I Know You
All six of them stood there with their wands drawn as Harry held the prophecy in one hand. The Death Eater approached them silently, if it weren't for the gleam of the light glancing off his mask no one would've known he was there until he started to speak.
She knew that mask even before he removed it revealing his long platinum locks of hair. The shock went through her as her head started to hurt. Without realizing it her wand had lowered a bit, her eyes stuck on Lucius Malfoy as he approached them. She couldn't focus on his words as flashes from what felt like memories flirted through her mind.
"I know you," she whispered, drawing the attention of everyone there.
"Potter's mudblood, of course you recognize me," sneered Malfoy Sr. as he stood there waiting with his hand out for Harry to hand over the prophecy.
"Come any closer and I'll break it," claimed Harry.
Her eyes were drawn behind him as a figure materialized out of the dark. Wild black hair, grey eyes and a cackling voice broke through the stand off.
"He knows how to play," the witch stated as she seemed to glide closer to the group.
"Trixie!" The name broke from Hermione's lips as she recognized the witch.
This drew everyone's attention including that of the witch.
"How dare you," screamed the witch standing slightly behind Malfoy Sr.
"I know you, Trixie and Dolph," Hermione took a shuddering step forward. Eyes from everyone seemed to dart between Hermione and the witch. "Trixie and Dolph had a… a grey cat that used to play in my hair," the confusion in Hermione's voice was plain for all to hear. "She accidently clawed my nose which ended up leaving a slight scar at the tip." Raising her left hand she felt the edges of the slight scar there.
"How do you know this?" Malfoy's voice drew her attention back to him from the witch.
"Lucius, you had a black pegasus you taught me to ride, Anubis. He was so gentle and loved apples, especially green ones. I used to ride him with… Rab!" Her eyes widened and darted around her as if searching the darkness for someone. Looking back at the two in front of them her gaze landed back on Trixie. "Where is my Rab?" Her voice held so much turmoil all those around her could feel it as magic started to dance along her skin.
The two Death Eaters stood there with incredulous' looks on their faces. Neither had ever had her to their manors yet she seemed to know these few things that only those in their inner circle knew.
Hermione took two steps toward Trixie who raised her wand pointing directly at her. "Where is Rab? Is he ok? Last I saw him… he had fallen from Hathor when a bright light hit us both. Please Trixie," Hermione begged for what she didn't quite comprehend. She was now directly in front of Trixie.
From behind the group a masked figure approached. "How does this muddy know my name and those details."
Spinning around Hermione's eyes were drawn not to her friends who stood still in their confusion, wands at the ready but to the dark figure who had spoken behind them. She knew that voice, the one that had haunted her memories for as long as she could remember. Without realizing it she had moved to stand before him.
"Rab," she whispered as she raised her hand to his mask-covered face. She could hear her friends behind her all talking at once but couldn't make out what they were saying. Everything had narrowed down to just her and the man in front of her. Placing her hand on his mask she lifted it gently from his face which caused a chorus of exclamation from all the Death Eaters around them.
Looking into his deep blue eyes, Hermione was swept up in the emotions that thundered through her. Dropping the mask which disappeared, she raised her hand to the side of his face, "You're alive, my Rab." Her fingers gently touched the side of his face sending jolts of shock throughout her before she blacked out.