Chapter Two:
And my heart is a hollow plain, for the devil to dance again. And the room is too quiet.
Day One:
Astoria dragged the rock down the stone wall, marking it with a simple line. She leaned her head back, wincing as the cold stone made contact with the large gash on the back of her head. She tried to remember the events that had led to her being here, but nothing was coming. Another round of nausea hit, a concussion, she thought to herself.
The door to the small room she was located in opened, a small sliver of yellow light made its way in. Her left eye, which was now illuminated by the light, was swollen. She had a cut running from her hairline to her chin, the blood was still oozing slowly out of it. If she moved she wouldn't be able to get very far, her leg was broken and she could count three fractured ribs. The door opened a little more, allowing whoever was outside of it in.
The Death Eater dropped a tray of food, if it could be called that, on the ground and kicked it toward her. "Eat up, this could be your last meal," he said before slamming the door on his way out, leaving Astoria in darkness once again.
One could only hope, Astoria thought as her moved her hand on the ground, searching for the tray.
Giving up on her search, Astoria leaned back against the wall. Gods how she missed New York, even when Draco had shown up and turned everything upside down. Even now, with her being here and him being Rowena knows where, she didn't blame him.
Three Weeks Earlier:
"You might have to."
Astoria watched Malfoy, what the hell did that mean? I might have to?
"And why would I have to?" Her eyes roamed over him, he looked different. During the war he had been almost skeletal, now he could easily be mistaken for one. His eyes were tired, the bruises under them seemed as though they would never fade. How bad was Britain? Were all the reports true?
Draco sighed, "Lower your wand, Astoria. I'm here to help you."
Astoria hadn't realized how shaky her hands were until she looked at them, she took in a deep breath and lowered her wand, keeping her eyes on Draco. "Help me how?" She asked, placing her wand on the bedside table.
He slowly made his way around the bed to her, "You're not going to believe me, but it's the only way. I'm part of the resistance. Joined right after my mother died."
Narcissa was dead? Astoria's eyes widened, she remembered Narcissa. How could she not? The woman had always been kind to her, had forced the other children to play with her when they would not and later had tea with her when they still would not. It wasn't until later that she realized that Narcissa's kindliness most likely stemmed from Draco and Astoria's betrothal, but it was still nice.
"Oh, Draco, I'm sorry," Astoria shook her head, she let herself fall on the bed, Draco's other words not registering. Narcissa Malfoy was dead, "How?"
Draco turned from Astoria and looked out the window, the memories of his mother's death were too painful. The Dark Lord had found out about Narcissa's lie during the Battle of Hogwarts, he had tortured and killed her in front of her family. Three weeks later, Lucius Malfoy was found dead in Malfoy Manner. Aunt Bella, Draco thought, the woman couldn't possibly get any deranged. But it appeared she could, after her sister's death Bellatrix Lestrange was ruthless, more than ever before. Narcissa Malfoy's death had affected more people than thought possible.
Draco turned back towards Astoria, "He killed her. She had lied about Potter being dead and so he killed her."
Astoria closed her eyes, her head lowering. She didn't realize she was crying until a sob broke free and Draco's arms were wrapped around her. They rocked back and forth until Astoria stopped crying, "You joined the resistance after that?"
Draco nodded his head, "Yes, but I'm still a Death Eater."
A double agent then, Astoria thought. "Why?"
"Because I can give them information and give Him information that may have been true at one time, anything to help, really."
Astoria almost found it funny, Draco Malfoy working against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named- who would have thought?
"What do you want from me?"
A/N: Chapter two yay! Yeah so if you've been to my profile then you've probably seen the updates and stuff- like I said, I know where I want to go with this fic and I'm really excited about it for some reason. Obviously this is a MAJOR AU story. Chapters will be set up this way until we got caught up with the present (as in Astoria's capture). I already have, like chapter five or six written- a different character's pov, so yeah. Anyway read & review, por favor.