. The scars of her burns had been healing but her leg still ached.
"Where have you been? Have you been safe? Did they treat you well? What hurts? What can I do? Thank god you're alive" Narcissa blurted out, Lyra stared at her mother before embracing her tightly. Narcissa stood frozen before tightening her grip on Lyra. Her first born had never appreciated physical touch since she had hit ten. Now however she was just happy to have her home. They stood like that for a long time before breaking apart. Narcissa wiped her childs tears from her eyes. As much as it had only been four weeks, it had been four weeks of not knowing if her child was even alive. Not even Lucius knew where she had gone, or even if she was alive. Narcissa had begged Severus if he had known anything but the tall man had remained tight lipped. Narcissa looked over her daughter with a frown but Lyra shook her head,
"I'll explain everything later" She promised. Narcissa took the bag from Severus and thanked him profusely before the taller man left. Narcissa found Lyra in her room breathing a sigh of relief as she lay down.
"Lyra please, tell me where you've been? Where you at least safe?" Narcissa asked, nodding Lyra explained that Tonks had found her and taken her in. That she helped her get better with Severus. It was the tale they had spun. Narcissa nodded with a sigh of relief.
"I wanted to write, I truly did but Tonks said it wouldn't have been safe" Lyra admitted,
"She's right. Things have changed Lyra, the dark lord he's been punishing us for your fathers mistake at the ministry" Narcissa explained, "He's ordered Draco to kill Dumbledore"
Well? A bit too much for one chapter?
Let me know what ya'll think so happy to be back. Of course deadlines are approaching so more writing shall be getting achieved.
I hope you enjoyed it!
See you all soon!