Disclaimer - I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Anything To Do With It, Only Kit Grey
Kit Grey looked at her surroundings, it was dark and musty in the small room she sat in. Spider webs lined the walls along with dust. A small fire place burned an eiry redish orange.
A wooden round table sat off in the courner, the chair where the man sat could look over everything.
"Well come Miss Grey." the man finily said, he dragged out his s's. His voice reminded her of a snake, if snakes could talk his voice would be it.
"Where am I?" Kit's voice was shacky and quiet, she knew who this man was. Kit didn't want to die yet!
"My home." he said matter of factly.
She looked around once more, people had entered the room. They all had on black robes that covered their faces and hands. The only thing she could tell was that they were male adults by their hights and builts.
"Why?" Kit was not this bold on most occations, but if she was going to die she should know why.
"I have come to find out I need a side line hobby." He hissed looking strait at her.
Kit swolled, a hobby?
"Um..Hobby Sir?" She asked, she knew she didn't like where this was going.
Kit was muggle born and wasn't afaired to admit it for anything. She knew this man hated muggles, muggle borns and even half bloods, only pure bloods would do for this man. What could he possibley do with her, besides kill her?
The man smiled. "Well Miss Grey, I want to teach you."
Kit was shocked, teach her what?
Kit stood up, she had been sitting on the dust layered floor. She brushed off her skirt.
That was another thing. She had heard this man hated Gryffindors. She was everything this man hated, why hadn't he used the most unforgivable curse on her yet?
She folded her hand together.
"Sir." She started. "What do you want to teach me? Why?"
He smirked. "Everything I know my dear girl." He replyed as if it was every day he asked a Gryffindor muggle born in to his house to learn what he knew.
She knew she shouldn't be asking so many quetions, but she was like a cat wanting to know more. Poeple said this man was heartless and as curel as they got, but here he was treating her like a student.
"Why me Sir?" She quietly asked.
That must have set him off. He jumped to his feet. "Girl do you whish to die?" He hissed. "If you do not you would not ask such stupid quetions."
"I'm sorry Sir." Kit shook her eyes were wind with fear. She looked at the man that was some how not a man at all.
"If you must know, you remind me of some one I knew once." He had sat back down and was looking at her thoughtfully. "A shy quiet Gryffindor. Gryffindors alway had such big hearts, it made me sick, but she, she was different." He had a far away look in his eye.
Kit could feel the men around her in the room now, there was more then before. most had taken off their hoods. They were younger then she tought, maybe 23 for most of them. One she knew as Draco Malfoy's dad.
She looked at the man in the chair with pleading eyes.
"You must be hungry, yes. Your dirty too." He looked her up and down. "Malfoy! Get Miss Grey whatever she likes to eat, and a change of clothes. And burn the robes! Gryffindors Pah!"
The platem blond men came and grabbed Kit's elbow and lead (more like dragged) Kit out the door.
They walked down an even dirtyer hall for more then thirty minutes, passing odd numbers of doors. Till Mr. Malfoy picked a door and lead her threw it, up a winding stair case, and threw yet another door. When they stepped thre the last door Kit was breathless. Not from all the stairs, but the living room they stepped in to.
It was done in green and silver. Pretty couches lined the walls. Fancy tables and crystals scattered about. Think curtans hung over huge windows.
He lead her threw one more door. They had came to the kitchen. Witch was big and white. A small island stood in the middle with white chairs surrounding it. Malfoy pushed her in to one of the chairs.
"What do you want." He demanded.
She looked up at hi with big round eyes. "I'm not hungry sir." She stated.
"He told me to feed you and that's what I plan to do. Even if I have to force you."
Kit stared at him. "I guess a salad would be fine." She whispered.
Malfoy scowled at her before pulling out the things to make her food.
"I don't know what he sees in you." He sneered at her as he slamed a bowl on the table.
After she ate. He dragged her up more stairs and another hall way.
This hall way was not dusty or even dark. It was done in the same green and silver lay out and even had portraits hangged on the walls.
He took her to the third door on the right and threw it open. Almost like Professor Snape did every day back at school.
As he pushed her in she relized. 'Would she ever see Hogwarts again?!' Her mind raced. Surly Headmaster Dumbledor had noticed she was gone, or somone had to relize she didn't make her last classes, or even lunch.
"Clothes are in the closet. They are all yours now, when your done showering and dressing find be back in the gathering room. Surly you can find it." He scowled at her.
Kit nodded.
Malfoy scowled once more and left the room slamming the door behind him.
Kit showered and dressed in to a black t shirt and black pants with a black robe over it. It seemed only black was located in the room. Giving her a clear message. She could only wear black from now on.
She walked back down the hall. Walking slowly so she could look at the different pictures. Most were of the Malfoy family. Malfoy sinor, Draco, and Draco's mother.
Some were of Malfoy and the two goons that fallowed him around like shadows, other were of Mr. Malfoy when he was at Hogwarts.
She slowly decened the stairs.
When she finily reached the gathering room she was surprised to find Him.
Mr. Malfoy was no where to be seen, only he was there.
The dark lord himself.
"Let's begin your first lesson." He smiled.