Treacherous Angels

When they got back to Comotrin Drive, they looked up at the house – or rather the person out front of the house. It was Lucius Malfoy. He had his back turned to them and looking at the house. Draco warned them silently to get their wands out. They did so as Lucius raised his arms and slowly turned around to face them.

“What are you doing here?” Draco demanded, pointing his wand directly at him.

“I came here to warn you.” He replied. “That is all.”

“How do we know you can be trusted?” Harry asked cautiously.

“Yeah. How do we know there aren’t fifty Death Eaters about to jump us?” Ron added.

“You, above anyone else should know there aren’t fifty Death Eaters left after the war. Do what you will to me but I only came here to warn you all.” Lucius said in his slick velvety tone.

“You got the Veritaserum still don’t you?” Harry whispered to Hermione.

“Of course I do.” She said back, pulling out a set of keys.

“Come down here.” Draco said to his father.

Lucius nodded and walked towards them, whilst Hermione walked up to the house to open the door. Lucius handed his wand to Draco without even being asked. Draco eyed him and motioned him to follow him inside. He led him into the lving room and took a seat across from them.

Hermione came back from the kitchen with a small vial of potion and popped the corked out, “Open wide.” She said sarcastically.

Lucius obeyed as she poured the contents into his mouth. He swallowed, “Veritaserum…” he muttered.

“Made by me. Now, what are you doing here?” Draco demanded.

“I came here to warn you. The Dark Lord has a plan.” Lucius Replied.

“What’s this plan involve?” Harry asked.

“He wants to see the last remaining heroes dead.” Lucius said.

“By the means of?” Ron asked impatiently.

“He’s going to torture you…all. You’ll be facing each other while we torture you. He wants you all to see each other die right in front of your eyes.” He explained closing his eyes.

“Is there action going to be taken in this ‘ingenious’ plan of his anytime soon?” Draco asked sarcastically.

“Yes. He will lure you away from each other. That’s the part he wants me to come up with. So I came here, to tell you that I’ve figured out a way to keep you safe…but only for a short time.” Lucius explained.

“I’ve only got a certain amount of time before another follower comes to find me. So if we can make this quick, you will appreciate it.” He added as an afterthought.

“Why’s that?” Hermione asked.

“Because he or she will kill you.” He replied.

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“I don’t know if we can still trust him. I mean, sure Veritaserum makes the drinker speak the truth and what he said might be the truth only…the truth may be a trap.” Hermione explained, pouring a cup of tea.

“So what do you propose?” Harry asked.

“Maybe…form our own trap. Even if it isn’t some plan to get us killed anyway, it might still come in handy.” She said, seating herself next to Draco.

“Sounds like you already have a plan.” Draco said suspiciously.

“Well, no not exactly.” She replied.

“What does not exactly mean?” asked Ron.

“Well, yes and no. I thought maybe, decoys and distractions…bait even.” She sipped her tea and looked at Ron.

“What are you looking at me for?” Ron demanded.

“Draco’s got Death Eater robes…” her voice trailed off.

“You can’t be thinking I think you’re thinking Granger. He’ll get murdered.” Draco scoffed.

“Well we can’t exactly send you in there with a bunch of roses and beg him to make you a death eater again can we?” she snapped.

“I was never a Death Eater.” He snarled.

“Cho Chang? Quidditch World Cup. Department of Mysteries…ring any bells dear Draco?” she asked standing up.

“I had nothing to do with Cho Chang!” he hissed standing up to face her.

“No. Of course not. She put the killing curse on herself.” She snapped glaring at him.

“I was under the Imperious curse! I had no idea what I was doing!”

“But I thought you had nothing to do with it?”

“I didn’t! I would have if I knew what I was doing!”

“Your wand took her life!”

“Correction, my father wand!”

“Does it make a difference? No! you killed her! You killed her in cold blood whether you were under Imperio or not!”

“You know what…fuck you Granger. I saved your life three times and never asked for anything in return. But you just shit all over me. But it’s like that with you muggleborns. Someone does something good for you and you just throw it back at them. So I’m over it. Over you. Over everything. Maybe I would be better off as a Death Eater. At least I’d get some fucking respect!”

Draco smashed Hermione tea cup and flew out the front door, his robes billowing out behind him. As soon as the door slammed, Hermione began to clean up the glass.

“What is it with you two? He’s gone back to the dark side and he knows where we are! Now we have to find a new place to stay!” Ron screamed, retreating from the room.

Harry stayed silent, and also left the room, “We can find a new place!” she yelled, tears strolling down her face.

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“Draco? what on earth are you doing here! If the Dark Lord –“ Lucius stammered.

“I’ve come back. For good. I want that mudblood dead Father if it’s the last thing I do.” He interrupted, slamming the door to Lucius’ office.

Draco paced in front of the fire, Lucius watched on, “Are you sure? You know there is no backing out.”

“I know that! I’m not a fucking retard!” Draco snapped.

“Well, The Dark Lord won’t kill her.”

“What?” Draco stopped and stared at his father.

“He will not kill Hermione Granger.”

“And why is that?”

“Because son…she is one of the Dark Lords followers.” Lucius said, glaring at his son.