Chelydrus felt as though she were being sucked through an airtight tube. She tried to struggle free but the man's grasp drew tighter around her wrist. "Is this what my sister went through?" she questioned. She tried screaming but nothing came out. Her throat was parched dry and the pressure was unbearable then suddenly, it all stopped. Her body hit a cold tile floor and she whimpered. She looked up to see five people in all black with skeleton-like masks on. She saw long white hair sticking out of ones hood. "A woman!" she thought. "E-excuse me miss," she said. A dangerously low voice hissed at her. "What did you call me?" She was extremely mistaken. It had been a man. Another figure snickered at her mistake. "I said, what did you call me?" She didn't know what to do. "I- I said.. I said." She couldn't even recall what she had said she was so terrified. The figure sighed boredly. "Stupid muggle," he said. Another spoke up. "Actually L-" "Tut! Tut!" he cried. The other figure spoke again. "I mean actually, sir, she isn't a muggle. You know that." The man glared over at the other. "Are you correcting me, Wormtail? You could never stand up to the Master but you'll correct his most royal servant? I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear that." Chelydrus began to look around as the two argued like toddlers. A massive chandelier hung above her. Snakes wound all over it, glistening in their gold skin. Green drapes hung around the room. Snap! She looked forward. A new figure arrived. It had long ears and bony fingers. It looked like a poorly treated elf, but how could it? Elves didn't exist. "M-Master-" What is it, Dobby?" The elf squeaked. "Pro-Professor Dumbledore has just owled saying he'll be here in twenty minutes. He's ju-" "WHAT!" screamed the one called Master. All the figures began to disappear, leaving only one other, Master, and Chelydrus. "What about her?" said a woman, pointing to Chelydrus. "I shall think of something. Now go, Bellatrix. It isn't safe for you here." They seemed unaware that Chelydrus had been listening until Master looked over. He seemed to be holding a... stick? "Stupefy," he whispered.
"Lucius!" I told you not to do your...business in the manor!" "What do you suspect we do, Narcissa? Go to the Ministry? Very clever. It was late and she hasn't any idea what's going on. She was sheltered from it all." "And what did you tell Dumbledore? That she was kidnapped from the muggle world and brought here for the Dark Lord's bidding?" Chelydrus began to stir as she heard the yelling. It hadn't been a dream. She opened her eyes. She was in a big bed with flowing emerald sheets and silver mirrors all around. She was afraid to get up. She laid there for what seemed like eternity. Finally, a lady with white blonde hair walked in with tea and biscuits. "Eat this. You'll feel better," she demanded softly. "Where-" Chelydrus started but the lady held up her hand. "After you eat." Chelydrus had no idea about what to do. She couldn't run away because she hadn't a clue on her whereabouts. She wasn't hungry but the lady- she was sure of the fact that this time it was a lady- had said after she ate she would find out answers. "I bet my parents haven't even noticed I'm missing," she thought as she tried to choke down the biscuits. Suddenly, there was a snap and an elf appeared. It looked like the same one from the night before. "How- How did you do that?" asked Chelydrus in awe. "I haven't a clue what you speak about miss, but Master and Mrs. Malfoy wish to speak with you in the study," replied the elf. "Malfoy..." thought Chelydrus. It had sounded so familiar. "May I please escort you down to the study, miss?" asked the elf. "Um.. Ye-yes?" Chelydrus was surprised at herself and how calm she was being. The elf led her through a long corridor, past glorious rooms with high arched ceilings. They continued down a magnificent flight of stairs. They entered the study where two pale people, both with long blonde hair, sat- one a man, the other a woman. "Aah. The girl. Come sit over here." He directed her to a chair. "Dobby." The elf squeaked and looked uncomfortable. "Leave and do not bother us until otherwise notified." The elf once again disappeared. "Now... You." He turned back to Chelydrus. "You don't know what's going on, now do you?" She shook her head. "When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer me properly," he said coldly. "No-no..sir," she whispered. "You should be thankful of bloody Dumbledore or you would of been sleeping in the dungeons last night I hope you know." The lady touched his arm softly. "Now now, Narcissa," he snapped. "Because of Dumbledore's wonderous timing, you are no long a captive of this house. He has spared your life a little while longer." All of a sudden, he turned to the fire and spit in it, turning it green. "Wretched boy..." he said. "Narcissa, go take care of him." She nodded and walked out of the room. Chelydrus was sure that this had to be a prank. People disappearing? Strange names? Elves? He turned to her once more. "Now. You are never- I repeat- Never allowed to tell anyone of your true identity or you will receive the Unforgivable Curse. You are now my father's cousin's niece. Your name is Portia Cetyla Malfoy. Pureblood. You are staying with us while your parents are in Rome." She stared at him blankly. "Any questions?" he asked as the lady walked back in. "May I telephone my parents to let them know I'm alright?" The two people stared at each other. "..Telephone?" asked the woman. The man shrugged. Chelydrus was even more puzzled now. "Darling, you haven't told her," said the woman. "Oh yes.. We aren't in the muggle world. You're in the wizarding world. My name is Lucius Malfoy and this is Narcissa Malfoy, my wife. You were to be killed because of your family but because of Dumbledore, you now have to live with us for awhile. You are to treat us with utmost respect and if worse comes to absolute worse, you will be attending Hogwarts, a wizarding school, in the fall with our son." The woman named Narcissa took a sip of her tea and listened intently to her husband. "You are to have no contact with your family whatsoever. I do believe your sister didn't follow these few rules and instructions she was given, so I would be wise and listen to them if you'd like to live a little longer," he threatened. "Oh yes, more importantly, you happen to be a wizard, well witch, too. Your family happens to be quite big in defeating Lord Voldemort which is why we brought you here. Now, once again, you are to follow all these rules or face serious and painful consequences. Understood?" Chelydrus nodded.
"Mum? Father?" called a voice. "I told him not to call me that ridiculous name but that boy never listens.." Lucius said under his breath. "In here!" he snapped annoyingly. A tall boy with the same signature blonde hair walked in and stared at Chelydrus. He looked familiar. "This is our son, Draco." Chelydrus' mind went crazy and flew back to Latin school. "Your name is as ugly as your face. You blinded me, you silly girl, that's the real reason for my leaving."
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