Harry Other Aunt

Chapter 4
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Train Wreck

One day before the end of term, the owls dropped a special edition of the Daily Prophet at Hogwarts. Draco read the headlines and knew his father was in jail and he and his friends needed to run. Harry’d lost his godfather and he, Draco, his father. Placing the paper on his dinner plate, Draco rose from his seat and left the Great Hall.

In the hospital wing, Harry cried for the death of his godfather. We were almost a family. Why must I have despair in my life? I just want a bit of this happiness everyone is talking about.

‘Cub, please don’t cry, we are still a family. We will get through this as a family,’ Remus said quietly in Harry’s ear. ‘Remember it was not your fault; Sirius was playing with Bella and messed up. Don’t beat yourself up because of it. We will regroup and get you out of this mess, okay?’ Remus reached down, kissed Harry on his head and left the room.

‘Harry, when Madam Pomfrey releases you, please come up to my office. Lord Voldemort’s return has finally been acknowledged today.’ The Headmaster left the hospital wing, giving Harry space to grieve in peace. Because of that, Harry never saw the smile on the Headmaster’s face. Now I want to see what type of power this boy has. I’ll throw out something I’ve been keeping from him for some time, and I’ll see how he reacts to the news. If I break his calm, he’ll be easy to manipulate and will look up to me as his mentor, seeking guidance. If he doesn’t blow up I need to break him so more. Maybe I’ll let that crazy Uncle of his crush that spirit of his. Dumbledore never realised he was being spied on from the shadows in the hall.

Dungeons

In the far corner of the Slytherin common room sat Draco and his group. ‘Draco, don’t worry, your father will get out like he did in the last war,’ Pansy said rubbing his arm. Her head was down and there was a smile on her face. Narcissa will have all the Dark Lord’s trusted servants and families at the manor. Then I will have Narcissa keep all of his friends away, and I will have Draco all to myself. ‘Draco, I will go and write your mother and tell her how you’re taking the news. I can see you are stressed about your father.’ She left the table finally, and there was a sigh of relief. They needed to talk now and could not in front of her.

‘I thought she would never leave.’

‘I know, Blaise, I figured if I didn’t say anything she would leave and make plans with that bitch, Narcissa.’

‘Dray, Vincent and I can not go home; our grandfathers’ lives will be in jeopardy if we both do that. Our parents will kill our grandfathers and place us under the Imperius Curse to make us take the Mark and sign our wealth to that mad Bastard.’

‘Everyone shut up now! Millicent, place up the wards that your father taught you now. No one, and I mean No one talks until she’s done.’

Millicent placed one hand on the table and the other on her wand in a forward and backward motion in time with the spell. Each of the members of the table then slowly under disguise stabbed one of their fingers to let blood drop on the table.

‘It will last only for one hour and alert us if someone is using any monitor spells,’ said Millicent.

‘My father gave each of us a message when he was here last. Now it is the time to discuss it. We won’t have time later,’ started Malfoy. ‘Ted, my father told me you’d go to your other family, what does that mean?’

‘I am going to Sydney. I have a disowned family member that was cast out 100 years ago. Your father found him and my relative made an agreement to be my guardian if something happened to him. I won’t be on the train. My International Portkey is always on me,’ supplied Nott.

Blaise joined in. ‘I’m going to my family in Italy; my mother may be dead. I will be safe with them. The Zabini never followed any Dark Lord in our history and won’t now. My father will get a rude awakening when my mother’s family finds out. I will write them now and they will be waiting at Kings Cross. Everyone who will not be at Kings Cross, look at the headlines in the Daily Prophet. There will be some interesting things going on.’

Millicent smiled at Blaise’s face, full of gleeful mischief, and proceeded with the plans. ‘My family is going into hiding; our safe house is ready, and the wards are sound with the goblins. My father handled them — he mixed new and Muggle tech to protect the house. So, please, when you get to your destination please get the wards that my father made from the goblins.’

‘Me, Greg and Vincent have a new guardian who will have custody of all three of us and has sworn to protect us from Tom Riddle. Please act like good Death Eaters in training for the masses, and then keep low until next year when we return,’ finished Malfoy. Then he turned towards the girl of the group. ‘Millicent, how many people tried to break through the ward?’

‘Ten people tried, but they didn’t succeed,’ she answered reassuringly.

‘Do you know who?’

‘No.’

‘As we step forward to this new beginning I want each of us to promise to stay safe in the best way you can. We have to survive this nightmare to bring a new day for English Wizards and Witches. There’s not enough choice in this country, we are stagnant in ideas and thoughts. We are so behind so many magical communities they laugh at us. We outlaw magical creatures in one breath and use them as our cannon fodder. Make alliances to help our cause. Use the goblins for letters between us: everything else will be monitored. Draco, Vincent and me will contact you in three weeks’ time.’

Greg reached out for Vincent’s hand and Ted’s, and they repeated the action around the table. At a nod of their heads, the wards fell. Millicent went to the girls dorm to begin packing and the boys went to theirs to do the same. It would be a long day tomorrow.


Hogwarts Express

Ron, Hermione and Harry were in the compartment alone, each wrapped in their own thoughts. Harry was looking at the passing landscape and took a deep sigh. ‘Hermione, when will the others be here?’ he asked.

‘In about twenty minutes, Harry; Lee Jordan should have already changed his clothes to look like you, and Professor Snape gave me the polyjuice potion for the deception. We also have personal messages from Remus and Professor Snape to read at the meeting. Kingsley has Lord Malfoy in a secure cell, away from the others. Tonks gave Lord Malfoy an emergency Portkey in case Lord Voldemort breaks them out. So he will have a safe house with wards that Bill has experimented on so that anyone with the Dark Mark would not feel the effects of the calling.’

Knock

Neville, Luna, Ginny, Dean, and Seamus walked into the cabin and sat down.

‘We are sorry for your loss, Harry; we know what we say cannot bring him back to you.’

‘Thank you everyone for your kindness and words. We need to plan. I was angry and ruined Dumbledore’s office, and he was not pleased. I don’t know what he will have in store for me when I reach my home. But this time there’s a plan in place so I will be feed and not hurt in my relatives’ home. I have accepted an offer of alliances with the Grey Wizards and Witches that Lord Malfoy protects, so these people are now our friends. Once we leave this train, no more hexes and curses will go to Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Theodore Nott, and Millicent Bulstrode and their families. Draco will have all the paperwork of the other families containing the pledges. We are a family with these people. We have Grey, Light and Dark in our magic. So please behave. What have Remus and Professor Snape to say, Hermione?’

‘Remus says that Sirius left you all his holdings, and Dumbledore was already saying at the meeting you are too traumatised about his death to show at the reading of the will. But Remus stressed you have to be there at the reading; if you are not there at the first reading it will be held by your magic guardian and Muggle guardian until you are twenty-one years of age due to magical maturity. The date is 21 July of this year. Professor Snape said the polyjuice will last for one hour, so be quick about explaining details, and that’s all I have from them in the letters.’

‘Thank you, Hermione; was there anything else that happened at the end of term that we’ll have to worry about in the future?’

‘No other reports,’ provided Hermione.

But Dean nodded. ‘Well, there is something else. I was on my shift as lookout while you were in the hospital. Remus left first and Dumbledore second. He was smiling, Harry, as if he was glad you were in misery. So I just had to look out for things. He was in a good mood. Professor Hooch was in a good mood also, Harry. Hogwarts will be getting new brooms for the first years she teaches. I know for a fact she has been asking for that for a year and half, and the same day you lost your godfather, he informed her, ‘Professor Hooch, we will be getting an influx of money so now we can afford some of the things the staff members have been asking for.’ I heard all of this while I was serving my detention.’

‘I love the fact Dumbledore is underestimating you and Seamus. Dean, you have all the personal information on the Muggleborns’ families corrected. I want you to go to Gringotts and have them start warding those homes, ok? Seamus, I want your mother to find out why the Headmaster was really away for the whole year. Now, I will be off to see our new family.’

Harry disappeared under his Invisibility Cloak, and then Dean went to the door and yelled, ‘Lee, are you still in the loo?’

As he said those words, Lee’s voice and body left the bathroom down the carriage corridor. ‘Oi, can’t a person take a piss in peace?’ As Lee walked into the compartment, Harry left.

Harry walked towards the door to the Slytherin compartment. He was happy the refreshment lady was at their door. He just waited until she left to jump into their room. He sat down next to Zabini and waved his wand on the windows to make them fogged so no one saw into it. Then Harry pulled his cloak off and saw five wands pointing at his head.

‘Potter, why are you here in our compartment? Did you come here to brag about my father landing himself in jail?’ Draco said as he lowered his wand and sat back into his seat.

‘No, Malfoy. I was coming to welcome you to my family. My Aunt Petunia is now yours, Crabbe’s and Goyle’s guardian.’

‘My father would never place us under a non-magical person, Potter. They could never protect us from the Dark Lord.’

‘You are right, my godfather would have been your guardian, and we would have stayed at Godric’s Hollow. But now that he is dead it falls to my Aunt again. But we won’t be unprotected. I am trained in wandless combat, although I will only use that if we come into any danger. There will be a house elf to protect us from my uncle, and the elf will enlarge the room we will share. Is there any question?’

‘My father would have left me something in that nature, Potter.’

Goyle interrupted Draco. ‘Dray, this is not the time for a piss contest. Pansy will be back in thirty minutes. The spell I placed on her will fade, so please stop this bullshit, okay?’

‘Goyle, thank you so much. I have now won five Galleons. I bet several people that both you and Crabbe were more intelligent than you let on. Malfoy, we have to talk before we reach the station. I’m not here to be rude or mean. I’m here to protect my people and not to play these little mind games that Dumbledore and the Dark Lord play. I am here to explain what is to happen over the summer and the living arrangements also. I will protect everyone that your father protected. I promised this to him in my blood and magic; it’s time for all of you to know what’s going on in the real world. Plus, as Goyle has mentioned, we don’t have much time for any pissing contest, okay? I can see that Nott is not here. Where is he?’

‘Ted’s in Australia with a relative of his that has no allegiance with the Dark Lord or Dumbledore.’

‘Does anyone know anything about this person, or can trace him to Nott?’

‘No, he was disowned by the Notts one hundred years ago, and has no surviving family except for Ted. He was out of England before the Muggle War World One so no one will know him at all.’

‘Good, is there any way to contact him throughout the summer to make sure he is safe?’

‘Yes, we have already agreed to use the goblins and Muggle mail.’

‘I agree on the Muggle mail system, but not about the goblins. I want to keep their risk factor down. Less information that they know means Dumbledore, the Ministry, and the Dark Lord can not threat them for it. Please take these. These are fake Galleons; each of you, have as many as the total of members of your family. Tell them to keep these on them. Pressing hard on them will Portkey you out of a bad situation, even if it’s warded against Portkeys and Apparation.’

Greg and Vincent gave Harry two each back. Draco and Blaise gave back one; that only left them with one for themselves. Harry noticed this and he had to know what kind of hand was being played here. ‘Do I need to know something about your families now?’

‘My mother may be dead. When we arrive at Kings Cross I will be going with my mother’s people and back to Italy. The Dark Lord has yet to reach into Italy and my family will never follow a Dark Lord. When my father took my mother’s name he swore on the binding laws within our clan. He may have broken some of them. So I will only need this one; it may come in handy if my father tries and takes me in Italy or back at school. I am my mother’s Heir. I get everything.’

‘Narcissa is a bitch! She can rot in hell before I help her.’

‘Both mine and Greg’s parents are Death Eaters. They can go to hell, but our grandfathers need to live in spite of their sons.’

‘Ok, I understand about your families now, but then, Bulstrode...?’

‘Yes, the Dark Lord has been trying to have my family join his cause since the first war, and Mr. Malfoy has kept us out so far. Now he’s gone we have to go into hiding or be forced to be Marked. We can’t have that. My relatives are strong Warders; we can ward anything.’

‘We will send Nott’s in the mail. Malfoy, your father is in a secure cell and will not suffer the full effect of the Dementors; he also has an emergency Portkey if the Dark Lord bails him out. He will be sent to an undisclosed position and will not feel the effects of the calling,’ Harry said in a reassuring tone. ‘Now, how will we handle your parents at the station if you don’t want them to know you are going with me and mine?’

‘My father has left a package with a Portkey that will Apparate us to your family’s vehicle,’ said Draco, ‘so we won’t be seen. My father also left a note for the Grey Wizard. I think that’s you, am I correct?’

‘Yes it is. May I have it?’

Draco reached into his bag and gave Potter the letter.

Harry

Give the enclosed letter to Draco, so he can read the rules of the agreement. The house elf’s name is Blinky and he’s already with your aunt.

Lord Malfoy

‘All of you need to read the letter, especially you, Malfoy.’

After skimming through it, Draco said, ‘I have to work, live like a Muggle and listen to your aunt?’

‘Yes, Malfoy, everyone pulls their own wagon; I’m not going to do all the work. That’s what’s wrong with the Magic community. All of you want me to do every damn thing. I won’t. So yes, to blend in you will live like a Muggle, okay? That means anyone that has to come to my home behaves like a MUGGLE. When we go into the Magic community we are Wizards or Witches, though. Lord Malfoy agrees to the terms and conditions so you have to do it. All your family swore to his decision-making so live with it. You’d better put that away; Pansy’s coming and I have to go.’

Placing his Invisibility Cloak back on, he waved his hand in front of the window as Pansy reached it. She stopped and had a strange look on her face. ‘Dray, I think living like a Muggle sounds very good,’ said (Crabbe?).

The short spell vanished, Pansy yanked the door open and yelled, ‘Draco! Guess what your mother said? I can stay at the house the whole summer. Being that you’re so depressed, Narcissa wants everyone to come now when we reach the station.’

‘My parents are waiting at the station. I will see Dray later, if that’s ok with you, Dray?’

‘Yes, it is, Millicent; same goes for you, Blaise. I know your parents will be waiting for you too. I can catch up later in the summer.’

‘Zabini’s father is already at the manor, and Narcissa will send a letter to her father from the manor with all the details. So I can send this letter back to her with a yes, okay?’ She turned and left. Because she yanked so hard on the door it stood open until someone seated pulled it shut.

‘Damn, I should have left when I had the chance, not stay and look at the fireworks.’

‘Millicent, don’t worry, we will make sure your parents will be there to pick you up. Zabini, will your family arrive early?’

‘Yes.’

‘Don’t worry. Draco, please go straight to the vehicle. Goodbye again.’

***

Harry reached his compartment where his friends were located. Harry then pressed down on his Galleon and tapped on it to indicate he was outside an ready to come inside.

Inside of the compartment Ron yelled loudly enough so if anyone was outside could hear him.

‘Hermione, can’t you control that beast you call a cat?’

‘Ron, close the door or Crookshanks will get out.’

‘Ron!’

The door was open and Hermione raced after her cat for a few minutes and returned with it in her arms.

Once Hermione sat down and placed a concealing spell up, Harry took off his cloak and squeezed himself between Dean and Seamus.

‘I have several things to say before you hit me with questions. Ron, I want you to text your father to inform Bulstrode’s father that Voldemort’s followers will try to kidnap his daughter while they’re holding him up at the Ministry. So he has to stay with Mr. Weasley and come with him to the train station. If he doesn’t believe your father, he is to tell him that the information was given to him by the Grey Wizard.’

Pausing, Harry looked around to all the close staring faces. ‘Why did no one enlarge the cabin? We have too many people and too little personal space. Or do I need to know something about all of you…in a more private way?’ Harry said with a devious smile in his face.

‘Harry!’

‘Yes, Hermione, especially from you and Ron. I know you two are kind of kinky. Ouch, you didn’t have to do that,’ Harry said after Hermione hit him in the back of his head. ‘We need to be careful of the Death Eaters: Malfoy’s mother, Crabbe and Goyle’s parents and Zabini’s father. Blaise’s mother may be dead, and he’s now going with his mother’s family. Have Snape check that theory out. Bulstrode’s family avoided the Dark Lord in the first war due to Lord Malfoy’s help. Now that Lord Malfoy is in jail, Narcissa is trying to take over his control base of Grey Magic. The Bulstrodes are Warders and the Dark Lord wants to kidnap their daughter and make him take the Dark Mark. On that platform today keep Blaise and Millicent in your sight until their families reach them. Have Tonks look out for any International Floo from Italy and tell them about the situation. Hermione, could you also text Tonks? I think it’s her day off. If it is, ask her to find someone else.’

‘Since you have answered all our questions, Harry, you will help Ron figure out his cellular phone,’ Ginny said with a smile on her face. Harry turned and stared at Ron. Ron had his phone out and was rubbing it like a lost artefact. ‘Ron’s never used his phone yet and was dying to do it, so you give my brother his chance. We won’t go into how my father will react to his text.’

‘Ginny, you will have to remind Neville and Mrs. Longbottom how to use theirs.’ Harry laughed right back at her. It was still a vivid memory when Mrs. Longbottom was taught how to use the Muggle listening device; it was a day in Hell.

It was going be a long trip to Kings Cross.

At the Ministry

Arthur was in his office listening to the Wizard Radio when his pants pocket gave him a tingle. He looked down at his pocket trying to remember what was in it that would make that. My new cellular phone! Reaching inside, he pulled it out and looked at the window. Now what do we have here? A text message. Push text button. Then read. Oh, okay, I must go and pick up Mr Bulstrode. Placing the phone thing in his pocket, he left headed to the Magic Property Department. ‘Hello, may I speak with Mr. Bulstrode? You look very nice today, Mary,’ Arthur said, thus giving Mr. Bulstrode’s Personal Assistant all of the Weasley charm.

‘Weasley, you couldn’t possibly afford the best Warder of Homes outside the Goblins,’ someone said at his back.

Arthur turned toward the voice and noticed it was Mr. Alex Zabini. ‘You are very right, Mr. Zabini. I cannot afford Mr Bulstrode’s services. But Mr. Bulstrode always said he would always have the time to give me advice. My eldest son, Bill, is a Curse Breaker at Gringotts and he can do the warding. I just need the advice.’ As Arthur said all of this, he sat down farthest from Zabini.

‘Arthur, you may go in. Mr. Bulstode will see you now.’

‘Thank you so much, Mary.’

‘I was here first. I should see Mr. Bulstrode first, not some poor Weasley.’

‘Mr. Zabini, you both arrived at the same time. But Mr. Weasley booked his appointment first through the Ministry network. If you had done this before coming you would have been first to see Mr. Bulstrode.’

Arthur rose from his chair with a smile. It was always good to prepare ahead of time. He turned his head and smiled at Zabini as he walked through the door.

‘Hello, Arthur, nice to see you. I have you on the books for a visit. That was placed three months ago. Since you did not come, I thought you probably did not need my services.’

‘No, Mr. Bulstrode. I’m here to make sure you make it to the station. I had a message from my son that you will be waylaid before you leave to pick up your daughter Millicent. I’m not with Dumbledore, my alliance and family are solely with Lord Potter. My family owes Lord Potter Life Debts. Even without that, Harry has shown all my family he will keep us alive as best he can and not use us as canon fodder. So let’s take a seat; we have two hours to kill. Do you want to see my Muggle cellophane?’

Mr. Brian Bulstrode was gob-smacked, he would never have thought the Weasleys were Grey wizards. Plus, what in hell was a cellophane?

‘Arthur, what is a cellophane?’

‘Sirius Black, rest is soul, was tinkering with Hermione Granger’s cell phone — a gift from her parents — without her knowing, and broke it — no power and such. He finally came up with the Wizard Cell phone. It only has power for two hours, but it’s great fun,’ Arthur said with a grin.

‘Arthur, my daughter will be safe until I pick her up?’

‘Yes, Brian. Millicent will be safe until you reach her. We just have to leave here without raising Zabini’s suspicion.’

‘Now, that’s easy, you came here about wards, right?’

‘Yes.’

‘Your son is a Curse Breaker, and I have separate information on how to build new wards against Curse Breakers in a different part of the Ministry. So we have to leave this office to get to the records. So let’s get moving to pick up our children.’

Both of the men readied themselves to leave. ‘Mary, you can take the rest of the day off. I have to take Arthur here to the records to find how to build new wards against Curse Breakers. I keep that entire story in the records. Do you remember which section?’

‘Yes, it’s under the CB wards, and thank you for letting me off early, Mr. Bulstrode.’

‘No problem, Mary. Mr Zabini, I will come right back and talk to you when I finish with Mr Wesley. Is that alright with you?’

‘Yes, it is. I have to pick up my son from the train in forty-five minutes. If you’re not back then I will meet you at Kings Cross to discuss the matter.’

‘That will be fine. Arthur, this way to the records.’

Both men left the office, leaving Mr. Zabini alone in the office. Neither of them noticed the frown that favoured his face. We could get a hold of Brian’s daughter before he reaches her and make our demands then. This will not ruin our plans for the Warder of Buildings for our Lord. With this resolve, Mr. Zabini sat back in his chair and waited for the Warder.


Kings Cross Station

Lady Malfoy waited alone for her son to step out and leave the train. She wished she did not have to wait with all these Mudbloods and Halfblood Magical people. These lower beings will only serve the chosen. Soon our Lord will be known throughout the Wizarding world. Those in Asia, America and Africa think our Lord has eyes for Europe only. In the scale of things, Our Lord wants to cleanse our world of all the bad blood and traitors of our knowledge. Soon we will be known to the world at large.

‘Hello, Narcissa, may I wait with you for the arrival of the train?’

‘Hello, Alex, of course you can wait with me. It may detour people from looking at me because of Lucius being in jail,’ said Narcissa; as she said this she rubbed her hands and rings. A silencing charm was placed around them. ‘Where is Bulstrode?’

‘Weasley had an appointment with Bulstrode for his eldest son in curse warding and they left. I could not have taken him there with so many witnesses. We have to move on to plan B and take his daughter to make him work for our Lord.’

‘Mrs. Goyle and Mrs Crabbe are coming this way. One of them needs to waylay him before he gets to her. I want space between them and us. I want this to go smoothly.’ Narcissa said this turning to the two ladies coming toward them.

‘Hello Helen, Eloise, how are you holding up?’ Narcissa said, giving each a hug and silently giving Helen a message. ‘I was so upset about our husbands I stayed in the manor all this time. I would have never showed my face because of what Lucius did to our reputation. I just don’t want my precious Draco to be harmed by ugly stares and whispers.’

‘Same here, Narcissa; our children should not be the subject of gossip like this; we are Purebloods!’

The Hogwarts train slowly came to a stop. Children departed slowly.

‘I see Mr. Bulstrode over there. I really need to talk to him on the warding of our estate. With this mess from the Ministry, we have an ongoing Howler problem. Narcissa, if I don’t return, will you take Greg with you to the manor and I’ll meet you there?’

‘I can do that for you, Helen,’ Narcissa said with a nod of her head in the direction of Mrs Crabbe.

The group of Purebloods watched as Helen Crabbe walked over to Bulstrode and the blood traitor Weasley.

Hogwarts Express

‘Pansy, I think there’s a stain on your robe. You’d better change before we leave; you don’t want my mother to see it,’ Draco said with a smile. Appearances were the only things for social climbers like her.

Pansy ran out of the compartment to change. Draco, Vincent, and Greg readied themselves to Portkey off the train.

‘Millicent, Blaise, we hope to see you over the holidays; if we don’t, be safe until September.’

Draco pulled out the Daily Prophet, and each of the boys touched it and disappeared to their new guardians.

‘We have to stay in character until our families reach us, Millie, so stay close at all times.’

‘Where’s Draco?’ came Pansy’s voice.

Blaise was quick to answer. ‘He wanted off the train so he left. He told us to stay with you so you wouldn’t tell his mother he left you on purpose. Are you ready, and do you have here your trunk?’

‘Yes, I do. We can go now.’


Platform

‘Mr. Zabini, may I have a word, please?’ a man said in a Muggle business suit.

‘No sir, I am here to pick up my son. If it’s about business you can reach me in the morning.’

‘But, sir, it’s about your son.’

Alex and the other two Purebloods now turned towards the gentleman in wonder. Who was he and why was he asking for Blaise?

‘I did not want to air you family affairs in public. But being you, I don’t care. Here’s a document stating that you don’t have the custody of Blaise Zabini. He will be going with his mother’s parental family, and all money, titles and seats here in England will be going back to the family of Zabini. From the letter they have received from a family friend, it is probable she may be dead. Regardless of the truth, Blaise Zabini will go to his family in Italy until we can prove she is not dead.’

‘I’m his father, so you can not take him from me.’

‘Yes, we can. Due to the marriage contract you signed they can.’

‘I will look into that with my lawyer, but you can not take the money, seats or titles from me.’

‘But we can, sir, Zabini was the name you took and they will go to Blaise and back to the family. I am just giving you a warning now, sir. If you look over there you will see Blaise’s Uncles. At the moment, these gentlemen want to enforce the last clause in the contract and kill you, sir. If their sister is not found alive they will hunt you down and kill you. She will be brought to the family’s home to make sure she is healthy. You will not come with her but send her. If she is dead you will need to make your burial arrangements, sir. Good day to you.’

The man turned and left the group and walked toward the four black Italians. Each of them dressed in Muggle business suits, looking relaxed in their own skins. One of them walked over to Alex.

‘Blaise is coming home with us; you don’t talk to him or look at him. Do I make myself clear, Alex?’ Alex moved his head in acceptance. ‘We want our sister back even if she is dead, Alex. We know that you are a Death Eater. Your Lord will not save you if she is dead, Alex. We will hunt you like the dog you are. Then we will come after the ones who helped you kill her, because we know you’re not stronger enough to take her out by yourself. Be warned and warn you friends. Goodbye, Alex.’

The head of the Zabini family walked back to his brothers, waiting for their nephew to depart.

‘Who was that, Alex?’

‘That was Lord Antonio Blaise Zabini, the head of the Zabini family. We need to plan to hold them off until we can persuade my wife to take the Mark. If she doesn’t we need a plan. Antonio is crazy and he will send someone to kill me and anyone he thinks is in contact with his sister’s disappearance. I will take my leave now. Meet you at the manor.’ With that, Alex Zabini left the platform.

The two women waited for their children. There was fewer people left with their families, so they wondered why they were not here yet. Narcissa looked over at Helen and knew her stalling him would fail if the children were not here yet so they could Portkey with five of the children. Pansy, Millicent and Blaise were on the platform but not Draco and the others. Pansy was walking toward them and Blaise was leading Millicent towards his family. Eloise started toward them to make them stop. But one of those redhead traitors stopped her. She had to stay there and pretend to look for her child and not throw suspicion her way. ‘Pansy, where is Draco and the others?’ Eloise said as she walked back to Narcissa.

‘Millicent and Blaise informed me they we already on the platform,’ Pansy said as she stood next to Lady Malfoy.

‘Mrs Crabbe, I will send you the price of the wards by owl. I see my daughter over there so I will leave you with these fine ladies,’ Mr. Bulstode said as he walked over to the Zabini family.
Narcissa looked at this and knew her husband had something to do with this! She would have to find proof and when she did, she would kill him herself.

As she silently fumed, Harry Potter was happy that everything went smoothly and no one was hurt. He even laughed now out loud alongside many people that was still on the platform. Pansy was screaming at the top of her lungs in a very unlady-like manner.

Pansy stormed over to Bulstrode and the Zabini gathering. ‘Where is Draco, Blaise?’

‘Draco, Greg, Theo and Vincent did not want to go home to the manor so they left. We both took a Wizard’s Oath not to tell anyone until we left the train. We don’t know where they’re, but they did say they will be at Hogwarts come September. Since Draco will not be at the manor, I and Millicent agree to not come. Say goodbye to Lady Malfoy, Mrs. Crabbe and Mrs Goyle for us. We are leaving now.’ Blaise said all of this without coming near Pansy or the group with which she left. Then each one in his party touched a Portkey to leave.

Only thing that could be heard was Pansy screaming in anger and the last stragglers leaving the platform for a piece of quiet.

Tbc