Post 91:
Jade thought about running, but where would she go? Where was she now? Jade wasn't sure if she could apperate properly and she wasn't about to take that risk. She walked back to the house as though she had done nothing wrong in his eyes and approached him as he was blocking the door.
"What, may I ask you, were you doing with an owl?" His voice was calm, but Jade could tell that he knew she sent away a letter.
"I sent a letter to Albus Dumbledore. Telling him where I am, and about my memory. I think that if anyone can help me its him, don't you?" Jade responded.
The side of Lucius' eye twitched with furry, and he tried to remain calm, but failed. He struck Jade against the side of her head hard, and yelled: "I will not have that fool coming here! Now stop lying to me Auror and tell me what it is you know!"
Jade was truly shocked at Lucius' reaction. He had just blown his cover completely and there was no point in going back to being nice and playing friends. Jade just stood there, open mouthed, not knowing what exactly to do. Maybe he hadn't fallen for her acting that morning with Avery after all.
"Well? … What have you to say for yourself?" Malfoy stormed.
"I- I- I don't understand- I know I'm an Auror, I told you so already!" Jade needed to stall as long as possible to but Remus time, but Jade knew it would not be enough. Lucius reached into his robe pocket and whipped out his wand. As he raised his wand in the air his sleeve slipped down his arm, and Jade saw the dark mark which had haunted her dreams for years, which the name Avery reminded her of.
Memories, horrid memories came flooding back to Jade, and she remembered all that had been lost- even which she wanted to loose. Jade fell to her knees, crying. She had come so close to throwing Lucius Malfoy into Azkaban, so close to finally starting to bring him to justice after so many years, and she had failed. Minister Fudge was either corrupt, stupid, or had been manipulated; Jade assumed it was a bit of all three.
Lucius just stood watching her. He had never experienced such a reaction to him before. He had only pulled out his wand to threaten her because he wasn't sure if he wanted her dead or alive yet, and she fell and started crying. He assumed she wanted mercy, but it was only because she failed in her revenge.
Jade stood up and wiped tears away from her cheeks with the back of her hand.
"You were going to arrest me; you were trying to sentence me to one hundred years of solitude- a sentence that hasn't been used since Grindewald!"
"Would you prefer a kiss? I'm sure any dementor would be only too happy to fulfill that." Jade was silent for a while. "Before your wife knocked me unconscious- oh yes, Lucius, I know it was her- you asked me why I had been so keen on bringing about your demise. I'm sure you've thought over the many months you had me in your tower of the answer, and I'm even more sure that you have been incapable of coming to a definite answer- for you have done many horrible things to many people, and you have few true friends.
"Well, to your question I have an answer!" Jade pulled to loose sleeve of the yellow silk gown she was wearing up to her shoulder, so that her entire left hand was bare. The tattoo was there, as she knew it would be, and Lucius read it was astonishment and confusion.
I'm going to watch him suffer
I'm going to watch him scream in pain
I'm going to take away everything he has
I'm going to smile as he dies and then
I'm going to laugh when I see his grave
"I am she!" Jade said. "And I will not be at peace until this has all been accomplished."
Jade ran. She ran fast; where it did not matter. Just away from Malfoy. The driveway was long and slanted and she got through the gate to his manor easily. Jade just prayed that wherever she was, Malfoy wouldn't follow her. The other houses, they all belonged to wizards whose bloodline was pure- who all associated with Malfoy. He swung forth the gates, chasing her with his wand extended. But before he could do anything, Lupin apperated out of thin air, grabbed Jade, and disapperated. And so his troubles began.
