WHEN FIRE DANCES WITH SILK || DRACO MALFOY x OC

Chapter Sixty-Five -Broomsticks and Potters

Third person POV Sienna sat in a room with the most dangerous, dark and deadly people in the wizarding world. The scum of the earth in one room. All are freshly free from Azkaban.Draco was beside her, his hand was clasped tight in hers. Beside him were his mother and father. Lucius was still shaken from his trip to Azkaban and looked like he'd been dragged through hell. His hand was clasped in his wife's grip. The drawing room was full of silent people sitting at a long, ornate table. The room's usual furniture had been pushed carelessly up against the walls. Illumination came from a roaring fire beneath a handsome marble mantelpiece surmounted by a gilded mirror. Tom was sat at the head of the table as the doors swung open, and Snape and Yaxley strode in. However strange this looked, there was something else. The strongest feature of the scene is an unconscious human figure hanging upside down over the table, revolving slowly as if suspended by an invisible rope, and reflected in the mirror and on the bare, polished surface of the table below. None of the people seated underneath this singular sight was looking at it except for Sienna and Draco, who were sitting almost directly below it. They seemed unable to prevent from glancing upward every minute or so. She knew this person. Swallowing thickly, Sienna snapped out of her trance by Tom's voice. "Yaxley. Snape," said his clear voice from the head of the table. "Youare very nearly late." Tom was seated directly in front of the fireplace so it wasdifficult, at first, for the new arrivals to make out more than his silhouette.As they drew nearer, however, his face shone through the gloom, hairless,snakelike, with slits for nostrils and gleaming red eyes whose pupils werevertical. He was so pale that he seemed to emit a pearly glow. "Severus, here," said Tom, indicating the seat on his immediate right. "Yaxley – beside Dolohov."The two men took their allotted places. Most of the eyes around the table followed Snape, and it was to him that Tom spoke first. So?""My Lord, the Order of the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter from his current place of safety on Saturday next, at nightfall."The interest around the table sharpened palpably: Some stiffened, others fidgeted, all gazing at Snape and Tom. Sienna's heart plummeted upon hearing his name. "Saturday... at nightfall," repeated Tom. His red eyes fastened upon Snape's black ones with such intensity that some of the watchers looked away, apparently fearful that they themselves would be scorched by the ferocity of the gaze. Snape looked calmly back into Tom's face, and after a moment or two, Tom's lipless mouth curved into something like a smile."Good. Very good. And this information comes –""– from the source we discussed," said Snape. "My Lord."Yaxley had leaned forward to look down the long table at Tom and Snape. All faces turned to him."My Lord, I have heard differently."Yaxley waited, but Tom did not speak, so he went on, "Dawlish, the Auror, let slip that Potter will not be moved until the thirtieth, the night before the boy turns seventeen."Snape was smiling."My source told me that there are plans to lay a false trail; this must beit. No doubt a Confundus Charm has been placed upon Dawlish. It wouldnot be the first time; he is known to be susceptible.""I assure you, my Lord, Dawlish seemed quite certain," said Yaxley."If he has been Confunded, naturally he is certain," said Snape. "I assureyou, Yaxley, the Auror Office will play no further part in the protection of Harry Potter. The Order believes that we have infiltrated the Ministry.""The Order's got one thing right, then, eh?" said a squat man sitting a short distance from Yaxley; he gave a wheezy giggle that was echoed here and there along the table.Tom did not laugh. His gaze had wandered upward to the body revolving slowly overhead, and he seemed to be lost in thought."My Lord," Yaxley went on, "Dawlish believes an entire party of Aurorswill be used to transfer the boy –" Tom held up a large white hand, and Yaxley subsided at once,watching resentfully as Tom turned back to Snape."Where are they going to hide the boy next?""At the home of one of the Order," said Snape. "The place, according to the source, has been given every protection that the Order and Ministry together could provide. I think that there is little chance of taking him once he is there, my Lord, unless, of course, the Ministry has fallen before next Saturday, which might give us the opportunity to discover and undo enough of the enchantments to break through the rest.""We are at an advantage there, my Lord," said Yaxley, who seemed determined to receive some portion of approval. "We now have several people planted within the Department of Magical Transport. If Potter Apparates or uses the Floo Network, we shall know immediately.""He will not do either," said Snape. "The Order is using any form of transport that is controlled or regulated by the Ministry; they mistrust everything to do with the place.""All the better," said Tom. "He will have to move in the open. Easier to take, by far."Again, Tom looked up at the slowly revolving body as he went on,"I shall attend to the boy in person. There have been too many mistakes where Harry Potter is concerned. Some of them have been my own. That Potter lives is due more to my errors than to his triumphs." The company around the table watched Tom apprehensively, eachof them, by his or her expression, afraid that they might be blamed for HarryPotter's continued existence. Tom, however, seemed to be speaking more to himself than to any of them, still addressing the unconscious body above him.Draco shifted uncomfortably, looking at the woman above. "As I was saying," continued Tom, looking again at the tense faces of his followers, "I understand better now. I shall need, for instance, to borrow a wand from one of you before I go to kill Potter."The faces around him displayed nothing but shock; he might have announced that he wanted to borrow one of their arms."No volunteers?" said Tom. "Let's see... Lucius" The whole table looked at the 4 Malfoys sitting in a row. Lucius's eyes flashed in panic. "I see no reason for you to have a wand anymore." Lucius Malfoy looked up. His skin appeared yellowish and waxy in the firelight, and his eyes were sunken and shadowed. When he spoke, his voicewas hoarse. "My Lord?""Your wand, Lucius. I require your wand.""I..."He glanced sideways at his wife. She was staring straight ahead, quite as pale as he was, her long blonde hair hanging down her back, but beneath the table her slim fingers closed briefly on his wrist. At her touch, he put his hand into his robes, withdrew a wand, and passed it along toTom, who held it up in front of his red eyes, examining it closely."What is it?""Elm, my Lord," whispered Lucius. "And the core?""Dragon – dragon heartstring.""Good," said Tom. He drew out his own wand and compared the lengths. Lucius Malfoy made an involuntary movement; for a fraction of a second, it seemed he expected to receive Tom's wand in exchange for his own. The gesture was not missed by Tom, whose eyes widened maliciously."Give you my wand, Lucius? My wand?" Draco squeezed Sienna's hand. Hard. Reminding her not to let him in. Sienna looked at Draco and he made a slight movement to the floor which made Sienna notice the big snake coming toward the table. "I have given you your liberty, Lucius, is that not enough for you? But I have noticed that you and your family seem less than happy of late. What's it about my presence in your home that displeases you, Lucius?""Nothing – nothing, my Lord!""Such lies, Lucius "The soft voice seemed to hiss on even after the cruel mouth had stopped moving. One or two of the wizards barely repressed a shudder as the hissing grew louder; "My Lord," said a dark woman halfway down the table, her voice constricted with emotion, "it is an honor to have you here, in this house. There can be no higher pleasure." "No higher pleasure," repeated Tom, his head tilted a little to one side as he considered Bellatrix. "That means a great deal, Bellatrix, from you." Her face flooded with color; her eyes welled with tears of delight. "My Lord knows I speak nothing but the truth!""And you?" Tom hissed. He looked at the girl sitting beside Draco. Her face showed nothing and it fustrated Tom to no end that he had no way to enter her mind. Whoever she had learned this skill from was advanced. "What say you? Are you honored to have me in your future house? Once you marry the boy of course.." Tom said honoured as if he was mocking the family. "My Lord, I could not have been happier that you chose here." Sienna said. Tom was impressed. She had held her own, showing him not one ounce of fear. He saw for sure Regulus Black's genteics in this girl. He could almost imagine the boy sitting exactly where his daughter was. "Good. I am glad you like it when I choose you, because I have decided that I am choosing you out of the Malfoy family to come with me Saturday next. You among several other death eaters will be there to ensure that the Order does not interfere with my Plans to kill Mr. Harry Potter." Tom was hoping she would react to this and slip so that he could invade her mind. However, Sienna Stayed strong, simply nodding and saying "Of course My Lord, whatever you desire." Tom smirked at the girl. Rage filled him but he didn't care, right now, he had a woman to murder and that would calm him.Tom raised Lucius Malfoy's wand, pointed it directly at the slowly revolving figure suspended over the table, and gave it a tiny flick. The figure came to life with a groan and began to struggle against invisible bonds."Do you recognize our guest, Severus?" asked Tom. Snape raised his eyes to the upside-down face. All of the Death Eaters were looking up at the captive now, as though they had been given permission to show curiosity. As she revolved to face the firelight, the woman said in a cracked and terrified voice, "Severus! Help me!""Ah, yes," said Snape as the prisoner turned slowly away again."And you, Draco? Sienna?" asked Tom, stroking the snake's snout with his wand-free hand. Draco shook his head jerkily. Now that the woman had woken, they seemed unable to look at her anymore. Sienna then fully recognized her. The woman. She had seen her around Hogwarts once or twice. "But you would not have taken her classes," said Tom. "For those of you who do not know, we are joined here tonight by Charity Burbage who, until recently, taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."There were small noises of comprehension around the table. Sienna shivered. Muggle studies. Professor Burbage. The woman looked terrifed as she tried make eye contact with Snape, Draco and Sienna. "Yes... Professor Burbage taught the children of witches and wizards all about Muggles... how they are not so different from us...She would have us all mate with Muggles... or, no doubt, werewolves..."One of the Death Eaters spat on the floor. Charity Burbage revolved to face Snape again."Severus... please... please...""Silence," said Tom, "Avada Kedavra."The flash of green light illuminated every corner of the room. Charity fell, with a resounding crash, onto the table below, which trembled and creaked. Several of the Death Eaters leapt back in their chairs. Draco fell out of his onto the floor. Sienna leaned down and grabbed her husband, pulling him up before anyone saw."Dinner, Nagini," said Tom softly, and the great snake swayed and slithered from his shoulders onto the polished wood. The group stood horrified as the snake tore into Charity. Sienna felt sick to her stomach. "Saturday next, I expect all of you here before nightfall and we shall kill Potter." Tom stated "Dismissed." The death eaters apprated away one by one. Sienna felt draco Grab her and drag her to his room. As soon as the doors to the room were closed, Sienna ran to the bathroom, hurling her dinner. Draco followed her and was rubbing her back as she did. When she finished she clung onto Draco and she sobbed wildly into his chest. Draco scooped the girl of the floor and took her to their bed. "Shhhh, it's over," he murmured into her hairline. Sienna eventually caught her breath and just stayed where she was, buried into Draco's neck, she squeezed her eyes shut and never wanted to leave the safety of his arms. *******A week later, Draco paced around his room. His wife was standing there, broom in hand. "I'm going to be fine, Dray," she said, trying to soothe him. "I'm just so worried, My Love," he said, stopping in front of her. She leaned forward and rested her head on his chest. He cupped her chin and pulled her in for a long kiss. "I will be back before you know," she said to him. He nodded, swallowing thickly. Inside, he was so worried for her, but he knew she was right. She would be fine. His girl was strong, and she could hold her own. She turned to walk out the doors of his room. He stopped her, grabbed her waist, wrapped his arms around her, and spun her before kissing her again. She could feel his fear, so she let him hold her for a long time. Finally descending the staircase the couple parted as Sienna followed Tom outside where she mounted her broom and Tom started to fly. Sienna took one more longing look at Draco as ifto tell him that no matter what happened, she still loved him so much, before kicking off and riding into the sunset. A mere 30 minutes later, the death eaters arrived at night, where they saw several people riding brooms and thestrals. no, It was several Harry's. What the fuck??"NOW!." said Tom. All the death eaters formed a vast circle in the midst of which the Order members had risen, oblivious – Sienna saw Remus and Sirius on brooms and her heart contracted. She spent her time defending spells coming her way. Spells shooting all around her, She heard chaos and terror in the air. She then saw a spell hit Siruis and she screamed. Not able to help herself Sienna dove down, halfway through she realised that there were deatheaters watching so she pretended to drop down like she had been hurt. When she hit the ground she stumbled towards Srirus. The Deatheaters around had since flew past the area. "SIRIUS!" She screamed. Looking for him. She tripped and fell into a small pond of water. Sitting up and coughing she tried again."SIRIUS!" "Sienna!?" she heard from behind her. She stood up and ran over as fast as she could, her wet hair whipping her face. She crashed inro her uncles open arms, reveling in the feeling of comfort that she's been missing. Choking back sobs, she looked at Sirius. He, who had been squeezing her, looked down at her checking her over for injuries. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Did you get hurt?" She shook her head. He sighed. "How are you?" he asked."Horrible. I can only find comfort in being with Draco, and I hate the dark lord so much." she cried out. Sirius's heart hurt at those words. He kissed her forehead."I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to do this, you are only 17.." he said "I have to, Draco will be alone if I don't" "Sienna stay safe and please be careful. I need to get to the safe house before Remus worries and you need to get back to your Draco or he's going to worry." Sienna nodded, she hugged him one last time before grabbing her broom, wand and apparting back to Malfor manor.****Draco POV My heart was in my throat, 8PM had turned into 9 PM and that had turned into 10. Sienna was not back. The Dark Lord had come back 30 Minutes ago and was pissed. Running straight down to the new Malfoy Dungeon and I could hear screams as he tried to get information from an unknown hostage. The rain was pouring, thunderstorms and lightning crashed. Mother grabbed my hand."She'll be back Draco." she said. I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. If she dies....I would never forgive myself. Just then the doors to the Manor opened. Sienna stood there, soaked to the bone, looking like she just got hit by the homping willow. "Draco!""Sienna!" I rushed forward colliding with her in my arms and squeezing her into my chest. "Nice of you to join us." The dark lord hissed out. Sienna froze in my chest. I felt her walls go up so fast. Good girl. She stepped out of my embrace and faced him. "Where, Pray tell, did you go?" he asked her "I was hit with Stupefy and fell into the lake, thanks for asking." she responded "Loose the attitude princess." The Dark Lord said his eyes practically glowing in anger."Well, maybe don't abandon me in a pond next time." she seethed at him. "Get out of my face." said the dark lord to her. I grabbed her before she got herself killed and took her upstairs. She didn't say anything and I Knew she just wanted to be cared for. I Helped her into a bath and sat beside the tub as she sighed. I picked her hand up and kissed her knuckles one by one. "I Love you Draco."