They entered the lobby which was a small room with a desk along the right
hand side. There were a few doors which probably lead upstairs or to rooms
for patients. Behind the desk sat a plump witch with curly, grey hair.
Harry guessed she was in her late fifties. She smiled warmly as Harry and
Jordan approached the desk.
''Good afternoon, how may I help you?'' she asked.
Harry dug his hands deep in his pockets and said, ''we're here to see a Mr Draco Malfoy, please,''
The witch nearly fell off her seat. ''Malfoy? Mr Malfoy you say?''
''Yes, that's who I would like to see.'' Harry said slowly. ''Is that possible?''
''He hasn't had a visitor in three years! In fact, I don't recall him ever having a visitor'', Said the witch, eye's widening. ''he's up in the High Maximum Security Department on the fifth floor, let me call Toiler, he can take you up there.'', with that she pushed a button on the desk.
''Thank you very much,'' Harry mumbled.
''Just one thing,'' said the witch. ''Mr Malfoy suffers lots of things; we're not quite sure what he's capable of so please take care. Our people had a rough time when he arrived here, he kept slashing out uncontrollably, terrible times. Don't turn your back on him for one second because, due to certain laws, members of staffs are not permitted in the cell if there are visitors. We would not know if anything happens, ok sir?''
Harry nodded.
A wizard appeared, he had a ginger beard and moustache and wild purple eyes. ''who is it?'' he asked gruffly.
''Mr Malfoy in the High Maximum Security Department.'' Replied the witch.
''M-Malfo-Mr Malfoy?'' the wizard gasped. ''But-'' the witch gave him a look clearly saying 'don't say anything!' and the man shut up. He motioned for Harry and Jordan to follow as he walked through a door into another room. They continued to go through rooms until they stopped at an elevator. The wizard typed in an eight digit code and the doors slid open. They got in.
The elevator started to carry them up and up. During this time nobody said anything. The wizard, Harry noticed, seemed quite uncomfortable for some reason. Harry looked at Jordan and suddenly felt sorry for the child. Jordan looked so confused and innocence shone in his big, blue eyes. He obviously had no idea what was going on. He simply stood there, hands clasped behind his back while staring at the ground.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened once again and they exited. The wizard led them down a very long hallway which had many blue doors along the cream-coloured walls. Harry knew the doors leaded to the witches and wizards who were mad as hatters. They continued till the wizard stopped at a door. This particular door was green. It was the only one in the hallway that was not blue.
''Mr Malfoy is unarmed but I must make sure you sir are armed with a wand.'', said the wizard gruffly. ''Have you your wand?''
Harry showed him his wand and the wizard unlocked the green doors. ''be carful sir,'', warned the wizard.
Harry and Jordan entered the room. The door shut securely behind them. The room was very dark; the only light was coming from a little window on the door. It didn't give much light so Harry pulled Jordan close to him. Harry could not tell how big the room was or if there was anything in it.
''Hello? '' Harry said into the darkness. No answer. ''Hello?'' Harry said louder.
He was about to turn and walk out and tell the ginger haired wizard this was the wrong room, when suddenly, a cold voice said, ''I heard you the first time, Potter,''
Jordan jumped at Harry's side, clutching his uncle for dear life. Harry couldn't blame him, even he was scared. He still could not see any one else in the room, apart from Jordan, from the lack of lighting.
Harry managed to say weakly, ''Malfoy, is that you?''
''Yes Potter, it's me,'' the voice said in a sing-song tone.
Harry's eyes hardened as seven years of hatred seemed to crash into him. ''Any chances of letting us see you?'' Harry asked, feeling a lot braver.
''Any chances I could get your autograph?'' Malfoy sang.
''Uncle Harry,'' Jordan said in a shaky voice, ''who is that man?''
Harry heard a shuffle and a figure appeared and it was slowly coming towards him.
''Who's that?'' Malfoy asked sharply.
Harry moved in front of Jordan as if to protect the boy, ''It doesn't matter, I came here to-''
But Harry was cut off as he was pushed to the floor. Jordan gave a cry of fear as two strong arms pulled him away from his uncle. Malfoy dragged Jordan to the far side of the room where he began to study the young boy. Harry realized what was happening and got to his feet. ''Let him go, Malfoy, I'm warning you! '', Harry cried, taking out his wand. Malfoy picked at Jordan's light blonde hair and tried to see if there was any resemblance to him. ''LET HIM GO!'' Harry yelled. Malfoy looked up.
''Go away, Potter. I'm busy here.'' He sneered. ''Besides,'' he eyed the wand, ''you wouldn't dare do anything to me while he's in my grasp.''
Harry lowered his wand. Malfoy was right. He wasn't going to try and harm Malfoy if that meant putting Jordan in danger. Luckily, Jordan chose that moment to kick Malfoy on the shin. Malfoy cried out as Jordan ran over to Harry and hid behind him. Malfoy slowly got up and tried to get closer, but Harry already had his wand pointing at Malfoy's heart.
''Get back you pervert!'' Harry snarled. Malfoy stepped into the light that shone from the door. Harry saw how three years of mental hospital changed the Slytherin. Malfoy's hair was still a silvery blonde but it was not combed back like it usually was. His eyes were a scary shade of grey that looked like they could see into the very soul. Dark rings surrounded his long lashes. His skin was so pale he looked ghostly white and he was extremely thin. Harry was suddenly thankful he himself was sane.
''But, I never...'', Malfoy gasped, trying, but failing, to edge closer. Harry grabbed the door handle, jerked it open, hurried Jordan out before saying to the insane weirdo, ''I'll be back soon, and when I return I want answers.''
With that Harry rushed out the door.
A.N. Hiya again, glad you have read my chapter. Hope you like the Malfoy thing; I really had trouble with that part. I want to thank my reviewers:
Mrsmunkee: thanks, BUMP to you to! ; )
The Grinch: Glad you like it, keep writing more mate!
Dream and Write: Thanks, I'll look into it. : )
Pussin Boots: hope this will brighten your day...still wondering how this chapter would help but...you know. Keep writing!
That's about it at the moment but I just want to say that Jordan does play a very important part in this and they're will be more Ron and Draco soon. Bye, and please don't stop reviewing!
''Good afternoon, how may I help you?'' she asked.
Harry dug his hands deep in his pockets and said, ''we're here to see a Mr Draco Malfoy, please,''
The witch nearly fell off her seat. ''Malfoy? Mr Malfoy you say?''
''Yes, that's who I would like to see.'' Harry said slowly. ''Is that possible?''
''He hasn't had a visitor in three years! In fact, I don't recall him ever having a visitor'', Said the witch, eye's widening. ''he's up in the High Maximum Security Department on the fifth floor, let me call Toiler, he can take you up there.'', with that she pushed a button on the desk.
''Thank you very much,'' Harry mumbled.
''Just one thing,'' said the witch. ''Mr Malfoy suffers lots of things; we're not quite sure what he's capable of so please take care. Our people had a rough time when he arrived here, he kept slashing out uncontrollably, terrible times. Don't turn your back on him for one second because, due to certain laws, members of staffs are not permitted in the cell if there are visitors. We would not know if anything happens, ok sir?''
Harry nodded.
A wizard appeared, he had a ginger beard and moustache and wild purple eyes. ''who is it?'' he asked gruffly.
''Mr Malfoy in the High Maximum Security Department.'' Replied the witch.
''M-Malfo-Mr Malfoy?'' the wizard gasped. ''But-'' the witch gave him a look clearly saying 'don't say anything!' and the man shut up. He motioned for Harry and Jordan to follow as he walked through a door into another room. They continued to go through rooms until they stopped at an elevator. The wizard typed in an eight digit code and the doors slid open. They got in.
The elevator started to carry them up and up. During this time nobody said anything. The wizard, Harry noticed, seemed quite uncomfortable for some reason. Harry looked at Jordan and suddenly felt sorry for the child. Jordan looked so confused and innocence shone in his big, blue eyes. He obviously had no idea what was going on. He simply stood there, hands clasped behind his back while staring at the ground.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened once again and they exited. The wizard led them down a very long hallway which had many blue doors along the cream-coloured walls. Harry knew the doors leaded to the witches and wizards who were mad as hatters. They continued till the wizard stopped at a door. This particular door was green. It was the only one in the hallway that was not blue.
''Mr Malfoy is unarmed but I must make sure you sir are armed with a wand.'', said the wizard gruffly. ''Have you your wand?''
Harry showed him his wand and the wizard unlocked the green doors. ''be carful sir,'', warned the wizard.
Harry and Jordan entered the room. The door shut securely behind them. The room was very dark; the only light was coming from a little window on the door. It didn't give much light so Harry pulled Jordan close to him. Harry could not tell how big the room was or if there was anything in it.
''Hello? '' Harry said into the darkness. No answer. ''Hello?'' Harry said louder.
He was about to turn and walk out and tell the ginger haired wizard this was the wrong room, when suddenly, a cold voice said, ''I heard you the first time, Potter,''
Jordan jumped at Harry's side, clutching his uncle for dear life. Harry couldn't blame him, even he was scared. He still could not see any one else in the room, apart from Jordan, from the lack of lighting.
Harry managed to say weakly, ''Malfoy, is that you?''
''Yes Potter, it's me,'' the voice said in a sing-song tone.
Harry's eyes hardened as seven years of hatred seemed to crash into him. ''Any chances of letting us see you?'' Harry asked, feeling a lot braver.
''Any chances I could get your autograph?'' Malfoy sang.
''Uncle Harry,'' Jordan said in a shaky voice, ''who is that man?''
Harry heard a shuffle and a figure appeared and it was slowly coming towards him.
''Who's that?'' Malfoy asked sharply.
Harry moved in front of Jordan as if to protect the boy, ''It doesn't matter, I came here to-''
But Harry was cut off as he was pushed to the floor. Jordan gave a cry of fear as two strong arms pulled him away from his uncle. Malfoy dragged Jordan to the far side of the room where he began to study the young boy. Harry realized what was happening and got to his feet. ''Let him go, Malfoy, I'm warning you! '', Harry cried, taking out his wand. Malfoy picked at Jordan's light blonde hair and tried to see if there was any resemblance to him. ''LET HIM GO!'' Harry yelled. Malfoy looked up.
''Go away, Potter. I'm busy here.'' He sneered. ''Besides,'' he eyed the wand, ''you wouldn't dare do anything to me while he's in my grasp.''
Harry lowered his wand. Malfoy was right. He wasn't going to try and harm Malfoy if that meant putting Jordan in danger. Luckily, Jordan chose that moment to kick Malfoy on the shin. Malfoy cried out as Jordan ran over to Harry and hid behind him. Malfoy slowly got up and tried to get closer, but Harry already had his wand pointing at Malfoy's heart.
''Get back you pervert!'' Harry snarled. Malfoy stepped into the light that shone from the door. Harry saw how three years of mental hospital changed the Slytherin. Malfoy's hair was still a silvery blonde but it was not combed back like it usually was. His eyes were a scary shade of grey that looked like they could see into the very soul. Dark rings surrounded his long lashes. His skin was so pale he looked ghostly white and he was extremely thin. Harry was suddenly thankful he himself was sane.
''But, I never...'', Malfoy gasped, trying, but failing, to edge closer. Harry grabbed the door handle, jerked it open, hurried Jordan out before saying to the insane weirdo, ''I'll be back soon, and when I return I want answers.''
With that Harry rushed out the door.
A.N. Hiya again, glad you have read my chapter. Hope you like the Malfoy thing; I really had trouble with that part. I want to thank my reviewers:
Mrsmunkee: thanks, BUMP to you to! ; )
The Grinch: Glad you like it, keep writing more mate!
Dream and Write: Thanks, I'll look into it. : )
Pussin Boots: hope this will brighten your day...still wondering how this chapter would help but...you know. Keep writing!
That's about it at the moment but I just want to say that Jordan does play a very important part in this and they're will be more Ron and Draco soon. Bye, and please don't stop reviewing!