Chapter Three: Taking the Brunt of It
A fairly tall woman, with long straight red tresses of hair and a few freckles under each eye, crept along the dark alley way with three other figures. One figure being a tall and built, dark-skinned male with buzz-cut black hair, one of the others a decent heighted woman with shoulder-length ash brown hair and pale skin, the third a tall lanky woman with short spiked pink hair.
The one with pink hair crashed into a tin trashcan, making lots of racket. The redhead zoomed to her side, helping her up from the dank alleyway pavement.
"Are you alright, Tonks?" the redhead asked quietly.
"Goddess, I'm so clumsy, Ginny..." Tonks sighed sadly.
"It's alright, now we have to get a move on guys..." stated the tall, dark man.
"Oh Farrell, shush!" said the ash brown haired woman.
"God, Ginny, you could have done better with the stealth, if you know what I mean..." said a raw, angsty and familiar voice. Just as these words were released from the man's mouth he came to view, a tall and built but lanky man, with bleach blonde hair to his chin emerged from the black oblivion of the dark alley.
All four of them just stared at the man, they all knew who it was. Draco Malfoy. Ginny heaved a sigh, he looked a bit like his father now, though much better looking if she must say so herself. Tonks watched him, slightly recognizing who he is. Farrell on the other hand knew who he was quite well, he like Harry had been taunted endlessly by Malfoy, and Farrell was a Ravenclaw when he was at Hogwarts. Ariadne huffed and glared at Malfoy, she was the first to speak of the four.
"You bastard, what in the bloody hell do you want?" Ariadne spoke with resentment towards him, she had dated him in her sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts, she had been a Slytherin.
"Oh come now, Aria, you remember how it was..." Draco said mockingly.
"Just tell us what you're here for, Malfoy!" Ariadne's anger and disdain towards Malfoy steamed out with each word.
"I'm here to help you to Nikolias's secret hide out, he's got traps all around his place... My people and I have figured out other methods of getting in..." Draco spoke in an honest and serious tone.
"Your people?" Farrell questioned, looking Draco's form up and down.
"Yes, my people, I work for the wizarding world's FBI, we've been locked on the Sect of Secrecy for a few years... They've been working to resurrect Voldemort into Nikolias..." Draco's voice had no trace of humor, he was dead serious. "Is that why your father disowned you, Draco?" Ginny asked in a low tone.
"Yes... For him, the idea that his son was in a sense protecting and believing the great Harry Potter made him go off the deep-end, he's a part of the sect.... Most of the former death-eaters are..." Draco stated flatly.
A silence swept into the alleyway once more, the only one who could not look Draco in the eye was Ariadne; she still loathed him for how he treated Harry. She could not believe that he was helping Harry now, that Draco believed Harry now... She didn't know what to think, her mind was racing all over the place and she felt lost.
"Aria, trust me, please... I mean no harm anymore, I've changed, just trust me now..." Draco was pleading to her.
"If one thing goes wrong, it's your head, Draco, it's your head..." Tears dripped from her eyes a bit as she yelled this at Draco. This went against her own beliefs, what her mind believed and she couldn't understand it.
"Come on now, we have to get to the hide out before it's too late to get some pictures..." Farrell rushed the group of them, after taking another glance at Draco's form.
All five of them raced through the dank alleyway, till they hit the end and all of them apparated to the other side of the wall. They were now in a foresty area behind the alleyway and they crept along till the hit a point of seeing some lights ahead of them. The lights came from a dark and evil looking, but extremely old, castle that seemed a mile or two high. Draco recognized this place, having been here before many a time, he stole a glance at Ariadne and they hurried closer to the castle.
Farrell and Tonks grinned taking a couple pictures of the place, Tonks snapped a photo of a decrepit sign that read, "The Sect of Secrecy: Your Blood Makes You Ours". Then after a loud snap they freaked out and started back towards the alleyway wall. The sound was that of someone apparating and that person was now hot on their heels.
Draco huffed out what seemed to be a spell, and the sound of someone behind them disappeared from their ears. Next thing they all knew they were in the library of Harry's house. With a loud crash they feel from a foot above the rug floor. Draco fell on Ariadne; Ginny landed on Farrell's legs and Tonks hit the floor with a loud crash.
A rush of feet came swarming up the stairs and ended with a slam at the doorway of the library, as Harry watched in awes as the five gathered and collected themselves to stand.
"Draco?" Harry asking in and unsure voice.
"That would be me...." Draco said, rubbing his shoulder.
Neville stormed in and punched Draco square in the face, making his nose bleed. Hermione and Ron rushed in to hold Neville back from hitting Draco again and Remus stepped forward. Remus looked Draco up and down, noticing much change in his form and aura.
"A wizarding world FBI agent, Draco?" Remus said in a wise and question filled voice.
"Yes, Remus, that is what I am...." Draco spoke while dusting himself off a bit more, feeling soiled by the dust.
A fairly tall woman, with long straight red tresses of hair and a few freckles under each eye, crept along the dark alley way with three other figures. One figure being a tall and built, dark-skinned male with buzz-cut black hair, one of the others a decent heighted woman with shoulder-length ash brown hair and pale skin, the third a tall lanky woman with short spiked pink hair.
The one with pink hair crashed into a tin trashcan, making lots of racket. The redhead zoomed to her side, helping her up from the dank alleyway pavement.
"Are you alright, Tonks?" the redhead asked quietly.
"Goddess, I'm so clumsy, Ginny..." Tonks sighed sadly.
"It's alright, now we have to get a move on guys..." stated the tall, dark man.
"Oh Farrell, shush!" said the ash brown haired woman.
"God, Ginny, you could have done better with the stealth, if you know what I mean..." said a raw, angsty and familiar voice. Just as these words were released from the man's mouth he came to view, a tall and built but lanky man, with bleach blonde hair to his chin emerged from the black oblivion of the dark alley.
All four of them just stared at the man, they all knew who it was. Draco Malfoy. Ginny heaved a sigh, he looked a bit like his father now, though much better looking if she must say so herself. Tonks watched him, slightly recognizing who he is. Farrell on the other hand knew who he was quite well, he like Harry had been taunted endlessly by Malfoy, and Farrell was a Ravenclaw when he was at Hogwarts. Ariadne huffed and glared at Malfoy, she was the first to speak of the four.
"You bastard, what in the bloody hell do you want?" Ariadne spoke with resentment towards him, she had dated him in her sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts, she had been a Slytherin.
"Oh come now, Aria, you remember how it was..." Draco said mockingly.
"Just tell us what you're here for, Malfoy!" Ariadne's anger and disdain towards Malfoy steamed out with each word.
"I'm here to help you to Nikolias's secret hide out, he's got traps all around his place... My people and I have figured out other methods of getting in..." Draco spoke in an honest and serious tone.
"Your people?" Farrell questioned, looking Draco's form up and down.
"Yes, my people, I work for the wizarding world's FBI, we've been locked on the Sect of Secrecy for a few years... They've been working to resurrect Voldemort into Nikolias..." Draco's voice had no trace of humor, he was dead serious. "Is that why your father disowned you, Draco?" Ginny asked in a low tone.
"Yes... For him, the idea that his son was in a sense protecting and believing the great Harry Potter made him go off the deep-end, he's a part of the sect.... Most of the former death-eaters are..." Draco stated flatly.
A silence swept into the alleyway once more, the only one who could not look Draco in the eye was Ariadne; she still loathed him for how he treated Harry. She could not believe that he was helping Harry now, that Draco believed Harry now... She didn't know what to think, her mind was racing all over the place and she felt lost.
"Aria, trust me, please... I mean no harm anymore, I've changed, just trust me now..." Draco was pleading to her.
"If one thing goes wrong, it's your head, Draco, it's your head..." Tears dripped from her eyes a bit as she yelled this at Draco. This went against her own beliefs, what her mind believed and she couldn't understand it.
"Come on now, we have to get to the hide out before it's too late to get some pictures..." Farrell rushed the group of them, after taking another glance at Draco's form.
All five of them raced through the dank alleyway, till they hit the end and all of them apparated to the other side of the wall. They were now in a foresty area behind the alleyway and they crept along till the hit a point of seeing some lights ahead of them. The lights came from a dark and evil looking, but extremely old, castle that seemed a mile or two high. Draco recognized this place, having been here before many a time, he stole a glance at Ariadne and they hurried closer to the castle.
Farrell and Tonks grinned taking a couple pictures of the place, Tonks snapped a photo of a decrepit sign that read, "The Sect of Secrecy: Your Blood Makes You Ours". Then after a loud snap they freaked out and started back towards the alleyway wall. The sound was that of someone apparating and that person was now hot on their heels.
Draco huffed out what seemed to be a spell, and the sound of someone behind them disappeared from their ears. Next thing they all knew they were in the library of Harry's house. With a loud crash they feel from a foot above the rug floor. Draco fell on Ariadne; Ginny landed on Farrell's legs and Tonks hit the floor with a loud crash.
A rush of feet came swarming up the stairs and ended with a slam at the doorway of the library, as Harry watched in awes as the five gathered and collected themselves to stand.
"Draco?" Harry asking in and unsure voice.
"That would be me...." Draco said, rubbing his shoulder.
Neville stormed in and punched Draco square in the face, making his nose bleed. Hermione and Ron rushed in to hold Neville back from hitting Draco again and Remus stepped forward. Remus looked Draco up and down, noticing much change in his form and aura.
"A wizarding world FBI agent, Draco?" Remus said in a wise and question filled voice.
"Yes, Remus, that is what I am...." Draco spoke while dusting himself off a bit more, feeling soiled by the dust.