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Chapter 30

Mysti POV

I slowly came back into consciousness, my dreary eyes began taking in my surroundings.

I was back at the burrow

I sighed heavily, feeling a deep disappointment settle in my stomach, if I hadn't spent so much time tangled in useless conversation with Amycus then maybe I wouldn't be back here

I pulled on my hands only to discover they were tied to the back of the chair I was sitting on.

After a few moments a figure came into view I recognised it as molly Weasley, her irritating aura and frumpy demeanour stuck out like a sore thumb, how I loathed her.

"I bet you think you're pretty smart don't you" she said as she approached me

"You almost got away"

"If I was smart I wouldn't be sitting here talking to the likes of you, would I" I replied in a bored tone

Mrs Weasley screwed up her face at me but said nothing further

Half an hour passed and soon Mrs Weasley was joined by the rest of the burrows inhabitants in the living room

"So clearly something has to be done, we can't just let her almost escape go unpunished" Mrs Weasley said to the room

They murmured in agreement

"Plus we don't know what she said to that death eater, we could all be in danger" Ginny added

I rolled my eyes

"Something to say?" Mrs Weasley asked looking pointedly at me

"You could all be in danger? Is that some sort of joke?" I asked looking to Ginny

"Most of the Death Eaters are dead in Azkaban or have fled, so whatever fantasy nightmare you have about a hoard of them showing up to rescue me from the clutches of the poverty stricken Gingers is sadly just a fantasy" I sassed glaring at Ginny

"As long as you're one of them someone will come looking for you" Harry stated

A moment of silence passed

Then Mrs Weasley looked up as if a light bulb had gone off above her and her brain had finally started to work

"What if she wasn't one of them" she said

The group frowned

"What if she was one of us"

I raised an eyebrow

"If you're trying to get me to wear one of those revolting red sweaters I'll let you know now it's not going to happen" I said in disgust

Mrs Weasley laughed in response

"George, how about you marry Mysti? They won't want her back if she's a blood traitor" Mrs Weasley said

"Plus she's the last Lestrange, George, you would share her fortune" Ginny added

"Have you all lost your mind?" I said loudly looking to each of them

"You pretend to be better and all holier than thou but you are trying to arrange my marriage the exact same way Voldemort did!"

"Didn't you say you loved Barty though" Hermione said quietly "that was arranged"

I turned to look at Hermione

"Of course I do, but Barty understands me. But you lot? I wouldn't want to marry into a family that would carry me as their shame, don't you think it's hard enough for me to live with everything already? You think it's easy being the daughter of mass murderers? Do you think that my heart doesn't hurt for each life they took" I asked looking around the room at all of them

Most of them avoided eye contact with me it was obvious they had all thought I was exactly the same as my parents.

Molly Weasley looked straight at me as if she was considering something

"Thank you for your sentiments Mysti"

I gave her a small smile

"But you will be marrying my son two weeks from today" and with that she left the room leaving me and everyone else rather shocked