Malfoy's Mansion

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Shadow closed her eyes, concentrated for a few seconds before silently disappearing.

S.master left the watch on the Mansion.

Ralph Rundell walked into the Mansion with his wand in his hand and went in to see the dark lord.. " The three muggle are dead." He said. After the Dark Lord smiled he said.. " Good job.... the next thing I need you to do is to try to find out if there is traders amonst us... you see.. I have sent Oddie, and Shadow to kill you... Now that I know that you are a different person than I sent them after.. you can spy on them.. here thought.. where this.. its a black cloak.. your face must not be seen.. " Voldemort said with a smiled.. Ralph put the cloak on and smiled.. " You trust me then.. I am the Real Ralph Rundell." He said.. Voldemort smiled and motioned him the leave... Ralph was in his favor today.. As he left he put the cloak on and pulled up the hood and left the Mansion in search for Oddie and Shadow..

Violet followed soon after and hide in a corner.

"Hiding." She whispered

"NO!" Violet yelled

"He is here. Im leaving." Violet siad.

Phoenix grabbed Violet and looked her in the eyes.
"Violet you wanted to come here so do whatever it is that you came here to do" said phoenix

"I did not. You brought me here," Violet said.

"I did not" Violet said

"Well, I dont want to" Violet said

Emmalynn Apparated into the entrance hall of Malfoy Manor. Her job was to find Draco. Find him and take him to HQ.

She decided to start with his room, so she took to the stairs, making her way up to the third floor.

Aura was wondering around the mannor.
"Phoe?" you here?" she called

Holly suddenly appeared, George at hand.
SHe looked around, confused.
"Where are we?" she asked George, completely baffled.

Emmalynn heard a voice that she vaguely recognized. She wandered to the voice and saw Aura.

"Hello, Aura. Looking for your sister?" she asked.

Holly looked up.
"Emmalynn?" she asked, "Phoenix? Huh? Where on Earth-"

Aura nodded, she didn't recoginzed the person.
"Who are you?" she asked

Aura nodded.
"Emmalynn, it good to see you again" she said.

Aura shook her head.
"No sorry, but Phoenix said she was meeting him here for some reason2 said Aura

Emmalynn nodded. Her cousin was so difficult to find...

"Thank you. Since he is supposed to be with your sister, shall we search together?" she asked. It was a big house and Emmalynn could use another set of eyes.

Aura smiled.
"Yes that would be easier" Aura said

Aura nodded and followed Emmalynn up the stairs leading towards Draco's room.

Emmalynn stood in front of a set of dark mahogony, wooden double doors. She was constantly reminded how spoiled her cousin was... and it disgusted her.

"Draco! Hey, Dray! You in there?" she called, banging on his door with her fist.

Aura stood beside Emmalynn and shout for her sister.
"Phoe?! you in there?"

Phoenix walk into Draco's room.
"Phoe!" she called again

Emmalynn followed Aura and turned on the light. A lump under the covers on the bed groaned and revealed himself. Draco sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"What the hell, Lynn?" he complained.

"I gave you fair warning... Have you seen Phoenix?" she asked.

((I have to go! Later!))

Aura at Draco waiting for a reply.
"Well..?" she asked.


((cya later))

Draco glared at the two girls who had invaded his room. "No. Haven't seen her. Now leave," he sneered.

Emmalynn looked suspiciously at him. "You're lying Draco... I have Veritaserum in my pocket. Don't make me use it," she threatened.

Aura glared at him.
"First don't tell me what to do, second tell me now or else" hissed Aura

Emmalynn pulled out a tiny vial of clear liquid. "Draco... Tell me."

"I'm telling you the truth Lynn. I haven't seen her all week," Draco said, resigned.

Aura looked at him, stil unsure.
"I don't believe you" said Aura

*****NEW TIME*****

Violet sighed, pulling her hair up. Why she agreed to go to this dance, she would never know. Her father told her to go, well more liked forced her t. She hated death eater parties. She placed the pins in her hair to keep her curls up and looked around for her dress. Her eyes widen at the blue martial her father had bought her. She would have expected black or green, but it wasn’t. She picked it up and smiled softly. At least her father done something right. She slipped her robed off and quickly put the dress on, tighten the strings on the corset that came along with it. “Now…were are those silver shoes at…” She mumbled, looking around. She walked towards her closet she had at Malfoy Manor and grabbed them.

“Violet, are you done yet?” She heard from the other side of the door. She walked over there, one shoe in her hand and the other on her foot and opened the door. “Do I look ready?” She hissed at Draco, who smirked at her. He shook his head and she made a well go away face. She shut the door back and hopped back over to the bed, slipping the other shoe one. She looked at the clock and noticed she had more then ten minutes left. She decided maybe she should wear a bit of make up for once.

He looked back at his Uncle and Aunt, who had flew him here. He scowled at them and looked away, without saying a word of goodbye. Why weren't they going? Why was HE going? His parents weren't really sided with the Death Eaters... yet because his aunt and uncle are, they felt it necessary someone young from their family represent them.

He groaned, tugging at the tuxedo he had been forced to wear. He sighed, looking down he noted his shoes were still the same checkered, converse flats he would always wear. At least that wasn't formal. He mumbled and rubbed his index finger carefully under his eyes, wiping off excessive eyeliner.

He looked up at the destination he was required to go to, The Malfoy's Mansion.
"Oooh. What fun," he said sarcastically to himself.
He sighed and began to walk very very slowly towards the house. He made his way to the door and knocked lightly, then entered without an answer.

He glanced around and waited by the door to be greeted. Parties, one of the many events he was never good at.

Violet quickly put on some eyeliner and some silver-ish blue eye shadow. She sighed at how her hair was and took it down. She tried something else and pulled back some of her hair and pinned them down. She smiled at how she looked and stood up. She grabbed her wand and lifted the puffy dress up to stick her wand in the leg halter she had out on earlier. She didn’t know when or where she would need it. She grabbed a blood pop and walked from the room.

“The princess finally arrives!” Draco said sarcastically. Violet smirked, pulling her sucker form her mouth. Her fangs were showing and he backed up, clearing his throat. Violet giggled and walked pass him, down the stairs and into the dance room. She looked around for her father, but didn’t see him. “Just like him. Leave me here by myself and deal with these stupid people.” She mumbled, leaning on the wall behind her. She pulled the blood pop from her mouth and let it hang loosely in her hand by her side.

He glanced around, then shook his head. He felt like an idiot standing there. So he lifted his hands to his hair and fixed his very layered, styled hair. He carefully made his way through the crowd of people, passing a mirror on his way, he checked his pink under eyeliner, then proceeded into the Main Room, the Dance Room.

He looked around the very full room with distaste, he quickly tried to make his way for an unoccupied corner but found he had crashed into the girl infront of him. He widened his eyes as he realized who he had just crashed into. Very few people were shorter than him, but this girl, Violet, certainly was. He coughed awkwardly and mumbled an apology.

Violet narrowed her eyes at him and turned around, putting her blood pop back into her mouth. Ever since what happen a few days ago, she could care less. She walked from the dance room, out to the garden. She sat down on the benches they had provided for couples to go and do as they pleased. She decided that it was better for her to be out here then in there with people who hated her for what she was. Of course they knew. Daughter of Voldemort, mostly everyone knew. If they didn’t, it was better that way.

She wrinkled her nose in disgusted as Draco and Pansy walked by. What he saw in the pug nose girl, she would never know. She stood back up, walking back and forth in front of the bench. Should she go back in and represent her father? Or stay out here and away from everyone? She bit into her blood pop, some of it leaking from the corners of her mouth. She licked it away and wiped what she couldn’t reach. She threw the stick on the ground and placed her hands on her forehead.