That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 5, Chapter 32- Impressing my Mother and the Dark Lord

When Draco and I get to the Malfoy Manor we both stand outside of the front gate for a really long time.

"Are you ready?" Draco asks looking at me.

I gulp and take a deep breath, "Not in the slightest."

"Do you want to wait out here longer?"

"No."

I take another deep breath and push open the big gate that's at the front of our property. I can see Norby running down the path to get our things. "Master LeStrange! Master Malfoy! Norby is happy to have you back in the house she is!"

Draco and I smile at her before continuing down the path to the big wooden doors. Draco looks at me and I nod at him before he pulls open the door.

"Violet! Draco! Oh, how I've missed you both!" Aunt Narcissa says as she turns the corner from the living room into the front foyer. She hugs us both before she calls up the stairs, "Trixie! Violet's home!"

In an instant two big clouds of black smoke soar down the stairs and land in front of Draco and I. I recognize them immediately. My parents.

"Violet..." My mother says softly. She steps towards me, a big smile on her face reveals yellow and rotting teeth, undoubtedly from spending years in Azkaban. Her teeth don't take away from her beauty. She stands with the same sort of casual elegance that I've noticed every child from the house of Black has within them.

"mother..." I can barely get the word out without crying so it comes out as a faint whisper. I look over at the man standing behind her. He's tall, broad shoulders. Clearly very buff at one point in his life but he's stick-thin now, no body fat what so ever. His black hair is shoulder length and very thick. We have the same eyes, the same nose shape... "father..."

My mother comes closer to me, puts a hand on my cheek, the first time I've felt the touch of my mother in fifteen years. "You're so grown up..." She says to me. "And so tall! You must get that from your father." She glances over her shoulder at my father then spins back around to me, "Your father and I didn't marry for love. And I thought for the longest time that the whole thing was useless. But seeing you, my daughter, perfect, standing in front of me..."

I laugh a bit and fight back the urge to start crying. "I've missed you." I look over at my father who is still standing by the stairs, "I've missed you both."

We all go into the dining room, the Dark Lord is sitting in his usual spot at the head of the table, "Hello my Lord. I've missed you." I say. Blatant lie but my mother and father eat it right up. "And thank you for reuniting me with my parents." Truth, this is what I've wanted my whole life no matter how scary it is. I bow slightly.

"While the... house-elf makes us dinner to celebrate your and Draco's return home. Why don't you show your parents just how powerful of a witch you've become." The Dark Lord says.

"Oh my Lord I don't think that is such a good-" I start.

"Don't you DARE talk back to the Dark Lord!" My mother screeches which causes me to nearly jump out of my skin. She pushes past my father, my aunt, my uncle, and Draco and goes to stand by the Dark Lord.

"Now, now Bella. It's alright. Young Violet here is just shy..." The Dark Lord says to me. My mother instantly softens back into the woman that I met in the front foyer. "Rodolphus please go get your daughter someone to demonstrate on."

My father, without saying a word walks past me and into the office. My heartbeat starts to pick up pace as I get flashbacks from Christmas. Aunt Narcissa, Uncle Lucius, and Draco all take seats at the dining table, facing me.

My father comes back into the room dragging a young woman out by her hair. She's screaming in pain but I try my hardest to block it out. My mother starts to laugh, loud, maniacal, like the woman's pain makes her happy.

"Please Dark Lord. Oh please let me have this one!" My mother bounces up and down in her spot like a little kid.

"Bella, watch your daughter." The Dark Lord says sharply. I look over at him and he nods, "It's a squib. The product of un-pure blood. Kill it. Slowly." The Dark Lord says to me.

I take my wand out and fiddle with it in my hands for a minute. I look down at my feet and then at the woman. She can't be much older than me. Fuck this.

"Alarte Ascendare!" I point my wand at the woman and she soars high into the air and comes crashing back down to the floor with a thump. She screams loud, no doubt breaking a bone or two when she landed.

"HAHAHA!" My mother shrieks. I look over at Draco and he is watching me with a mixture of amazement and fear.

I look back to the woman who is trying to prop herself up into a sitting position, "Bombarda!" I point my wand at the floor right beside the woman, causing it to explode. She screams and shuffles backwards.

"Duro!" The woman instantly goes rigid, stone spreads over her skin slowly. She's screaming, crying, begging me to make it stop. Both my mother and the Dark Lord are laughing now. I wait till she is fully stone. I'm hoping, praying, that it didn't hurt her. That it was just scary.

"Finish her Violet," The Dark Lord says calmly. His eyes are bright, his mouth is twisted into a permanent smile. It's like he's sitting on the edge of his seat, waiting to see what happens.

"DO IT!" My mother screams. The Dark Lord puts his hand on her arm and she softens again.

"Reducto!" The woman, well now statue, bursts into a million pieces and crumbles to the floor in a massive heap.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding, my hands are shaky, my heart is beating a mile a minute. The sudden realization hits me, I just killed someone. My thoughts are interrupted by clapping. My mother is giggling gleefully, my aunt and uncle are clapping politely. My father, who hasn't said a single thing is clapping, smiling at me. The only one not celebrating is Draco. He's sitting there, looking into his lap, silent.

"Fantastic!" The Dark Lord says, "Dinner and a show!"

I don't look back over to the pile of ash that was a woman moments ago, instead, I go over to the table that is now full of food that Norby made. I sit between my mother and father, the same way that Draco is sitting between his parents.

"Cissy you and Lucius raised her just the way I wanted her to be raised. Look at her! A strong, powerful, pureblood witch." My mother says looking across the table at my aunt Narcissa.

Everyone breaks off into small conversations, Draco and I just stare at each other from across the table not saying anything. After dinner, Norby comes in and quickly clears the table. Aunt Narcissa excuses Draco and I from the table.

"Draco? Are you alright?" I ask him once we are upstairs and away from our parents.

Draco stops in front of his door and turns around slowly, "I'm not the one that killed someone... Are you alright?"

Instantly tears stream down my face. Draco comes over to me and holds me against him which only makes me cry harder, "I- I'm not this person- I-I'm no-ot a bad perso-n." I sob into Draco's shoulder.

He pulls me closer to him, "Shh I know. I know. You didn't have a choice." He says softly.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, "I'm sorry you had to see that." I hug Draco tighter and he does the same to me, "I'm supposed to protect you. I'm supposed to make sure you don't see the bad stuff."

"Violet, it's alright. Do you need me to stay with you tonight?" He pulls away from me and looks into my eyes.

I wipe my tears away and hold my face in my hands, "Uh no I'm okay. It's alright. You need a good night's sleep in your own bed." I blink a few times and run my hands over my face, "I'm good. Everything's good."

Draco nods, "Well youshould write to George. If you're not ready to talk to me about it you shouldat least tell him." I look up at him, "Use that quill of yours, gets themessage to him instantly does it not?" He winks at me and smiles before headingback into his room