George gasped as the face of his tormentor was revealed. "Malfoy?" George whispered in awe. How Draco Malfoy had managed all of this was a mystery to George.
Malfoy's lips curled into a menacing grin. "Not who you were expecting?" Malfoy turned on his heels and began pacing in front of George. "You never were very bright, were you?"
"Why? Why have you done this? What are you doing to my family?" George shouted, his anger bubbling over. "You hurt my sister! You kidnapped me? Malfoy, why are you doing this?" George whispered, falling to the floor. It made so much sense, and yet George never would have seen it coming. Draco Malfoy? The twit from Ron's year who strived for attention from his Voldemort following father? What does he have to gain from torturing my family?
Draco sighed deeply. "You know, I really wasn't going to hurt you, or anyone in your family, for that matter. But it was just. So. Easy. It started out as a little joke. I wanted to get you all shaken up a little, so I decided to place a curse on your beloved sister Ginny. And then I heard what the Healer said, about it being a curse from Lord Voldemort and it's possible that he has risen again. I was thrilled, touched, even, that my handiwork could pass off as that of the great Lord Voldemort himself. So, I decided to take it a little further. I sent Harry Potter a visitor that night. I'm sure you've heard, am I correct?" Malfoy asked, glaring down at George, who was still on the floor, with a withering yet taunting stare.
"Cho," George muttered. He recalled Harry talking about it, but George hadn't believed him.
"Yes, yes. I sent Miss Chang to Potter as a ghostly visitor. It wasn't hard to convince her to help me, either. She was so willing to get back at Harry for his part in the death of Cedric Diggory those many long years ago." Draco laughed maliciously.
George looked up at Malfoy, his eyes narrowed, breathing heavily. "What? Cho forgave Harry, as she should have, because it wasn't his fault. It was your father's!" George shouted, standing up.
"Now now, George. I'm not finished yet. I'm sure you are aware that I have a son? Well, he helped me a great deal with this situation. He was decoy, George, though I'm sure I didn't need one. Your family is just so gullible, now, aren't they?" Draco chuckled, his dark robes swishing around his feet as he walked. "I used my son Scorpius to get an in with Albus Potter. His brother and your niece seemed to just be compelled to go along for the ride. I also enlisted the help of a dear friend's son, Rodney. He was dorm mates with Albus, and I'm sure he planted the clues just like I asked him to. Too bad for your family Albus isn't the brightest. If he had figured it out earlier, maybe none of this would have happened." Malfoy shook his head, as if sorry for the Weasleys.
George struggled to keep from putting a curse on Draco. "What can I do to stop you? Is there anything I can do to keep you from hurting my family anymore?" George pleaded. "I'd do anything..."
"Anything?" Draco asked, his eyebrow raising menacingly.
George thought for a moment, and then nodded. "Yes, anything."
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