A Malfoy named Weasley
Chapter Six, one week until the Winter Solstice
"Why the Solstice?" The standing man asked. The other man, who was sitting was annoyed.
"We went over this four times. It's the only way to kill her according to the-" He began, but was cut off.
"The prophecy. Sorry Sir." He finished for him. The sitting man twirled his wand in his hand.
"We leave tonight." He announced. The standing man was shocked.
"Nothing is ready, and." The man rambled.
"We leave at five sharp, have Bella bring the girl." He instructed.
"Lucius, please go get ready." The sitting man declared.
Laura pealed her eyes open and shivered. It had been weeks, months, and year's maybe. Laura had lost count, but she figured it was about December. She was freezing in her shorts and tank-top, but that wasn't the worst part. Laura looked down at her arms and legs. They were covered in scabs from where she had been cut. They seemed to want to torture her before they killed her.
Their was a growl, and Laura looked down at her stomach. It was empty; all she got was, nothing. Laura was loosing weight, drastically, and figured she would just die here. She was positive nobody was going to save her now. The door opened.
The door never opened unless they were just going to kick her. That had already occurred today. It wasn't one of the usual people, it was a girl.
"Get over here!" She shouted. Laura quickly stood, and walked towards the lady. She, Bella grabbed Laura's wrist and dragged her down the hall. Laura ran to keep from being dragged. Then they reached a room, which had various wizards inside.
"Who's taking her?" Bella asked in an annoyed tone. She didn't want to have to take the girl with her.
"You are Voldemort's orders." Lucius replied. She sighed as she tightened her grip on Laura's hand. A few minutes later, with a little magic they were in Spain.
It was a giant hill, with a small barn at the top. It was in the middle of no where, there was no chance any Order members could find them. It was once week until the girl was dead. If everything went to plan, Harry would want to play the hero and he too would be out of the picture. But that was if it went to plan.
"Molly, we can't find either of them." Remus Lupin admitted. It was positive that Laura wasn't in America. They had placed a charm on Laura that worked like a tracking device. Her hand on the Weasley clock was pointed to "Mortal danger". It was obvious Laura was in trouble.
"Will you be able to find her?" Molly Weasley asked. She couldn't have her baby die, even if she wasn't really her baby.
"We hope." Lupin answered. Molly began to cry, her baby had to be safe she had to.
"We'll do everything we can. Hopefully we can just use the spell, and we will know." Remus assured Molly. Molly stopped crying and tried to pull herself together. Then she walked into the kitchen to start dinner.
Laura was chained to the far wall in the barn. She was watching the others in the room plan something out. Laura thought it was probably a plan on how they were going to kill her. Or maybe they would just forget about her, and she would just rot right their. Actually that might be better then the way that they did kill her. Laura wished the week would end, even though she knew her life would end too. Maybe some how someone would find her.
Remus Lupin walked into the kitchen to tell Molly the news. Nobody was sure yet if it was good or bad. They would find out when they got there.
"Molly." Remus called. She turned and faced him.
"Yes?" Molly asked.
"We found her, Laura's in Spain." Remus informed her.
A/N: Quite cheesy I know...please let me know what you think!
