people were screaming and yelling, frightened mothers were shoving their children under tables while dodging the spells flying all over bouncing off walls as well as all the plates and cups. As she stood frozen in shock someone slapped their hand over her mouth "hold still Den it's me" she relaxed at the sound of the familiar voice and allowed herself to pulled down behind barrels in a corner. "Draco what's going on?" she asked quietly as he moved his hand. He silently pointed across the room where an entire squad of Ministry emergency patrol were with wands shooting spells surrounding their father.
flashback
"Denya you've got to leave, mother's going into hiding and you're going with her"
"why?"
"You know they've captured father, mother and you have to go into hiding"
"I know all that but why? You're staying to the end of the year why can't I?"
"It's not safe"
"I haven't done anything wrong and unlike you I am not afraid of the ministry. I am not a baby
any more Draco, and I refuse to go hide from shadows"
end flashback
That had been at the end of her forth year, when their father had been caught with a group of
deatheaters and taken to Askaban. Somehow he'd managed to escape probably with the aid of the dementors, cursed a couple people
and convinced everyone he was innocent. But it didn't look like he'd be worming his way out of trouble this time.
Denya felt Draco tug gently on her hand "come on, we've seen enough" he said flatly
She looked up at his face and for the first time in as long as she could remember Draco looked afraid.
Somehow it had always seemed to her ever since they'd been children that he wasn't afraid of anything, having that slightly
childish belief shaken frightened her a bit, if Draco was afraid then things were very bad indeed.
She climbed slowly to her feet and walked unoticed out of the shop behind her older brother.
They walked down the cramped streets together in silence. "Where is mother?" Denya asked finaly half afraid to hear the
answer. "Home, I think she wasn't feeling well and left a few minutes before the patrol men came." Draco said numbly
"Then she doesn't know?" Denya asked trying to keep her mind off the awful scene. "no. Do you have any fleu powder? We've got
to get back some how and I didn't bring any" Denya felt around in her pockets. She'd used up most of it but there was
just barely enough for the two of them to get home. "A little" she said softly they walked into the nearest shop not even noticing
the name before throwing the powder into the first fire they found Denya went first landing in her own bedroom once again.
It seemed like hours ago that she'd been here dodging Muka and hiding in the attic, she hugged here knees and waited for
Draco to appear. He followed a minute or two later climbing out of the fire place and sitting down beside her. "we should
go tell mother" he said after a few minutes silence. Denya nodded still watching the flames flicker, they were her tie to
reality one thing that was always the same when everything else seemed so strange. "I'll go" he said after another
long silence. Denya didn't say anything so he walked out into the hall. Denya heard his footsteps as he went down the stairs
Denya flopped onto her bed and stared at the ceiling thinking.
Her father had always hated her, she'd always been the exact oposite of everything Malfoys where suposed to be.
She couldn't have cared any less whether or not some one was pureblood or rich and worst of all she was anything but evil.
So she'd gone through her life being ingnored full time, school was only slightly better.
There was no one constantly threatening to send her away, as she'd been threatened since the age of six.
It also wasn't as boring as hiding in her room trying not to be noticed all the time, at school she could usualy find
something intresting to do. She was ignored just as much at school, but eleven years of hiding in her
room with no one to talk to had not made her a very sociable person so it wasn't too bad...
The sound of footsteps outside her door brought her back to reality, that by itself was weird enough.
No one exept Muka ever bothered to climb up to see her, and Muka's steps were lighter then that.
A few seconds later she spotted Draco, his face look strangely pale, even for him.
"She's not here" he said slowly
Denya sat up quickly "that's not funny Draco" she snapped immediatly suspecting that it was one of his
bizarre joke ideas. Another look at his face and her theory shattered, "you're not joking
are you?" she asked needlessly
"she left a few minutes before you came, she had a headache and wanted to go home quicker" Draco said flatly
"Are you sure you checked everywhere?" Denya asked biting her lip "Yes, Denya everywhere. And I doubt
she was stopped on the way by acident, she's too good a witch for that" "But she's not a dea--" Denya began
Draco slapted his hand over her mouth as quick as a flash. "Shut up!" he hissed through gritten teeth
"We can only asume she's been caught as well and is being held for questioning or some such stupid idea. Which means
they could be after us too, anyone or anything could be after us. From either side, so until we figure something out you
do not say or even think anything related to that word, understand?"
Denya glared at him but nodded anyway. "We have to get out of here, there is at least one probably two different
groups looking for us. This is the first place they'll look, we have ten minutes do pack or hide whatever you need to but be down
stairs in ten minutes" Draco finished
Denya nodded again and Draco left, she set her muggle clock to tell her in ten minutes as she began
to throw things in two trunks. Most of her school things were packed so she locked her school trunk and began
to pack the other one. She had almost nothing to pack that wasn't in her school trunk so taking one last look over her
shoulder as she left .she levitated
both trunks down the stairs. She sent her school trunk down to the door and dropped the other at the library.
She had no idea where they were going and doubted Draco did either she grabbed a few books threw them in the trunk.
Snatched her invisibility cloak from her hiding place and sent her trunk down the stairs.
At the door she glanced in her second trunk, it was almost empty so she pulled out an extra cloak she'd packed,
dumped everything in that and tied it.
She sat on top of her favorite trunk with her invisibility cloak in her lap waiting...