'I'm a fire-starter
Funky instigator
I'm fear addicted
And I'd like it illustrated'
Prodigy, Firestarter
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Mr Malfoy really seemed to like Courtney. She was really the type of the girl he was looking for his son. She was a Pureblood, rich, daughter of American Minister of Magic, she seemed to like Draco, and Draco liked her.
Then it came time for Draco's conducting. When he got up onto the stage Lucius almost spat out all the whisky he was drinking. Draco bowed elegantly to the public and started conducting. At first, Mr Malfoy wanted to run onto the stage and pull Draco off. But he knew if he would do that Draco would hate him forever. And what was worse, he would embarrass the Malfoys in front of all those important people. After few lines, Lucius realised that Draco wasn't bad at all. He was damn good. 'Better that I can ever be. I should give him chance before, but no, I thought that he would do badly.' Lucius was thinking.
-"So how do you like the training I gave to your son?" – Came a mystic voice from behind.
-"Victoria, if you are so good why don't you never conduct yourself anything. You just go around bossing other people and smirking at their mistakes. Little Miss prodigy" – He turned around.
-"Lucius … that sounds so sexy…" - She whispered in his ear. (Note From Me: This may not be true. Does Lucius sound sexy is really matter of the way you pronounce it. Lots of people say it Lucas, which it TOTALLY wrong. Loo-shas is little closer. But real way to say it is Loo-kee-oos. The name is Latin, and the rules we use are from Latin. However if you are using Italian rules of pronouncing Latin the name would be Loo-chee-oos. Enough with my Latin classes, back to the story).
-"Victoria … I want to have you tonight…" - he said very quietly.
-"Well what if I don't want you?"
-"Then I will have no other choice then to rape you."
-"You are so crazy" – she told him.
-"Well, I see that you two still get very, very well." – Came a firm voice from behind Lucius. They were so interested in their little flirting that even Narcissa could stand behind real Lucius and he wouldn't notice her.
-"So Wilhelm, how are you? It's so nice to see you … after … err … let me call it a family tragedy…" - Lucius sneered, turning around to face a man in his middle forties with Nordic blond hair.
-"A tragedy?, maybe an accident?" – The man had slight German accent.
-"Oh Wilhelm, you know how … sorry I am after that … thing happened to poor Christopher." – Said Victoria.
The man lost his nerves.
-"Listen to me you bitch. I know what happened to my brother, Christopher and I don't care what are everybody talking. And you Malfoy, you have a son, and a wife, you are such a scum."
-"Wilhelm, Victoria, both of you: I don't really want any kind of … err … accidents here during my reception. So please, if you would like to continue your discussing, I will let you use my library for that." – Lucius smirked.
-"Fine" – said Victoria, and went outside towards the library.
-"You'll pay me, Malfoy." – He threatened Lucius with his index finger, and than followed Victoria out of the big circular room.
Fred spent all his time looking for Angelina. He didn't seem to find her. He even couldn't find her parents either. Angelina had the same problem. She was looking all the time for Fred. She saw Ron, but he was too busy eating "Reform" cake, so she decided that is better not to ask him.
After, when Draco finished with his Oratorio, and everybody clapped because they were really surprised the way Draco led the musicians, Angelina finally spotter Fred.
-"Fred, Fred, FRED!" – he finally heard and saw her.
-"Angelina, there you are. I was looking all over for you." – He said running toward her.
-"Me, too. Where were you all this time?" – asked Angelina.
-"I was looking for you. Listed Angie, would you mind if we got lost. I don't like the atmosphere of the party." – Fred took hold of her hands. Then he looked at her. Her pink robes suited her perfectly.
-"By the way, you look beautiful."
-"Thank you Fred" – said Angelina and blushed little getting pink. Fred looked at her and he blushed, too.
-"So lets go outside, maybe we can find some place to be alone, like Malfoy's broom cupboard. We could hex Malfoy's broom at the same time if it's there."
-"Right. I bet they cheated during our last match. They won with 430-10."
-"We will get Malfoy for that." – Said Fred. They linked their arms and went outside.
Lucius Malfoy didn't have to worry about suddenly becoming Arthur Weasley again. He drank enough Polyjuice Potion to keep being himself until five o'clock in the morning.
He spent his time talking to some people and kissing Minister Fudge's ass. He had to occasionally go and check if Arthur woke up. He was chatting with Walden Macnair and Christopher Avery when Victoria returned, smirking.
-"And here is, I daresay Miss Victoria Berger. Victoria I haven't seen your pretty face in ages. I guess I haven't seen you since yesterday. And that's awfully long, when it's you." – Said Avery to her. He was a handsome man who turned forty-five lest week. He was tall and dark.
-"How are you, Avery?" – She shook her hand with his. – "And I'm glad to see you, my dear Macnair."
-"I am fine" - said Avery. Macnair just muttered something for himself. He was mad at Victoria.
-"Victoria, how did your little – err – discussion go on?" – sneered Lucius.
-"Lucius, you don't have to worry. We won't have any more troubles with my dead Schwager (aka brother-in-law). He was a good man." – she sighed.
-"Excuse me, Victoria my dear, but I have something to finish." – Said Mr Malfoy and left the room.
-"Avery, can I trust you to help me to remove – err – some … lets say a body …" - said Victoria.
-"Certainly. Macnair my friend, if you would excuse us…" - Avery asked.
-"Just get her away from my sight" – snapped Macnair, and stalked away.
Mr Malfoy went to check if Arthur Weasley woke up. When he approached the entrance hall, where the cupboard was, he heard some alien voices.
-"Here Angie. I think that here should be the cupboard."
-"Fred … should we really. It is not our house."
They were in the dark hall to which Mr Malfoy came inside. Fred and Angelina didn't to notice him at first. They were too possessed with their talk.
-"Just go in, Angie" – Fred opened the door of the cupboard. He almost screamed when he saw an unconsciousness man with his face turned to the ground lying on the tiled floor. They couldn't recognise him cause Mr Malfoy slammed the door in front of their faces faster than Brittny Spears will do another boob-job.
Fred and Angelina turned around and saw a tall man in front of them. The high and coloured windows illuminated strange light which made Mr Malfoy look scary as they reflected on his fair face complexion.
-"Tut, tut, tut … wondering around other people's house. Have your parents taught you any manners at all?" – Sneered Mr Malfoy. He knew that Fred and his brothers were wild (he lived with them, do'h), but he also knew that Johnson's were nice people, not much of his taste, though.
-"We are sorry…" - started Angelina.
-"Mr Malfoy, we like your house. We just wanted…" - Fred cut her.
-"Go back to the party and I don't want to see you close to the cupboard at all!" – snarled Lucius at them. Angelina and Fred run as fast as their legs could carry them.
'Stupid brats. Those Weasley brats don't have any manners at all' Mr Malfoy thought.
When he was sure that no one was around prying or peeking, he opened the door of the cupboard and kicked Mr Weasley with his booted foot in the head. 'And this is for you Weasley. If you try to ruin anything else, I shall make you pay me for everything.' Lucius locked the door of the cupboard.
Mr Weasley's head started bleeding. Lucius' boot was hard because some parts were made out of steel.
-"Draco you were tremendous" – Courtney approached Draco when he got off the stage.
-"I know. Where is my father? Oh there he is." – Lucius was just entering the room. Draco and Courtney came to him.
-"Father, was I good?" – Draco asked eagerly.
-"Draco, to tell you the truth, you were better then I can ever and will be. You did great job conducting that Oratorio, son."
The tear was shining in Draco's eye. Courtney was smiling.
-"Father, it's all your achievement. You sent Victoria to me to help me. She taught me how to wave with baton. Without her, I would get tired after Part Two" – Draco said. 'Mmm Victoria. Mon chèr, I will have you tonight. As Arthur Weasley, I almost forgot how does it feel to fuck. He and his stupid wife. Now it is great time to accidentally slip that he is using Viagra."
-"Draco, there is my friend from America, want to meet her?" – Courtney asked Draco, pointing with her index on a girl that was talking to Wyatt Montague from Slytherin Quidditch team. Montague's father was Minister for Transportation.
Lucius was thinking hard whom should he tell that Arthur uses Viagra? 'Lemme see … Someone that perhaps is hot for me? Well all of these women I daresay here are hot for me … but one that will never have me because I don't want her ... cause I can have better women then her. I know who – Allanah Appleton. I hate her and I would never ever go to bed with her (well maybe if I am desperate).
Allanah looked like a man. She was tall, approximately 6'4" and was built like Crabbe and Goyle. Her black hair was in tight bun and she was talking to Percivel Weasley.
-"Hello you two. So who do we have here, Allanah Appleton" – he kissed her rough hand, trying to hide disgust on his face from her reptile skin.
-"Hello Lucius." – She said in her deep voice.
-"Goodbye Weasley" – Lucius Malfoy sneered, showing Percy shameless look to go away.
-"So Lucius, now we are alone" – she spoke excitedly like a small kid getting superb candy. Allanah was hoping for very long time to get "candy" from Lucius, but he never gave it to her.
-"Oh poor Weasley... Arthur Weasley, you know him?"
-"Of course Lucius, you gigolo."
-"Well I just heard rumours that he can't have sex without Viagra."
-"Really, and do they have condoms?" – Allanah was really alike Petunia Dursley. She spent lots of her spare time gossiping.
-"They don't have money to buy it." – Lucius sneered.
-"Exactly what I thought. Who told you that?"
-"Well. I heard it from Victoria Berger."
-"Oh, of course Victoria, that hooker. She can't let man go away with out having sex with him. She is not attractive at all. She's not like me."
Lucius looked in Allanah's fat and man-like figure.
-"And all that good-for-nothing bitches that are perpetually circling around you, hoping for you to look, maybe even glance at them. But no, you made the right choice lad, you came to me. All this time, you just talked to them to make me jealous and bothered, to show that you may be as popular as I am. Well sorry playboy, but it is certainly impossible. Cause you see you are just popular between woman, and I, well some woman like me, too." – She pointed her index on a fat and ugly woman that was eating in bedraggled manner, and said – "you know Kimberly Trudell?, well she is so great. You know, maybe we could … get all three of us together, and do that,… of course I am busy tonight, but I could find some time for you, if you…" - Lucius wanted to vomit, listening to what she was saying to him.
-"Lucius, the cupboard is locked. Christopher and I can't get the brooms out; can you come and help us?" – Victoria's lamenting drawl came as saviour.
Allanah looked at her with her black eyes full of hatred.
-"So who do we have here, Queen Skank, the Empress of all the bitches? What, can't do anything without Lucius' help?"
-"Shut up, you fat pig. You are just jealous no men want you."
-"Well, how did I then have sex with most of them?"
-"You just forced them with your piggy and smelly body." – Victoria retorted.
-"Well at least I didn't force them with perfumes…"
-"I can smell that." – Victoria said quietly so just Lucius heard. He was all the time holding for his stomach, keeping himself of falling on the ground, laughing. He always thought that women are funny when they fight.
-"I don't put make up on; I run every morning and don't take any baths because sweat is good for your skin…" - Allanah continued.
-"Oh shut up. Lucius are you going to unlock it or should we use force to get it open?" – Drawled Victoria.
-"Just fallow me." – He beckoned her with his hand and they went outside.
Lucius lead her out of the room. When they got outside and made sure no one was there, he started kissing her lustfully as they were walking. She almost pulled his cloak off when Avery who was in living room, waiting, said:
-"Finally, you are here." – He looked little disappointed. It seemed as tough as he wished to change his place with Lucius and do what Lucius just have done, but he couldn't.
-"Listen, you can't use brooms to get that Wilhelm out of here."
-"But why?" – Asked Victoria.
-"I have my reasons. You should use horses." – Said Lucius.
-"But it's longer. We need more time if we ride horses." – Said Avery.
-"Just use them, okay? I can't let you use brooms."
"-And what if we can't use horses?" – It was Victoria's turn to argue.
-"Walk, apparate…"
-"You know very well that if we apparate with dead man, it will take us hours…" - Avery tried again.
-"I already said: use horses." – Mr Malfoy said and got out of the room.
Lucius didn't even think about opening the cupboard. He couldn't risk that anyone seeing a man with identical look like him.
Victoria and Christopher rode the horses towards the woods, where they dumped the dead body.
At twelve, o'clock people started going back to their homes. Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, and Percy, said goodbye to Mr Malfoy and travelled back to the Burrow by Floo Powder. Lots of other people went their homes, too. Just a few Death Eaters were left, including Walden Macnair, Charles Nott, Allanah Appleton, but she wasn't in Voldemort's inner circle, she was just working for him, Crabbe, Goyle, and few more of them.
Christian and Victoria returned and found everyone that were still at Malfoys Manor in big room with organ. Narcissa wasn't there; she was "appointed" to conduct cleaning of the big circular room, where the party was. Lucius never liked her being too close to him. When Victoria came in, she sat beside Lucius who was talking to Danielle Nott, wife of Charles Nott. She and Victoria were only women there, not including Allanah who more male then female.
They spent their time talking, while Draco played Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D-minor for thousandth time on the great organ.
At one o'clock everybody went back to their homes. Well everybody except Victoria who went to Lucius' room, cause they were working next day.
When they came back to the Burrow, George was waiting for them in the living room. Ginny and Mrs Weasley went to get some sleep. George was polishing his aged Cleansweep 7.
Percy just said "Hi" to George and went of to bed. He had to work tomorrow, too.
Fred, Harry, and Ron dropped dead on the sofa, opposite of George. Hermione had to take her cheap and already spoiled make up off.
-"So how was it?" – Asked George eagerly .
-"The food was great." – Said Ron who today ate more then in his whole life.
-"Malfoy was taunting me because of my hairstyle" – said Harry sulkily.
-"Guess what? When I found Angelina, we wanted to go somewhere…" - started Fred, but George interrupted him.
-"Perhaps somewhere private?"
-"Somewhere private, yeah. And we thought that Malfoy's broom cupboard was a good choice…"
-"Did you curse Malfoy's broom?" – This time it was Harry.
-"No we didn't. We didn't have chance to…"
-"Oh, so why did you go then?" – This was Ron's turn.
-"Would you shut up and let me finish m story. When we opened the door, Angelina and me saw a man laying there, unconsciousness. He had black robes and it was hard to see, but he had blond hair, too."
-"Why was it hard to see?" – Asked Ron.
-"Because you tall-boy…"
-"Don't call me that way!"
-"Lucius Malfoy slammed the door in front of our noses. Then he gave us a minute talk what was right and what was wrong."
-"And then what?" – Asked Harry and George at the same time, curiously.
-"Then we run away. And maybe it was my imagination, but it was like Lucius Malfoy kicked the person that was lying there with his boot."
-"He is so mean" – commented Ron.
-"Who do you think that person might be?" – Asked Harry.
-"Well who do you know that wears black robes and has blond hair?" – Asked George, raising his red eyebrows.
-"Well everyone wears black robes..." – Said Harry.
-"But who has blond hair?" – Asked Fred.
-"Well, it may be Gilderoy Lockhart?" – Ron wondered aloud.
-"There you are Lucius. I was waiting so long." – Drawled Victoria. She was laying on his bed, elbowed and her legs crossed.
-"You don't know how much I was waiting for you?" – Lucius locked the double doors behind him with one wave of his wand.
-"No, I don't – she said, and took her cloak off."
-"Well I will show you now." – He said and laid down on her.
At the same time, Walden Macnair was paying that Victoria is now at Malfoy's, not in Lord Voldemort's secret hiding castle.
Macnair stood in front of big throne covered in gold and rubies. Lord Voldemort, in black cloak and with Wormtail behind his back.
-"So why she isn't here?" – The Dark Lord said in his hissing voice.
-"I don't know, my lord." – Replied Macnair in his cowering voice.
-"Didn't I tell you that I must see her. I told her not to kill that Weasley."
-"But why my Lord, why are you so upset about that Bill Weasley?"
-"Because I have all morons like you here! I wanted him to come over to the Dark Side, you idiot. Crucio Percelarsus." – Yelled the Dark Lord. At the same time Macnair fell down on his knees, and felt terrible pain inside his body.
Wormtail just laughed.
-"Stand up you fool." – He snarled.
Macnair stood up, but with great difficulty.
-"My Lord, if you would just let me … I could call Victoria." – Said Wormtail.
-"Well I could call her by the Dark Mark, too. But no. I will see her tomorrow. I don't want to ruin her little fun, to say perhaps. I don't want to ruin our fun, either" – Voldemort said. – "Wormtail, you are dismissed. You Macnair, you will spend night with Cruciatus Curse on you."
Macnair looked at Voldemort's white face with fear, while Wormtail went to his room inside the castle.
Lucius Malfoy was lying in the bed. Just ten more minutes and he'll be that filthy Muggle lover Arthur Weasley again. He was thinking should he wait or do it now. He decided that now is right time. He got up and dressed. Victoria just opened her sleepy eyes, smiled as she saw Lucius and hugged the pillow instead of him.
Lucius went down to the entrance hall and to the broom cupboard. He waved with his wand and the cupboard was unlocked.
Arthur Weasley was laying unconsciousness and covered in blood. Lucius wiped blood away from his face and from the floor, and took him to guest room and left him there.
When Victoria entered the dark, cold room, the Dark Lord was waiting for her.
Crabbe was standing behind him.
-"Well, well, well, who do we have here? Victoria, how am I glad to see you." – Said Voldemort in cold voice.
-"Good morning my Lord" – she said.
-"It's wonderful day isn't it? Take your hood off."
She did so. Then Voldemort stretched one of his thin hands and grabbed her for her hair so tight that she almost screamed.
-"I think that this would be more appropriate way to talk to you" – he sneered. – "I never liked to harm women, but I always had to. Sometimes people have to put their feelings beside if they want to amount something. But I fortunately never had to do that. Do you know why?"
She stayed silent. He even pulled her hair more towards the floor.
-"Cause I never had any feelings. I just had instincts, bestial instincts. Feelings are enormous barricade towards your success. Now let me ask you if you know what would I do to Wormtail or Crabbe if they would have done the same thing you did, Victoria Berger. Killed the person that was perfect for my Dark Side, and didn't show up when I wanted to see you."
-"No" – she said quietly. If she had said it for a tone louder, she would scream. Voldemort tightened grip over her hair.
-"I would have them lynched." – He sneered, showing her his sharp and yellowish teeth and raised his other hand where he was holding heavy chain. He raised that hand higher and dropped the chain over her shoulder. She just gave out something that sounded like scream.
-"Of course lynching would be, lets say possibility for which they should beg me for. Do you know what is feeling when you are lying on the floor, covered in blood, and other people are standing on top of you, hitting you with chains? Do you? Well Crabbe does." – Voldemort glanced at Crabbe, who looked back at him with his stupid piggy eyes. Even if he was that stupid, you could see from his eyes that he had that event in his memory.
Then he pulled her down and she fall on the stone floor.
-"Stand up now, you bitch. Crabbe, you slap her and as hard as you can. No hesitating." - She stood up facing Crabbe. He swayed his heavy, gorilla arm, and hit her so hard that she flied about two meters away, landing on her face, and felling blood in her mouth.
-"Stand up Berger." – Voldemort ordered. She didn't want to stand up. She wanted to lay there forever. Even if Crabbe just hit her in the head, he did it so hard that now every part of her body seemed to hurt.
She somehow got on her knees. She could fell blood dripping from her mouth and nose, falling on her hand. Voldemort came closer to her. She was still kneeling. He placed his foot on her shoulder, from behind, and kicked her.
Victoria found herself facing the cold floor once more.
-"Next time, you shall obey me faster. Stand up! Now!" – Voldemort snarled at her.
This time she, didn't have any other way out then to stand up immediately. She knew that Voldemort will keep hurting her, even if she is a woman, until she does properly what he told her to. She watched Dark Lord torture and kill Muggle children in front of her eyes. He didn't seem to care that they are kids, at all.
Inside her mind was fog. She couldn't see, and something inside her head started playing "Gratias agimus tibi" from Bach's Mass in B-minor. She didn't seem to know where she is at all. She just heard the music and felt that someone is touching her shoulder.
Lord Voldemort took hold of her shoulder. Then he dismissed Crabbe and Macnair came in to the room. He smiled when he saw Victoria there, standing, with her eyes closed, and blood all over her face and her white shirt red from blood. Avery followed him. Au contraire of Macnair, who was smiling broadly, Avery almost screamed when he saw her.
-"Don't be too excited, Macnair. I shan't make her spend the night with Cruciatus Curse on her. I'll just give her a little pain." – Voldemort sneered.
Macnair suddenly remembered that last night he spent with Cruciatus Curse. He just frowned.
Victoria opened her eyes. She saw Voldemort looking closely to her.
-"I wonder how is it always being primus interpares?"
This was really an insult for Voldemort now. He just spat on her, and said:
-"If you ever say this, swear I will lynch you. I want to see you tonight at seven o'clock, all of you. Macnair, you tell Lucius that I want to see him then, and no but." – Voldemort stalked out, muttering something that sounded like "That Dumbledore".
Lucius Malfoy got to the Burrow and first thing he did is gone to sleep.
Arthur Weasley woke up and screamed when he saw blood all over white pillow. He also wondered where is he?
Narcissa came in, wearing her pale green night-gown, and screamed, too when she saw man that looked like Lucius. Draco came after her and stayed without any words.
They called the doctor. He came, mended Arthur's injury, and said that he couldn't determine where did Arthur got it.
He just told Narcissa that her husband should not go to work in next few days. Narcissa contacted Ministry and told them all about the injury. They agreed to give him few days off.
Arthur was sitting in the library, waiting for Narcissa to get him some tea. She came in, caring tray and sat beside him, passing him his cup.
-"How are you, Lucius?" – She asked.
-"Somehow."
-"Now, would you please be kind to tell me how did you get that injury?"
-"I don't know."
-"How do you mean you don't … Oh Lucius how could you … you got drunk again, and probably hit in something." – Said Narcissa in angry tone of voice.
-"Probably. I told you, I don't remember anything that happened during the party."
-"Oh, so you started drinking even before party even started. Lucius, how could you…"
She was unable to finish cause Macnair came in. He was still in unpleasant mood for what happened last night. But he was wearing cold smirk. He was thinking how was Voldemort thinking to hurt Victoria tonight. And that is in front of everybody.
-"Hello Narcissa. I have to talk to Lucius." – He didn't bother that Lucius looked tired.
-"For God's sake you can't talk to him. See in which kind of terrible state he is." – Snarled Narcissa.
-"I'm sure that Master doesn't care how does he feel."
On word "Master", Narcissa gave up. She knew that if Lucius doesn't do what Master tells him, he may get even worse injuries.
-"Fine, talk to him!"
-"I will, when you get out."
She stormed out of the library, closing heavy double door behind her.
-"What do you want Macnair?" – said Arthur. He didn't really like Macnair. Especially not now what he thought that someone had driven a nail in his head.
-"Master wants to see you. Your girlfriend is in big trouble. If there's any luck, Master will change his mind, and order us to lynch her."
-"What?" – Arthur jumped. Master? Order us to lynch her. Of course he forgot that Lucius is a Death Eater.
-"What do you mean what?"
-"Who's the Master?"
-"Lord Voldemort. How do you dare to be so rude about Master."
-"I'm sorry. I'm not rude, I am just fucked up. But how can I come, and where?" – Asked Arthur in voice full of fear.
-"Just put your cloak on, and mask and apparate. Don't worry, he isn't mad at you. He's mad at Victoria because she killed that Weasley, and didn't show up last night at his place. I had to pay for her. Did you two had fun last night?"
-"What? She killed Bill Weasley?" – Arthur's stomach sunk. She killed my son. She?, and I didn't know that. She'll pay me for everything, that little so-called omnipotent bitch. – "And what do you say Macnair, that Voldemort wants us to lynch her?" – Arthur asked in his voice full of insatiable hope. For first time in his life, he wanted to hurt someone.
-"Nah. He pitied her because she is a female, so isn't so harsh on her. But today, he let Crabbe slap her. You should see her. She flied almost four meters. And she was all covered in blood."
-"I'll be there."
-"I have to go now, Lucius."
-"Good day to you."
After spending her whole morning in covering up the nasty shade of purple on her face and wasting half of her powder, Victoria finally showed up at the Ministry.
She just came inside her office and dropped dead on he comfy chair. Percy then came in.
-"Hello Ms Berger" – he was wearing a smile, but when he saw her he determined that she is dangerous and he should stay away from her.
-"What? What the hell are you here? Go away" – snapped Victoria on him. He just gulped and gave her newest copy of the "Witch Weekly".
-"You should read it Ma'am…"
-"Didn't I tell you now to call me Ma'am! Go away now, you no-good pest" – She snarled again at him.
-"I'm going" – he said, and ran away from her office. She just buried her face in her arms when one more-welcome person entered her office, with no smile, and carrying two coffees. She didn't even look up, and said:
-"Avery, I don't need coffee. Go away. Why are you here?"
Avery frowned a little. He knew that he can't expect from Victoria to be nice to him after what happened to her, but he thought that she will be little nicer.
-"I thought that coffee could help you." – He said slowly.
She looked up, sighed little and said:
-"Sorry. I should try to be little politer. Thank you for the coffee. Now, I don't have to ask you. You want to know what I said that made Master be so mad."
-"Well yes. But I really wanted to see how are you?"
-"I'm fine. At least I'm finer that I will be after tonight."
-"Well Macnair talked to me, and he wants to lynch you."
-"He does? Fuck him off, just fuck him off."
-"So are you going to tell me?"
-"I told him that he is primus interpares."
-"Victoria, you know I don't speak Latin." – Said Avery slowly.
-"It's First in Equals. You know what he thinks about Dumbledore. Well that what I said meant that he isn't better than Dumbledore is."
-"I see. So you couldn't stop yourself…"
-"Christian, I didn't know what was I talking. Crabbe hit me so hard."
She just looked at Avery started looking inside "Witch Weekly". On the cover was a picture of witch and wizard, marrying.
-"I want to congratulate you." – Avery said in what you can call cheerful voice.
She looked inside the magazine. There was an article about most "First Ladies" in the wizarding world.
It looked like this:
#1 – Slavica Petrovic – wife of Serbian Ministry of Magic
#2 – Samantha Harvey – wife of American Ministry of Magic, Jonathan Harvey led lots of successful campaigns for standardising make up for witches, and not giving Muggle make up makers secret for making it
#3 – Euchari Moore – Legislative Minister for Magical Creatures
#4 – Narcissa Malfoy – wife of Lucius Malfoy…. And list went…
#7 – Victoria Berger – Head of International Magical Co-operation, widow of Christopher von Karajan
-"Oh, I get it. I'm the only one here that doesn't have husband."
-"No, not that, you finally on the list." – Said Avery.
-"What do you think, would I get higher if I had a husband?"
-"Well I hope you would."
-"Tell me Christian, why haven't you ever married? You are a handsome man. I mean, every woman would want you."
-"I had a fiancée, but she died…"
-"I'm sorry." - She said and took hold of his hand.
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'And he shall purify
the sons of Levi'
Funky instigator
I'm fear addicted
And I'd like it illustrated'
Prodigy, Firestarter
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Mr Malfoy really seemed to like Courtney. She was really the type of the girl he was looking for his son. She was a Pureblood, rich, daughter of American Minister of Magic, she seemed to like Draco, and Draco liked her.
Then it came time for Draco's conducting. When he got up onto the stage Lucius almost spat out all the whisky he was drinking. Draco bowed elegantly to the public and started conducting. At first, Mr Malfoy wanted to run onto the stage and pull Draco off. But he knew if he would do that Draco would hate him forever. And what was worse, he would embarrass the Malfoys in front of all those important people. After few lines, Lucius realised that Draco wasn't bad at all. He was damn good. 'Better that I can ever be. I should give him chance before, but no, I thought that he would do badly.' Lucius was thinking.
-"So how do you like the training I gave to your son?" – Came a mystic voice from behind.
-"Victoria, if you are so good why don't you never conduct yourself anything. You just go around bossing other people and smirking at their mistakes. Little Miss prodigy" – He turned around.
-"Lucius … that sounds so sexy…" - She whispered in his ear. (Note From Me: This may not be true. Does Lucius sound sexy is really matter of the way you pronounce it. Lots of people say it Lucas, which it TOTALLY wrong. Loo-shas is little closer. But real way to say it is Loo-kee-oos. The name is Latin, and the rules we use are from Latin. However if you are using Italian rules of pronouncing Latin the name would be Loo-chee-oos. Enough with my Latin classes, back to the story).
-"Victoria … I want to have you tonight…" - he said very quietly.
-"Well what if I don't want you?"
-"Then I will have no other choice then to rape you."
-"You are so crazy" – she told him.
-"Well, I see that you two still get very, very well." – Came a firm voice from behind Lucius. They were so interested in their little flirting that even Narcissa could stand behind real Lucius and he wouldn't notice her.
-"So Wilhelm, how are you? It's so nice to see you … after … err … let me call it a family tragedy…" - Lucius sneered, turning around to face a man in his middle forties with Nordic blond hair.
-"A tragedy?, maybe an accident?" – The man had slight German accent.
-"Oh Wilhelm, you know how … sorry I am after that … thing happened to poor Christopher." – Said Victoria.
The man lost his nerves.
-"Listen to me you bitch. I know what happened to my brother, Christopher and I don't care what are everybody talking. And you Malfoy, you have a son, and a wife, you are such a scum."
-"Wilhelm, Victoria, both of you: I don't really want any kind of … err … accidents here during my reception. So please, if you would like to continue your discussing, I will let you use my library for that." – Lucius smirked.
-"Fine" – said Victoria, and went outside towards the library.
-"You'll pay me, Malfoy." – He threatened Lucius with his index finger, and than followed Victoria out of the big circular room.
Fred spent all his time looking for Angelina. He didn't seem to find her. He even couldn't find her parents either. Angelina had the same problem. She was looking all the time for Fred. She saw Ron, but he was too busy eating "Reform" cake, so she decided that is better not to ask him.
After, when Draco finished with his Oratorio, and everybody clapped because they were really surprised the way Draco led the musicians, Angelina finally spotter Fred.
-"Fred, Fred, FRED!" – he finally heard and saw her.
-"Angelina, there you are. I was looking all over for you." – He said running toward her.
-"Me, too. Where were you all this time?" – asked Angelina.
-"I was looking for you. Listed Angie, would you mind if we got lost. I don't like the atmosphere of the party." – Fred took hold of her hands. Then he looked at her. Her pink robes suited her perfectly.
-"By the way, you look beautiful."
-"Thank you Fred" – said Angelina and blushed little getting pink. Fred looked at her and he blushed, too.
-"So lets go outside, maybe we can find some place to be alone, like Malfoy's broom cupboard. We could hex Malfoy's broom at the same time if it's there."
-"Right. I bet they cheated during our last match. They won with 430-10."
-"We will get Malfoy for that." – Said Fred. They linked their arms and went outside.
Lucius Malfoy didn't have to worry about suddenly becoming Arthur Weasley again. He drank enough Polyjuice Potion to keep being himself until five o'clock in the morning.
He spent his time talking to some people and kissing Minister Fudge's ass. He had to occasionally go and check if Arthur woke up. He was chatting with Walden Macnair and Christopher Avery when Victoria returned, smirking.
-"And here is, I daresay Miss Victoria Berger. Victoria I haven't seen your pretty face in ages. I guess I haven't seen you since yesterday. And that's awfully long, when it's you." – Said Avery to her. He was a handsome man who turned forty-five lest week. He was tall and dark.
-"How are you, Avery?" – She shook her hand with his. – "And I'm glad to see you, my dear Macnair."
-"I am fine" - said Avery. Macnair just muttered something for himself. He was mad at Victoria.
-"Victoria, how did your little – err – discussion go on?" – sneered Lucius.
-"Lucius, you don't have to worry. We won't have any more troubles with my dead Schwager (aka brother-in-law). He was a good man." – she sighed.
-"Excuse me, Victoria my dear, but I have something to finish." – Said Mr Malfoy and left the room.
-"Avery, can I trust you to help me to remove – err – some … lets say a body …" - said Victoria.
-"Certainly. Macnair my friend, if you would excuse us…" - Avery asked.
-"Just get her away from my sight" – snapped Macnair, and stalked away.
Mr Malfoy went to check if Arthur Weasley woke up. When he approached the entrance hall, where the cupboard was, he heard some alien voices.
-"Here Angie. I think that here should be the cupboard."
-"Fred … should we really. It is not our house."
They were in the dark hall to which Mr Malfoy came inside. Fred and Angelina didn't to notice him at first. They were too possessed with their talk.
-"Just go in, Angie" – Fred opened the door of the cupboard. He almost screamed when he saw an unconsciousness man with his face turned to the ground lying on the tiled floor. They couldn't recognise him cause Mr Malfoy slammed the door in front of their faces faster than Brittny Spears will do another boob-job.
Fred and Angelina turned around and saw a tall man in front of them. The high and coloured windows illuminated strange light which made Mr Malfoy look scary as they reflected on his fair face complexion.
-"Tut, tut, tut … wondering around other people's house. Have your parents taught you any manners at all?" – Sneered Mr Malfoy. He knew that Fred and his brothers were wild (he lived with them, do'h), but he also knew that Johnson's were nice people, not much of his taste, though.
-"We are sorry…" - started Angelina.
-"Mr Malfoy, we like your house. We just wanted…" - Fred cut her.
-"Go back to the party and I don't want to see you close to the cupboard at all!" – snarled Lucius at them. Angelina and Fred run as fast as their legs could carry them.
'Stupid brats. Those Weasley brats don't have any manners at all' Mr Malfoy thought.
When he was sure that no one was around prying or peeking, he opened the door of the cupboard and kicked Mr Weasley with his booted foot in the head. 'And this is for you Weasley. If you try to ruin anything else, I shall make you pay me for everything.' Lucius locked the door of the cupboard.
Mr Weasley's head started bleeding. Lucius' boot was hard because some parts were made out of steel.
-"Draco you were tremendous" – Courtney approached Draco when he got off the stage.
-"I know. Where is my father? Oh there he is." – Lucius was just entering the room. Draco and Courtney came to him.
-"Father, was I good?" – Draco asked eagerly.
-"Draco, to tell you the truth, you were better then I can ever and will be. You did great job conducting that Oratorio, son."
The tear was shining in Draco's eye. Courtney was smiling.
-"Father, it's all your achievement. You sent Victoria to me to help me. She taught me how to wave with baton. Without her, I would get tired after Part Two" – Draco said. 'Mmm Victoria. Mon chèr, I will have you tonight. As Arthur Weasley, I almost forgot how does it feel to fuck. He and his stupid wife. Now it is great time to accidentally slip that he is using Viagra."
-"Draco, there is my friend from America, want to meet her?" – Courtney asked Draco, pointing with her index on a girl that was talking to Wyatt Montague from Slytherin Quidditch team. Montague's father was Minister for Transportation.
Lucius was thinking hard whom should he tell that Arthur uses Viagra? 'Lemme see … Someone that perhaps is hot for me? Well all of these women I daresay here are hot for me … but one that will never have me because I don't want her ... cause I can have better women then her. I know who – Allanah Appleton. I hate her and I would never ever go to bed with her (well maybe if I am desperate).
Allanah looked like a man. She was tall, approximately 6'4" and was built like Crabbe and Goyle. Her black hair was in tight bun and she was talking to Percivel Weasley.
-"Hello you two. So who do we have here, Allanah Appleton" – he kissed her rough hand, trying to hide disgust on his face from her reptile skin.
-"Hello Lucius." – She said in her deep voice.
-"Goodbye Weasley" – Lucius Malfoy sneered, showing Percy shameless look to go away.
-"So Lucius, now we are alone" – she spoke excitedly like a small kid getting superb candy. Allanah was hoping for very long time to get "candy" from Lucius, but he never gave it to her.
-"Oh poor Weasley... Arthur Weasley, you know him?"
-"Of course Lucius, you gigolo."
-"Well I just heard rumours that he can't have sex without Viagra."
-"Really, and do they have condoms?" – Allanah was really alike Petunia Dursley. She spent lots of her spare time gossiping.
-"They don't have money to buy it." – Lucius sneered.
-"Exactly what I thought. Who told you that?"
-"Well. I heard it from Victoria Berger."
-"Oh, of course Victoria, that hooker. She can't let man go away with out having sex with him. She is not attractive at all. She's not like me."
Lucius looked in Allanah's fat and man-like figure.
-"And all that good-for-nothing bitches that are perpetually circling around you, hoping for you to look, maybe even glance at them. But no, you made the right choice lad, you came to me. All this time, you just talked to them to make me jealous and bothered, to show that you may be as popular as I am. Well sorry playboy, but it is certainly impossible. Cause you see you are just popular between woman, and I, well some woman like me, too." – She pointed her index on a fat and ugly woman that was eating in bedraggled manner, and said – "you know Kimberly Trudell?, well she is so great. You know, maybe we could … get all three of us together, and do that,… of course I am busy tonight, but I could find some time for you, if you…" - Lucius wanted to vomit, listening to what she was saying to him.
-"Lucius, the cupboard is locked. Christopher and I can't get the brooms out; can you come and help us?" – Victoria's lamenting drawl came as saviour.
Allanah looked at her with her black eyes full of hatred.
-"So who do we have here, Queen Skank, the Empress of all the bitches? What, can't do anything without Lucius' help?"
-"Shut up, you fat pig. You are just jealous no men want you."
-"Well, how did I then have sex with most of them?"
-"You just forced them with your piggy and smelly body." – Victoria retorted.
-"Well at least I didn't force them with perfumes…"
-"I can smell that." – Victoria said quietly so just Lucius heard. He was all the time holding for his stomach, keeping himself of falling on the ground, laughing. He always thought that women are funny when they fight.
-"I don't put make up on; I run every morning and don't take any baths because sweat is good for your skin…" - Allanah continued.
-"Oh shut up. Lucius are you going to unlock it or should we use force to get it open?" – Drawled Victoria.
-"Just fallow me." – He beckoned her with his hand and they went outside.
Lucius lead her out of the room. When they got outside and made sure no one was there, he started kissing her lustfully as they were walking. She almost pulled his cloak off when Avery who was in living room, waiting, said:
-"Finally, you are here." – He looked little disappointed. It seemed as tough as he wished to change his place with Lucius and do what Lucius just have done, but he couldn't.
-"Listen, you can't use brooms to get that Wilhelm out of here."
-"But why?" – Asked Victoria.
-"I have my reasons. You should use horses." – Said Lucius.
-"But it's longer. We need more time if we ride horses." – Said Avery.
-"Just use them, okay? I can't let you use brooms."
"-And what if we can't use horses?" – It was Victoria's turn to argue.
-"Walk, apparate…"
-"You know very well that if we apparate with dead man, it will take us hours…" - Avery tried again.
-"I already said: use horses." – Mr Malfoy said and got out of the room.
Lucius didn't even think about opening the cupboard. He couldn't risk that anyone seeing a man with identical look like him.
Victoria and Christopher rode the horses towards the woods, where they dumped the dead body.
At twelve, o'clock people started going back to their homes. Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, and Percy, said goodbye to Mr Malfoy and travelled back to the Burrow by Floo Powder. Lots of other people went their homes, too. Just a few Death Eaters were left, including Walden Macnair, Charles Nott, Allanah Appleton, but she wasn't in Voldemort's inner circle, she was just working for him, Crabbe, Goyle, and few more of them.
Christian and Victoria returned and found everyone that were still at Malfoys Manor in big room with organ. Narcissa wasn't there; she was "appointed" to conduct cleaning of the big circular room, where the party was. Lucius never liked her being too close to him. When Victoria came in, she sat beside Lucius who was talking to Danielle Nott, wife of Charles Nott. She and Victoria were only women there, not including Allanah who more male then female.
They spent their time talking, while Draco played Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D-minor for thousandth time on the great organ.
At one o'clock everybody went back to their homes. Well everybody except Victoria who went to Lucius' room, cause they were working next day.
When they came back to the Burrow, George was waiting for them in the living room. Ginny and Mrs Weasley went to get some sleep. George was polishing his aged Cleansweep 7.
Percy just said "Hi" to George and went of to bed. He had to work tomorrow, too.
Fred, Harry, and Ron dropped dead on the sofa, opposite of George. Hermione had to take her cheap and already spoiled make up off.
-"So how was it?" – Asked George eagerly .
-"The food was great." – Said Ron who today ate more then in his whole life.
-"Malfoy was taunting me because of my hairstyle" – said Harry sulkily.
-"Guess what? When I found Angelina, we wanted to go somewhere…" - started Fred, but George interrupted him.
-"Perhaps somewhere private?"
-"Somewhere private, yeah. And we thought that Malfoy's broom cupboard was a good choice…"
-"Did you curse Malfoy's broom?" – This time it was Harry.
-"No we didn't. We didn't have chance to…"
-"Oh, so why did you go then?" – This was Ron's turn.
-"Would you shut up and let me finish m story. When we opened the door, Angelina and me saw a man laying there, unconsciousness. He had black robes and it was hard to see, but he had blond hair, too."
-"Why was it hard to see?" – Asked Ron.
-"Because you tall-boy…"
-"Don't call me that way!"
-"Lucius Malfoy slammed the door in front of our noses. Then he gave us a minute talk what was right and what was wrong."
-"And then what?" – Asked Harry and George at the same time, curiously.
-"Then we run away. And maybe it was my imagination, but it was like Lucius Malfoy kicked the person that was lying there with his boot."
-"He is so mean" – commented Ron.
-"Who do you think that person might be?" – Asked Harry.
-"Well who do you know that wears black robes and has blond hair?" – Asked George, raising his red eyebrows.
-"Well everyone wears black robes..." – Said Harry.
-"But who has blond hair?" – Asked Fred.
-"Well, it may be Gilderoy Lockhart?" – Ron wondered aloud.
-"There you are Lucius. I was waiting so long." – Drawled Victoria. She was laying on his bed, elbowed and her legs crossed.
-"You don't know how much I was waiting for you?" – Lucius locked the double doors behind him with one wave of his wand.
-"No, I don't – she said, and took her cloak off."
-"Well I will show you now." – He said and laid down on her.
At the same time, Walden Macnair was paying that Victoria is now at Malfoy's, not in Lord Voldemort's secret hiding castle.
Macnair stood in front of big throne covered in gold and rubies. Lord Voldemort, in black cloak and with Wormtail behind his back.
-"So why she isn't here?" – The Dark Lord said in his hissing voice.
-"I don't know, my lord." – Replied Macnair in his cowering voice.
-"Didn't I tell you that I must see her. I told her not to kill that Weasley."
-"But why my Lord, why are you so upset about that Bill Weasley?"
-"Because I have all morons like you here! I wanted him to come over to the Dark Side, you idiot. Crucio Percelarsus." – Yelled the Dark Lord. At the same time Macnair fell down on his knees, and felt terrible pain inside his body.
Wormtail just laughed.
-"Stand up you fool." – He snarled.
Macnair stood up, but with great difficulty.
-"My Lord, if you would just let me … I could call Victoria." – Said Wormtail.
-"Well I could call her by the Dark Mark, too. But no. I will see her tomorrow. I don't want to ruin her little fun, to say perhaps. I don't want to ruin our fun, either" – Voldemort said. – "Wormtail, you are dismissed. You Macnair, you will spend night with Cruciatus Curse on you."
Macnair looked at Voldemort's white face with fear, while Wormtail went to his room inside the castle.
Lucius Malfoy was lying in the bed. Just ten more minutes and he'll be that filthy Muggle lover Arthur Weasley again. He was thinking should he wait or do it now. He decided that now is right time. He got up and dressed. Victoria just opened her sleepy eyes, smiled as she saw Lucius and hugged the pillow instead of him.
Lucius went down to the entrance hall and to the broom cupboard. He waved with his wand and the cupboard was unlocked.
Arthur Weasley was laying unconsciousness and covered in blood. Lucius wiped blood away from his face and from the floor, and took him to guest room and left him there.
When Victoria entered the dark, cold room, the Dark Lord was waiting for her.
Crabbe was standing behind him.
-"Well, well, well, who do we have here? Victoria, how am I glad to see you." – Said Voldemort in cold voice.
-"Good morning my Lord" – she said.
-"It's wonderful day isn't it? Take your hood off."
She did so. Then Voldemort stretched one of his thin hands and grabbed her for her hair so tight that she almost screamed.
-"I think that this would be more appropriate way to talk to you" – he sneered. – "I never liked to harm women, but I always had to. Sometimes people have to put their feelings beside if they want to amount something. But I fortunately never had to do that. Do you know why?"
She stayed silent. He even pulled her hair more towards the floor.
-"Cause I never had any feelings. I just had instincts, bestial instincts. Feelings are enormous barricade towards your success. Now let me ask you if you know what would I do to Wormtail or Crabbe if they would have done the same thing you did, Victoria Berger. Killed the person that was perfect for my Dark Side, and didn't show up when I wanted to see you."
-"No" – she said quietly. If she had said it for a tone louder, she would scream. Voldemort tightened grip over her hair.
-"I would have them lynched." – He sneered, showing her his sharp and yellowish teeth and raised his other hand where he was holding heavy chain. He raised that hand higher and dropped the chain over her shoulder. She just gave out something that sounded like scream.
-"Of course lynching would be, lets say possibility for which they should beg me for. Do you know what is feeling when you are lying on the floor, covered in blood, and other people are standing on top of you, hitting you with chains? Do you? Well Crabbe does." – Voldemort glanced at Crabbe, who looked back at him with his stupid piggy eyes. Even if he was that stupid, you could see from his eyes that he had that event in his memory.
Then he pulled her down and she fall on the stone floor.
-"Stand up now, you bitch. Crabbe, you slap her and as hard as you can. No hesitating." - She stood up facing Crabbe. He swayed his heavy, gorilla arm, and hit her so hard that she flied about two meters away, landing on her face, and felling blood in her mouth.
-"Stand up Berger." – Voldemort ordered. She didn't want to stand up. She wanted to lay there forever. Even if Crabbe just hit her in the head, he did it so hard that now every part of her body seemed to hurt.
She somehow got on her knees. She could fell blood dripping from her mouth and nose, falling on her hand. Voldemort came closer to her. She was still kneeling. He placed his foot on her shoulder, from behind, and kicked her.
Victoria found herself facing the cold floor once more.
-"Next time, you shall obey me faster. Stand up! Now!" – Voldemort snarled at her.
This time she, didn't have any other way out then to stand up immediately. She knew that Voldemort will keep hurting her, even if she is a woman, until she does properly what he told her to. She watched Dark Lord torture and kill Muggle children in front of her eyes. He didn't seem to care that they are kids, at all.
Inside her mind was fog. She couldn't see, and something inside her head started playing "Gratias agimus tibi" from Bach's Mass in B-minor. She didn't seem to know where she is at all. She just heard the music and felt that someone is touching her shoulder.
Lord Voldemort took hold of her shoulder. Then he dismissed Crabbe and Macnair came in to the room. He smiled when he saw Victoria there, standing, with her eyes closed, and blood all over her face and her white shirt red from blood. Avery followed him. Au contraire of Macnair, who was smiling broadly, Avery almost screamed when he saw her.
-"Don't be too excited, Macnair. I shan't make her spend the night with Cruciatus Curse on her. I'll just give her a little pain." – Voldemort sneered.
Macnair suddenly remembered that last night he spent with Cruciatus Curse. He just frowned.
Victoria opened her eyes. She saw Voldemort looking closely to her.
-"I wonder how is it always being primus interpares?"
This was really an insult for Voldemort now. He just spat on her, and said:
-"If you ever say this, swear I will lynch you. I want to see you tonight at seven o'clock, all of you. Macnair, you tell Lucius that I want to see him then, and no but." – Voldemort stalked out, muttering something that sounded like "That Dumbledore".
Lucius Malfoy got to the Burrow and first thing he did is gone to sleep.
Arthur Weasley woke up and screamed when he saw blood all over white pillow. He also wondered where is he?
Narcissa came in, wearing her pale green night-gown, and screamed, too when she saw man that looked like Lucius. Draco came after her and stayed without any words.
They called the doctor. He came, mended Arthur's injury, and said that he couldn't determine where did Arthur got it.
He just told Narcissa that her husband should not go to work in next few days. Narcissa contacted Ministry and told them all about the injury. They agreed to give him few days off.
Arthur was sitting in the library, waiting for Narcissa to get him some tea. She came in, caring tray and sat beside him, passing him his cup.
-"How are you, Lucius?" – She asked.
-"Somehow."
-"Now, would you please be kind to tell me how did you get that injury?"
-"I don't know."
-"How do you mean you don't … Oh Lucius how could you … you got drunk again, and probably hit in something." – Said Narcissa in angry tone of voice.
-"Probably. I told you, I don't remember anything that happened during the party."
-"Oh, so you started drinking even before party even started. Lucius, how could you…"
She was unable to finish cause Macnair came in. He was still in unpleasant mood for what happened last night. But he was wearing cold smirk. He was thinking how was Voldemort thinking to hurt Victoria tonight. And that is in front of everybody.
-"Hello Narcissa. I have to talk to Lucius." – He didn't bother that Lucius looked tired.
-"For God's sake you can't talk to him. See in which kind of terrible state he is." – Snarled Narcissa.
-"I'm sure that Master doesn't care how does he feel."
On word "Master", Narcissa gave up. She knew that if Lucius doesn't do what Master tells him, he may get even worse injuries.
-"Fine, talk to him!"
-"I will, when you get out."
She stormed out of the library, closing heavy double door behind her.
-"What do you want Macnair?" – said Arthur. He didn't really like Macnair. Especially not now what he thought that someone had driven a nail in his head.
-"Master wants to see you. Your girlfriend is in big trouble. If there's any luck, Master will change his mind, and order us to lynch her."
-"What?" – Arthur jumped. Master? Order us to lynch her. Of course he forgot that Lucius is a Death Eater.
-"What do you mean what?"
-"Who's the Master?"
-"Lord Voldemort. How do you dare to be so rude about Master."
-"I'm sorry. I'm not rude, I am just fucked up. But how can I come, and where?" – Asked Arthur in voice full of fear.
-"Just put your cloak on, and mask and apparate. Don't worry, he isn't mad at you. He's mad at Victoria because she killed that Weasley, and didn't show up last night at his place. I had to pay for her. Did you two had fun last night?"
-"What? She killed Bill Weasley?" – Arthur's stomach sunk. She killed my son. She?, and I didn't know that. She'll pay me for everything, that little so-called omnipotent bitch. – "And what do you say Macnair, that Voldemort wants us to lynch her?" – Arthur asked in his voice full of insatiable hope. For first time in his life, he wanted to hurt someone.
-"Nah. He pitied her because she is a female, so isn't so harsh on her. But today, he let Crabbe slap her. You should see her. She flied almost four meters. And she was all covered in blood."
-"I'll be there."
-"I have to go now, Lucius."
-"Good day to you."
After spending her whole morning in covering up the nasty shade of purple on her face and wasting half of her powder, Victoria finally showed up at the Ministry.
She just came inside her office and dropped dead on he comfy chair. Percy then came in.
-"Hello Ms Berger" – he was wearing a smile, but when he saw her he determined that she is dangerous and he should stay away from her.
-"What? What the hell are you here? Go away" – snapped Victoria on him. He just gulped and gave her newest copy of the "Witch Weekly".
-"You should read it Ma'am…"
-"Didn't I tell you now to call me Ma'am! Go away now, you no-good pest" – She snarled again at him.
-"I'm going" – he said, and ran away from her office. She just buried her face in her arms when one more-welcome person entered her office, with no smile, and carrying two coffees. She didn't even look up, and said:
-"Avery, I don't need coffee. Go away. Why are you here?"
Avery frowned a little. He knew that he can't expect from Victoria to be nice to him after what happened to her, but he thought that she will be little nicer.
-"I thought that coffee could help you." – He said slowly.
She looked up, sighed little and said:
-"Sorry. I should try to be little politer. Thank you for the coffee. Now, I don't have to ask you. You want to know what I said that made Master be so mad."
-"Well yes. But I really wanted to see how are you?"
-"I'm fine. At least I'm finer that I will be after tonight."
-"Well Macnair talked to me, and he wants to lynch you."
-"He does? Fuck him off, just fuck him off."
-"So are you going to tell me?"
-"I told him that he is primus interpares."
-"Victoria, you know I don't speak Latin." – Said Avery slowly.
-"It's First in Equals. You know what he thinks about Dumbledore. Well that what I said meant that he isn't better than Dumbledore is."
-"I see. So you couldn't stop yourself…"
-"Christian, I didn't know what was I talking. Crabbe hit me so hard."
She just looked at Avery started looking inside "Witch Weekly". On the cover was a picture of witch and wizard, marrying.
-"I want to congratulate you." – Avery said in what you can call cheerful voice.
She looked inside the magazine. There was an article about most "First Ladies" in the wizarding world.
It looked like this:
#1 – Slavica Petrovic – wife of Serbian Ministry of Magic
#2 – Samantha Harvey – wife of American Ministry of Magic, Jonathan Harvey led lots of successful campaigns for standardising make up for witches, and not giving Muggle make up makers secret for making it
#3 – Euchari Moore – Legislative Minister for Magical Creatures
#4 – Narcissa Malfoy – wife of Lucius Malfoy…. And list went…
#7 – Victoria Berger – Head of International Magical Co-operation, widow of Christopher von Karajan
-"Oh, I get it. I'm the only one here that doesn't have husband."
-"No, not that, you finally on the list." – Said Avery.
-"What do you think, would I get higher if I had a husband?"
-"Well I hope you would."
-"Tell me Christian, why haven't you ever married? You are a handsome man. I mean, every woman would want you."
-"I had a fiancée, but she died…"
-"I'm sorry." - She said and took hold of his hand.
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'And he shall purify
the sons of Levi'