Part 1
Draco took Zabini and went to see the house while the other two checked out the area. To see what other Order members were around. They weren’t. They left her secluded. Draco and Blaise looked over the house. They had set her up in a muggle neighborhood. They knew that there was no apparition or magic of any kind that could be done around the house or inside, a precaution. So, they would have to take her down by physical means.
“This is going to be fun” Blaise grinned at Draco.
“Be prepared for anything. Never underestimate them or her. She is the Dark Lords daughter, and we don’t know what she knows. This could be easy or hard as hell.” Draco cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Well, there is enough magic around the place that you can smell it all working overtime.” Blaise gestured around.
Draco was busy concentrating on her. He saw her pacing in the house. He tapped his sunglasses with his wand, and they magnified like binoculars. He saw her rubbing her forearm, yet she had no mark. His brow furrowed. “It’s her. She can sense us.” It was a slightly shocked statement.
“What?” Blaise asked, looking where Draco was now.
“Look at her.” Draco nodded towards the house.
Blaise tapped his own sunglasses. “I’ll be happy just looking at her.” Blaise wiggled his eyebrows. Draco cocked an eyebrow as he chuckled lightly. “I think you’re right. She doesn’t have a mark though.”
Blaise looked confused.
“She has his blood she doesn’t need a mark. She can sense us. I have a feeling this is going to be a fight.” The blonde man grinned wickedly.
“More fun for us” Blaise agreed with the same grin. “How are we going to get in?”
“I have a plan.”
Ravyn sat rubbing her arm. It was tingling. She knew what that meant. She didn’t lose her cool, it happened anytime one of them was near which was more often than one would think. Yet they didn’t know it was her. She couldn’t give herself away, that’s all. She felt it become more intense. They were getting close. Her wand was downstairs in the living room. She walked downstairs to grab it off the mantle, it was gone. She looked in the mirror, over the fireplace. She saw the reflection through the bay window. There was a black Mercedes and two men dressed in black standing next to it looking at her house. She knew them. Death Eaters. Damn it, she never should have left her wand alone. The one time she does, and it screws her. Her wand would reveal the secret entrances. She looked out the window again. Greyback and Zabini. She had memorized them all from the files. She knew who else would be around. “Malfoy” She whispered.
“You rang love?” She whipped around. There he stood in all his glory. Her eyes narrowed. “Not very smart leaving your wand around.” He twirled it in his fingers.
“Go to hell” She spat nastily as she placed her hands on her hips. “I expected no less then for him to send his goons to do the dirty work.”
“So, you do know.” Draco nodded, taking in the information.
“Yeah, I know” She nodded condescendingly. “So what?”
“Well, we can’t do magic inside the house, we know that it would be a signal to your buddies. So, I am gathering this is going to be done kicking and screaming.” Draco sat on the edge of the couch on the opposite side of the room.
“What do you think?” She quirked an eyebrow. She eyed him and Macnair and the other two that had joined them.
“This is what the fuss is about?” Greyback snarled looking her up and down.
“Oh yeah your one to talk you shit packed fur coat.” Her retort earned a chuckle from them.
“Feisty, she’s got a mouth on her.” Macnair looked her up and down as well. She was a pretty, tan skin, blonde hair, brown eyes, tall she easily matched Malfoy only missing a few inches.
“Must say he is disappointing sending, a ferret, a dog, a dunce, and a rich pansy after me. Where is daddy Malfoy?” She battered her eyes.
“I don’t think you’re in the position to ask questions little girl” Macnair said stepping forward.
“What are you gonna do? Her reply was like asking a child. Chop my head off. Figures the simple, big strong retards get to work for him. Easier to put on a leash” Macnair charged her but she side stepped throwing out her arm quickly as he ran at her and she swung catching him in the throat knocking him to the floor.
“Bitch!” Zabini yelled and walked at her. He grabbed her wrist, and she flinched gritting her teeth as her arm began to burn searing hot. Malfoy watched intensely. His opponent was a mystery and he needed to learn her quickly. Zabini twisted her arm with his holding her in a choke hold. She swung her heel down quickly to his knee breaking it and then bending to pull him over her shoulder slamming him through the glass table. Greyback was on her before she could respond. His hand on her throat sniffing it hungrily.
She laughed “Go ahead I dare you. Don’t think he would be happy you bit me. Make me more threatening than I already am, but uncontrollable. Suppose he would punish you real good for that.” Greyback was breathing heavily a mere inch from her face.
“You need to – “
“Let her go Fenrir, Macnair fix his leg” Draco nodded at Zabini, and the leg Ravyn had just broken. Greyback threw her down. Malfoy got up from his seat on the couch and walked to her pulling her up by her hair. She tried to hit him in the balls, and he caught her arm in a steel grip stealthily. He was brilliant, cunning, and deadly. She knew this from experience. “I wouldn’t if I were you. I have orders to bring you back, he never said in what condition.” His mouth by her ear caressing it as he whispered. Her arm throbbed feeling like it was on fire. He ran his hand over the arm causing white hot pain through to her shoulder like someone holding a hot poker to it. “It hurts, doesn’t it?” He taunted, figuring out why she flinched when they touched her. “Your mark is your blood.”
She gritted her teeth through the pain. “Tell me did the scars on your dick ever fully heal.” They all looked confused at her.
Draco yanked her hair back more bending her neck to the point of almost breaking. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, I am crushed you don’t remember me. I was the Ravenclaw girl who turned you down 6th year. So, you decided to shove your dick in my mouth while I was immobilized. So, I sank my teeth into it.” She nipped her teeth together for effect. “I must admit though you taste good.” She laughed. Draco’s jaw tensed hard as he finally recognized her, he threw her into the shattered glass of the table. Her hands and arms got all cut as she used them to brace her fall. Macnair advanced and drug her up roughly.
“Wonder what he’ll say when he realizes you had me right there all that time ago and didn’t even know it. Could have had me five years ago” She picked out the glass that was imbedded in her arm. Draco got in her face. “What?” She whispered menacingly. Draco hauled off and punched her across the face. She flew sideways in Zabini and Macnair’s grasp. She chuckled and pulled her head up, running her tongue along her mouth and spat blood from her busted lip onto him. Draco closed his eyes and grabbed a handkerchief to wipe off his face.
“Put the bitch in the car.” He said, she was drug out kicking and screaming the whole way. Draco and Greyback following behind them. They shoved her into the car and Greyback got in. Draco turned and held up his wand. “Morsmordre” The dark mark appeared above the house.
Draco kicked her to the floor of the car as he climbed in. They would drive out a way before trying to apparate. It was safer. They had their prize now. They were not going to lose it. Draco stomped his foot on her back as she tried to get up. “Lay still” He dug the heel of his shoe into her spine. He was raging realizing who she was, and the fact that he didn’t realize it was her then. She was right Voldermort would lash him good for it. Plus, the bitch had gotten away with what she did. The Death Eaters stormed, and he never thought about her when she never showed up again. He thought she was among the dead. She was a powerful little self-righteous wench then too.
“I should have bit it off.” She licked her lip as it continued to bleed, and it was swollen by now.
Draco smirked at her “You’re all talk. You are powerless for once. ” He leaned over kneeling on the floor over her, one leg propped up on one side of her the other was knee down supporting his weight. He pulled her head up by the hair. His lips against her ear again. “I know it scares the shit out of you. I know breaking you down will be fun. Breaking you in though, He nipped her ear roughly. That will be priceless” He threw her head into the floor of the car as he got back in his seat.
Ravyn held in the fear. She would not show her pain or her fear. She was not going to let her friends down. She knew she was valued and would not be killed. Well, she thought she did.