• flares • Barty Crouch Jr •

Chapter 28

Mysti sat up quickly as she heard the door unlocking, it swung open to reveal her captor.

Mysti gasped as the figure came into view, she should have guessed it with the state of the room she was in but the thought hadn't even crossed her mind that the person who locked her up was none other than Molly Weasley.

"It's you" Mysti said in an unsteady voice

"It is my dear, now come on or you'll miss breakfast" she stated cheerily

"I'm sorry" Mysti said

Mrs Weasley began to repeat her sentence

"Come or you'll miss Breakfa-

Mysti cut her off

"Oh no, I heard you fine. It's just that you insinuated that I would be sitting down to eat with the woman that murdered my mother!" Mysti screamed with vengeance in her tone

"I just thought that" Molly paused

"What? You thought that I'd have forgotten about you killing my mother?" Mysti asked

Mrs Weasley remained quiet

"Wishful thinking I'm afraid" Mysti added as she pushed past her and proceeded to figure her way out of the unnaturally aligned house

She made her way to what she assumed was supposed to be a kitchen, though it was about the size of her ensuite at the Manor. As she entered she was many members of the Weasley family seated at the table.

"Where's my wand" Mysti asked turning to look at Mrs Weasley who had followed her down the stairs

"In a safe place" Mrs Weasley replied

Mysti laughed coldly

"Well, were all about to be in a pretty unsafe place unless you give it back"

"We have to keep it just until he-

"He?" Mysti asked cutting Mrs Weasley off

Mysti raised an eyebrow waiting for a explanation though nothing further was said

"You aren't actually trying to keep me here to lure out Barty are you" Mysti asked looking at the faces around the table

No one said a word

"God" Mysti laughed "You do realise that he actually isn't stupid enough to fall for this little trap"

"He loves you, we figured if he heard you had a fall he'd come looking for you" Ginny stated

"Barty doesn't come running every time I fall down, I'm afraid you might have to try a little harder" Mysti teased "maybe get a little creative" Mysti added raising an eyebrow at Ginny

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That afternoon Mysti walked around the outside of the burrow, deep in thought. Even though she had kept up a brave front for the Weasley's, the truth was she was worried that Barty would learn that not only had she had an accident but that she was now some sort of hostage for the Weasley's, Mysti knew how protective he was. She could only hope that he trusted that she could take care of herself.

Something suddenly cracked under her foot and Mysti looked down to see part of a broomstick on the ground. She picked it up examining it, after a moment she realised it was Barty's firebolt. Mysti took a few more steps and found the other piece of the broom Mysti's eyes began to water as she held the pieces of the broom. She remembered watching Barty walk through the halls of the Manor with the broom in hand, she remembered staring at it in Barty's study at Hogwarts as he helped her with her homework, and she thought of how merely yesterday this broom had been her saviour, a way out, an escape. Though today as she held each part of the broom in different hands she was stuck.

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