Malfoy's desires
Chapter six: The mission.
All names and places associated to Harry Potter belong to JKRowling and associates. I'm just borrowing its world for fun… no money is to be made from this.
'Basil!' the old muggle woman screamed at the top of her lungs. 'Basil... Help me!' She screamed again from the top of her dinning room table.
'Clare! What are you on about? What's all that screaming fer?' Her husband bellowed from the second floor landing. His wife really could wake the dead with those infuriating screams of hers.
'Basil... it's the coal bin. It tried to bite me!' She hollered with fright. She eyed the enraged object as it seemingly tried to hop on the table, snapping its lid at her.
'Woman, are you completely daft?' Basil said as he came down the stairs. 'Bins don't bite, now do they?' But as he came off the last step, the infuriated metal container turned away from the frightened woman and started to hop toward the man. It snapped its lid like a large carnivorous beast.
Basil had just stepped into the room when the enchanted steel container made a grab for his leg. The man was still fast enough to remove his leg from harm's way and jumped over the cantankerous piece of ironwork to get himself to safety, next to his wife.
'What in bloody hell is that!' He shuddered under his breath.
'I don't know. I tried to pick up a few pieces of coal for the stove and it jumped up at me. The bloody thing nearly ripped my arm off when it caught my sleeve.' The muggle woman informed her husband in hushed tones. She lowered her voice to see if that would calm the agitated bin from hell.
'That's all nice, Claire. But what in the world are we supposed to do now? It'll attack again if we try to bolt out of the house.' Basil followed his wife's lead, almost whispering to her.
But as his wife started to speak again, two large cracks of sound startled them, rendering them speechless as the color drained from their faces.
'Blimey! What was that, Basil?' the muggle woman whispered anxiously to her husband, grabbing his arm for protection.
'I don't know... It almost sounded like two cars backfiring. But it came from the entrance, so that can't be right.' Basil's hazy blue eyes stared nervously at the open door.
Meanwhile, near the front door of the humble muggle home, two oddly dressed figures (well... odd for muggles) stood still as they peered around the room. They were listening for any telltale sounds of magical shifting inside the house. The woman slowly brought her index to her lips to signify to her male counterpart to stay silent.
She took a few steps toward the corridor, her feet silent and sure, happy she had put a cushioning charm on her feet. But then, all hell broke loose as the steel bin rounded the corner and angrily tried to lunge at the woman.
Katherine hopped out of the way, before she turned her wand on the snapping bit of metal. 'Incarcerous' she said calmly, as two strong lengths of rope unfurled themselves from the tip of her wand. The ropes caught the bin as it launched itself on the young wizard that was still standing near the door.
Jeffrey, the young wizard from the Obliviator's office, had looked quite shocked by the apparition. He had expected something that was inappropriate magical usage, but an enraged coal bin? His eyes darted from the snapping menace to the young witch from the Misuse of muggle artifacts branch. 'Is this what we were called for? An angry coal bin?'
Katherine grinned at him and nodded her head. 'This is what we were called for. You have to remember that this is a muggle house, Jeff. They have no idea what happened to rather regular looking bin. I wonder if they are somewhere inside the house?' Her eyes looked over the entrance.
Jeff eyed the bin with some disbelief, 'why anyone would do this to innocent muggles, is beyond me.' He walked around the restrained bin, though it was still struggling to take a bite out of the wizard's shin, and made his way to the first doorway he could see.
'They're here, Katherine.' He said in low tones, as not to frighten the scared couple, as they stood still on their tabletop.
Katherine walked over and looked inside the room. She gave Jeff a rather wicked wink, 'well, well, Mr. Obliviator! Now you get to show me how good you really are. You did bet five galleons with me, didn't you?'
Jeff rolled his eyes at her, remembering his boastful words. He had been merely trying to impress the young witch with his dazzling wand work, and how he could obliviate any muggle without any screams on their part. He really regretted his words right now... big mouth! He thought with some sadness. He really did want to impress Katherine and maybe get a date with her during the process.
'Yea, yea... I know what I said. But don't laugh too loud if I happen to fail, would you?' he muttered under his breath.
'I'd never dream of doing that to you, Jeff.' she said rather slyly. 'Come on now, do your thing and we can get back to the ministry before five.'
Jeffrey sighed as he composed himself, putting his most charming smile on his lips. He entered the dinning room slowly, eyeing the couple with a friendly air.
'Mr. and Mrs. Pritchard?' he said at first, satisfied that they only gasped at his presence.
'Allow me to present myself. Jeffrey Lane, from the ministry of Oblivi...' A sudden cough from behind him, made him change his words in mid-sentence. '...um, the ministry of defense.'
Jeff felt that this intervention was going to be like a lovely stroll through the park.
Sorry… not much Malfoy in this bit, but he'll be present in the next chapter. Just wanted to set Katherine's character up, build up her background. Please read and review! Many thanks in advance.