Chapter 2: The Welcome
Lucius led the out of the entrance hallway and into the main room where the boy lay quite still upon the ground in a heap. I turned away from the sight knowing that Lucius would torture the boy even more brutally than Draco had, but there was nothing I could do for the time being.
I felt the swishing of several cloaks brush past me as the other Death Eaters followed Lucius and Draco out of the hallway. I remained lingering awkwardly in the doorway biting back my tears as I heard the boy growling with pain and sputtering- swearing in hatred at Lucius.
"Velma!" Draco suddenly called sharply, and I felt the muscles in my back suddenly tighten. "Come and say 'hello' to our new guest." I knew I had to obey, so I only paused for a moment to take a calming breath before turning around.
The sight that met my eyes made me nearly break. The gang of Death Eaters surrounding the boy were all smiling maliciously at the sight before them. Lucius; holding his wand arched over the boy's head, was forcing him to stand on his freely bleeding leg. The young wizards' face was lined in agony as he struggled to remain standing.
I slowly walked forward feeling with each of my steps that echoed about the room, another pair of eyes watching me. I was nearly level with the boy before he even acknowledged my existence. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Lucius back away from the boy and heard him whisper "Imperio" under his breath holding the boy prisoner with his spell.
I spared a glance at Draco flashing him a sexy smile before turning to "welcome" our guest. Young Harry's bright eyes seemed to bore into me as I said his name "Harry Potter," I pressed my hand into his chest wondering if he could sense my fear. "I've just been dying to meet you" I confessed truthfully. I opened my mouth as though I wanted to bite him on the neck and could hear Harry's uneven breath in my own ear.
"Velma!" hissed Draco rather desperately, "come here!" Again I knew I must obey, but I dared to draw away slowly from Harry watching his mouth follow mine as nearly any mans would. Yet, when I looked into his eyes, the light seemed to have gone out, there was no fire in them; there was sadness and pain.
I skirted around Harry and returned to Draco's side sinking a wet kiss into his neck "Wait for me upstairs" he ordered quietly. I smiled and kissed him on the mouth before turning to leave. I glared at the room as a whole before departing, "you boys play nicely" I whipped around and headed towards the door, but not before glancing over my shoulder to look upon Harry's face one last time, hoping there would be a chance for me to tell him the truth.