The New Death Eater
I was shocked. An heir? Never in my twenty-seven years had I contemplated marriage.
"Shock," he paused, disappointed. "Not the emotion I had expected from you. Has the thought of marriage not crossed your mind?" he said bluntly.
"No, my Lord, it has not and I do not wish to marry anyone here." I held myself up proudly, ignoring the amused expression upon Voldemort's face.
He laughed softly "Yes well we will see, my Blair, we will see…" Voldemort walked back into the clearing to the other Death Eaters, leaving me to contemplate his request. As a close friend of Voldemort's for over sixteen years, I am constantly reminded of his unwillingness to fail; however, he still believed in the necessity of a secondary plan. This heir would be used to transfer all of Voldemort's power too should his attempts for immortality prove fruitless.
I stepped back into the clearing with Voldemort and the other Death Eaters, my eyes connecting with the piercing cold grey ones of an unfamiliar Death Eater. I felt my breath catch slightly in my chest. His platinum blond hair was tied back neatly with a black satin bow, and his considerable physical charm intrigued me. Although, it was the dark aura he emanated which overwhelmed me. Behind his grey eyes I recognized the thirst for knowledge and the confidence he held in his power. These were traits I held dear to my own heart. I walked over to the new Death Eater,
"I do not believe we have met before." I stated coldly, not offering any introduction. He did not break eye contact with me, nor offer to make any introductions himself. "What is so fascinating that you will not desist from staring at me!" I raised an eyebrow coolly.
"This, Blair, is our newest Death Eater Lucius Malfoy." Voldemort gestured to the platinum blond with an arrogant smirk playing about his pallid lips, I snorted. A surprised look glanced on Malfoy's face for but a second before it turned to stone
"I am merely trying to determine what causes you to treat an esteemed guest and member with utter disrespect!" he countered, sneeringly.
I exploded in rage "DISRESPECT! I'll give you -" I stopped myself in time, not allowing my rage get the better of me. My pause only caused his smirk to widen.
"Keep in your place…I suggest that you mind your manners." I warned icily. My voice chilled the area but seemed to have no effect on Malfoy, "You, will address me by my proper title; Blair Gaunt, Heir to the direct line of Salazar Slytherin" I held myself up proudly and glowered at him, my eyes burning with a fire that would melt brimstone. I felt triumph rise within me as Malfoy's eyes widened and the pallor of his face became more pronounced. The arrogant sneer however overcame his face once more as he opened his mouth to speak,
"Oh I am terribly sorry, let me rephrase that," he offered, sarcasm dripping from his every word, "I am merely trying to determine what causes you treat an esteemed guest and member with utter disrespect…Miss Gaunt." Arrogance lit up his cold grey eyes as he placed emphasis on my name.
I whipped out my wand and thrust it in Malfoy's direction, "You… will… pay… for your… insolence!" I spat harshly as he stepped back, eyes wide.
"Crucio!" I snarled as a jet of light hit Malfoy. He fell to the ground writhing in pain, his screams echoed through the woods. A satisfied smile crept onto my face as I drank in the pain and fear on his face. I pulled my wand away, leaving him on the ground breathing deeply as he tried to regain some composure. Kneeling down, I studied his glazed eyes as I pinned his arms to the ground with my knees, while I sat on his chest. As his gaze began to focus on me, I playfully traced the tip of my wand along the contours of his face. I smiled; cold and calculating, shock flitted across his face as I leant forward and whispered in his ear,
"I trust that we can be friends…no?" He nodded quickly; I stared into his eyes shrewdly as I ran my tongue over my lips before standing up and walking away, a satisfied smile lingering on my face.
"Blair Gaunt is one not to be crossed, Malfoy" Voldemort said softly. "And neither am I. I hope you can remember that." A loud crack broke the silence like glass breaking as he disapparated.
I walked into the woods and sat on a tree stump, engrossed in my own thoughts. "Lucius Malfoy." I whispered the name. Never before had anyone evoked such a strong emotional reaction out of me. Nonetheless, it isn't every day a cold dark icily handsome wizard voluntarily joins the Death Eaters. Voldemort's words came flooding back to me; I want our bloodline to flourish. Malfoy was a source of intrigue. Not only does he have the strength to defy me but he is strikingly handsome; not something I would have expected from a Death Eater. I smiled to myself, allowing my senses to be overrun with his alluring scent which still lingered around my body.