Post 85:

Jade awoke the next morning and no matter how nervous she was, she was also excited.

"Forgiveness is sweet, but revenge is much more rewarding." She whispered to her quiet room. Jade slipped into her black-jumpsuit; what every Auror wears under their robes when going into battle. It kept her body temperature at a perfectly comfortable level, and allowed flexibility that could not be normally gained from regular clothes. The sleeves weren't sown onto the suit, instead they were held onto the body of the suit by leather string, so all Jade had to do was pull purposefully on it and the sleeves would fall from her shoulders.

Jade threw a black cloak over her jumpsuit and put her wand into her pocket. She tied her runners tight, pulled her red hair into a tight bun at the base of her neck, and smiled at herself nervously in front of the mirror.

She was confident, but something didn't feel right to her.

Jade transformed herself into the form she had taken when she inspected his home; apple green eyes, a few freckles across her nose and cheeks, light brown hair, and cheekbones that hid under her cheeks. Her height shortened three inches as well.

Jade thought back to the one time she had been in the Malfoy manor- searching for dark objects. She had been so confident, so calm then; although she was shaking inside. Well, Jade was certainly shaking again, but this time out of rage.

Malfoy thinks he's untouchable. Not today. Suddenly, an owl flew into her kitchen through her open window. It was marble and had scorched tail feathers along with a chewed ear. Jade, recognizing the bird, smiled and scratched its head before untying the parchment.

Moody and Jefferson on stand-by. Good luck.

You know what to do if you need us.

Was scrawled messily onto it. Jade took a deep breath, closed her eyes, checked to make sure the feather was in her pocket, and a second late later she found her feet on the drive of the Malfoy Manor. It was now or never.

Jade let the large, cold iron knocker fall into place loudly three times, and was surprised to find a tall thin woman open the door with her nose stuck up and long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders.

'Narcissa' thought Jade. Mrs. Malfoy wore an elegant, icy blue gown that clung to her bones and plunged down her chest. Clearly company had been expected.

Jade did not give Narcissa Malfoy a chance to speak but instead spoke so forcefully, so loudly, that Narcissa's own mouth snapped back so that it hurt.

"Mrs. Malfoy, Your husband, Lucius Malfoy is under arrest for the following charges: The use of all three unforgivable curses, multiple murders, torturing countless muggles, including children, mass arson, robbery, cheating, and for being in the league of the dark one.

"I have a document warranting Lucius Malfoy's immediate arrest signed by Minister Fudge himself."

Narcissa Malfoy looked indifferent to what Jade had just said but when Jade flashed her badge and unrolled the parchment, Mrs. Malfoy opened the door wider and allowed for Jade to step inside the cold mansion.

Jade looked around, feeling the mansion was colder and more menacing than before. Dobby was missing.

"What happened to Dobby?"

"Who?"

"Your house-elf."

"Dobby was presented with clothing last year." Narcissa sneered.

'Thank Merlin' thought Jade to herself. She could tell he had hated working for the Malfoys.

"May I help you?" Lucius' voice was loud and forceful. Jade looked up to see him descend from the grand staircase with incredible poise.

Jade's body filled with anger and hatred. Now that she was arresting him, she wanted to be free of the weight on her shoulders she had been carrying for eighteen years. Jade breathed deeply and gave Malfoy the dirtiest look possible.

"Mr. Malfoy, it is my greatest pleasure to inform you that you are under arrest. I have no time for formalities; here are your fcking papers." Jade flung the unrolled scroll with fudge's signature, the scroll with his charges on it, and the parchment slip for his trial date.

Malfoy coolly picked each one up with delicacy and then placed then on the edge of the stair banister with out reading them.

"I'm afraid I won't be going anywhere today, nor will I ever be." He said,

"I have golden hand cuffs, don't make me use them." Jade growled. Casually she felt the feather in her pocket. All she had to do was stroke it three times and Moody and Jefferson would come to her aid, calling Auror back up if needed.

"Well, this all rather pointless, these charges are clearly fake. Fudge would never sign this. We have been good friends since our Hogwarts days."

"Malfoy, he had no choice! Do you know how much evidence the Ministry has on you? Fudge signed the damn thing because I gave him two boxes full of evidence against you!" Jade was exasperated but Malfoy seemed no more bothered or disturbed.

"Yes. Why have you been so keen to put me in Azkaban? I know for a fact you've been working for years to put me away. The Dark Lord will free me if you lock me away, so why waste your time?" Malfoy spoke so calmly; it sent chills up Jade's spine.

"You are a monster. And you will not fully understand my hatred for you until your one hundred years of solitude are over, and your body burns." Jade spat. Lucius' eyes widened in disbelief.

"Let's go. Now! I haven't got all day and no one's going to save you."

"I will."