That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 6, Chapter 1- Dark Marks

As soon as I stepped off of the train my arm practically lit into flames. I dropped Fergus out of my arms and tried to stifle my scream. Emma appears to be in the same amount of pain as I am. I can hear a scream from farther down the track and I figure that it's coming from one of my friends with the Mark.

"What's happening?" Walter and Lee say to us at the same time.

I close my eyes tight and scrunch up my face, "It's him... He wants us." I groan.

Emma grabs all of her things and apparates away without saying anything to anyone. I look at where Emma was standing then at Lee and Walter. "I've gotta go too. Walter, can you tell Draco to just head home without me?"

People start screaming, I look down the platform and black pillars of smoke shoot into the sky in every which way. Draco comes running over to me, dragging his trunk behind him which is knocking into people's ankles. "What's going on?" Draco says, looking at me with fear in his eyes.

"Haven't got a clue but let's go." I smile at Lee and Walter, they back up away from me so I can do my thing. I pick up Fergus in one hand, grab onto my trunk with the other. Draco holds onto my shoulder tightly.

In an instant, we are in my bedroom at the Malfoy Manor. Fergus hops out of my arms and looks at me annoyed. I drop all my things and race down the stairs, Draco following right at my heels. People are appearing all over my house, both familiar and unfamiliar faces.

"Violet, what's going on?" Draco whispers to me.

I shrug my shoulders, grab onto his hand, and we walk into the dining room together. There's got to be a hundred people here of all ages and backgrounds. The Dark Lord is sitting at the head of the table as usual. My mother is standing beside him laughing like a child. Aunt Narcissa is sitting at the table, right beside the Dark Lord pretty much. She waves Draco and me over.

"Come now children, sit here." She says to us when we get close to her. She's lost some of her beauty, her hair is a mess, her eyes are sunken in and she's got dark circles under her eyes.

Draco sits beside his mother and I sit beside him, "So it's true?" Draco says in a hushed tone, "Father is..."

Aunt Narcissa gulps, "Yes Draco. And the Dark Lord has decided that you must get the Mark... He's very upset with your father and this will make things right again."

Aunt Narcissa puts her hand on Draco's but he pulls away. He looks into his lap for a minute then looks at me, scared out of his mind.

"First matter of business!" The Dark Lord says coldly. His raspy voice booming over the quiet chatter of the room. As soon as he speaks, the room goes silent. To the point that you could drop a pin and have it be heard throughout the entire room. "Draco Malfoy, your father is a weak, disgrace of a man. Let us hope that you have more of your mother's blood than your fathers."

Draco flinches with every word that comes out of the Dark Lord's mouth. His eyes are shut tight, his bottom lip quivering in fear. The Dark Lord stands from his seat, people around him move so he has a clear pathway to the middle of the room. "Come Draco."

Draco looks at me, begging for help. I put my hand on his shoulder and squeeze tight, "Don't keep him waiting, he'll hurt you." I whisper. I start to get pinpricks in my eyes from holding back my tears.

Draco's chair scrapes against the floor as he gets up. His footsteps echo throughout the dining room. People move out of his way so he's able to get the Dark Lord with ease. Every step he takes my heart rate goes faster, poor George is probably freaking out that his ring is pulsing so fast.

When Draco gets in front of the Dark Lord he looks like he's going to vomit. He bows to the Dark Lord and pulls up the sleeve on his wand arm. The Dark Lord raises his wand high in the air and everyone seems to breathe in at the same time. Then he does just as he did to me last year. His wand hits Draco's forearm and it doesn't take a genius to see that Draco is doing everything in his power to stop himself from screaming. Involuntary tears stream down my face and I don't bother wiping them away. I look over at Aunt Narcissa, she's looking at her own hands instead of Draco. It pisses me off. Her son is in the worst pain of his life and she can't be bothered to watch.

Once it is over everyone claps politely. Draco pulls his sleeve back down and comes back over to me and his mother. As soon as he sits down he grabs ahold of my hand under the table. I look over at him and try to apologize with my eyes. It feels like I've failed him. I couldn't protect him from this.

The Dark Lord sits back down at his spot at the head of the table. My mother instantly puts her hand on his shoulder and smiles. Her teeth are better than they were at Easter. As if she's got herself a whole new set. Her hair is also brushed and healthier by the looks of things. Her wild curls are tamed and they fall beautifully around her face. It's scary, we look more alike than we ever did.

"Now. The Ministry for Magic has essentially declared war on us. But the Minister has no idea how big we have become over the past year." The Dark Lord says loudly. "I will be sending groups of you out, to wreak havoc on both the muggle world and the wizarding world."

The room breaks out into chatter, a hundred excited voices fill the room. The Dark Lord sends red sparks out of his wand and everyone instantly goes silent. "There will be no deaths other than the ones that I allow. If I find out that you have killed someone without my permission I will kill you." The Dark Lord continues. "If you see an Order member, it is your duty to bring them back to this Manor alive so we can get rid of them together in a public setting." The Dark Lord pauses and looks directly at me, "Finally. If I find, that one of you has a relationship of any kind with a member of the Order. You will be killed, no second chances. This is war."

George. My heart rate gets faster, my brain fogs over, the only thing I can think of is George fucking Weasley. The love of my life.

I think I blackout or something because next thing I know, Draco is pulling on my arm to get me to stand up and leave the table. Draco and I walk upstairs in silence, but as soon as my door is closed and I put on the very hand sound sealing charm that I was using all last year, He bursts into tears.

I don't touch him for a minute. He leans his back onto my door and shrinks down into a ball on my floor, holding his knees to his chin. George can wait. I sit down cross-legged in front of Draco and pull his hands away from his face and hold them in my own. I don't say anything. I don't try to talk him down. I let him cry. He deserves to cry. He deserves the world.

"I kissed Harry Potter." He says in a gasp of air.

Not what I thought he was going to say. "When?"

Draco looks up at me, his eyes red and puffy, "Same night Trelawney got sacked. He had detention or something that day and was coming out of Umbridge's office. I stopped him, asked if he was alright. We started yelling at each other and walking closer to each other. Then I grabbed his face and kissed him. His glasses got in the way."

My brain feels like its restarting or something, this is not the conversation I thought I would be having, "Did he kiss you back?"

"Yes."

"Did you like it."

"Yeah..."

"Did it happen again?"

Draco looks at me, his cheeks are still stained with his tears, his eyes are still watery, but he smiles a bit. "Yeah... later that night we saw each other in the halls and we yelled at each other again... about the kiss, and we ended up kissing again."

I smile, "Look at you go Dray..."

His smile falters, "what if the Dark Lord finds out..." He whispers. Ah, that's how all this ties together.

"You're kidding me, right? Draco I've been dating George for what... five years or something now? I fully snuck off to see him a few times last year when I was here."

Draco sniffs his nose, "Are you going to break up with him?"

"I don't have much of a choice do I?"