Part 2
They drove for hours it seemed like. Malfoy had shot her with an immobilizing charm. Ravyn kept her mouth shut, but her senses alert. The eyes of the occupants kept resting on her. The Dark Lords daughter. Probably the most powerful witch in the world, she didn’t even know her power. Her eyes rested on Draco. His eyes hidden by his sunglasses. He was as gorgeous and lethal as ever. Age only made him stronger and wiser. She knew he must be very high in the inner circle if Voldemort sent him after her. She could feel his eyes pierce her and rake over her. The heat radiated from him right into her skin. She knew she would pay for what she did to him. She wanted anything to wipe the smug smirk from his face though. She knew that would do it. It did and made him raging mad.
Her thoughts were halted when Greyback opened the window to let an owl fly in. He read it and handed it to Draco. Draco glanced at it. “Stop the car Blaise.” It came to a halt. Draco looked at the watch on his wrist.
“What’s going on?” Macnair asked. Draco didn’t answer, he opened the door and got out. Ravyn saw they were in wide open country, vast land with not a soul in sight. The others looked out the window, she was still on the floor of the car.
Draco walked out into the land around them. He waited, he looked at his watch. With a crack in front of him stood his father.
“What’s going on?” Draco asked, looking at Lucius. Lucius shrugged back his shoulders readjusting his robe.
“They stormed the manor already; we can’t take her there. Taking her has sent the ministry and Potter and his friends into a frenzy. So, we are going to the island now.”
Draco smirked approvingly. “Their panicking.”
Lucius returned his son’s smirk. “The Dark Lord is very pleased you got her. I no doubt she gave you resistance.”
“Definitely, but we have her. I have her immobilized right now. She broke Zabini’s knee and flipped him onto a table, not before throat throttling Macnair. The girl is a piece of work. She has a bad mouth too.” Draco stuck a hand in his pocket gesturing with the other as he spoke.
“Yes, well, she will be broken of her bad habits.” His father smirked and twitched excitedly. “I want to see her.” Draco nodded towards the car. His father followed as he turned to walk to the vehicle. Draco got to the car and before Ravyn knew it, he grabbed her arm and drug her out forcefully.
Lucius looked at her and he eyed her almost admiringly. She was after all Voldemorts heir. “You’re going to be a perfect addition to our little circle.” He ran a finger down her cheek and Ravyn jerked her face away.
“Never” She replied coldly.
“We shall see.” He quirked an eyebrow playfully. Draco threw her back in the car and looked at his father.
“Maybe I should take her” Lucius eyed her enthusiastically.
Draco shut the door, cutting off his father’s view. “Not a chance” he chuckled slightly in humor. “She’s my prize to deliver.”
Lucius narrowed his eyes slightly, agitated. “Well, he is taking no precautions. All the others are working on the enchantments and spells. Not that they would ever find it. He really is not taking the chance of them getting to her. So, I’ll be back in the hour to get you. I am going to take Greyback and Macnair back with me. So, we can have the enchantments done on her cell by the time you get there with her.” Draco nodded.
“Macnair, Greyback” He opened the car door. They looked at him. Macnair leaning over Greyback slightly to see him. “Go back with my father to help him.” They got out quickly following Lucius. They were gone without a backward glance.
Draco got back into the car shutting the door. He pushed her to sit in the seat across from him. She did thankfully the floor was very cramped. She was a tall girl. With a whisper and flick of his wand. Draco had bound her wrists together. The glasses are still in place, hiding the artic blue eyes. She remembered them till this day. He was a lasting impressions man. His eyes surprisingly were more memorable than the blonde hair, or pale perfect skin. She remembered watching them change different shades with his moods while she was at Hogwarts.
Draco leaned forward with a smirk, the Malfoy smirk he was so famous for. “If you wanted to see them all you had to do was say so” Then he took off the sunglasses. He looked at her still smirking the classic single eyebrow waggle now joined it. Ok Adonis was a more appropriate description. She narrowed her eyes and closed off her thoughts. He was reading them. He had obviously mastered his Legilimans. She turned her gaze away in a very snobby manner. She could feel him trying to see. “Aw you going to take away my fun?” He pouted playfully. She rolled her eyes. He leaned back and laughed. “I’ll have my fun soon enough.” He replaced his sunglasses.
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True to his word Lucius appeared within the hour. Draco got out and pulled Ravyn out after him. Lucius held a book. She assumed was a portkey. Lucius looked at his watch. “One minute” Blaise touched the book Lucius held out. Ravyn jerked away in a feeble attempt. She knew once they got her there, nobody would ever find her. It scared her to be surrounded by these dark creatures all alone. She wouldn’t show it though.
Draco jerked her and her bound hands landed on his chest as she almost lost her balance and Draco held her up and steadied her with his body. He touched her wrists, and the binds were gone. He twisted her around, so her back was to his chest. His mouth by her ear, she could feel his hot breath and his arms around her waist. The heat of his body radiating into her. She gave a slight shiver as his hands ran down her arms to make her hands grab the book along with his.
“No!” She jerked her hands away. Twisting and fighting him.
“Easy now precious” He purred into her hair. “Now be good.” His grip on her hands tightened. Ravyn jerked around more. Before she felt a painful jab in her neck. Draco had taken his wand to her throat. “Put your hands on the book” He led them back to the book as he spoke. His grip on her tightened as almost instantly they were sucked away. The land before her swirled and was gone in an instant.
Draco landed with the agility of a cat, still holding Ravyn to him. Lucius took the book and threw it into a fireplace that was in the lavish room. All high-end, upper-class taste dripped from the walls. She looked around, taking it all in. It must be Lucius’ living quarters. “Come Draco, I’ll take you to your quarters, take her with you. She can stay with you while I go and tell him she has arrived. Blaise you’ll be coming with me.” He turned to Zabini. Blaise nodded, and Lucius opened the door. It was immaculate, dark, and perfect for them. The candles and torches light the hallways, tons of stairs. She could see it was meant to be a maze. So even if you did get away, you would never find your way out. It was like a labyrinth.
Ravyn was drug by her arm. She knew with all the jerking Draco had done there was going to be bruises of his fingerprints for awhile. It was sickeningly perfect, the setup. She knew she would never get out of here without help. She knew how hard the Order had tried to protect her. She had let them down and been stupid. Something she tried so hard to not be. The only way out would be to join or die. She had to fight, that’s all she had left was her will to survive.
They arrived at a door and Draco entered, taking her with him. Lucius watched him shut the door. She looked around and it screamed Malfoy. It was all black and green. His bed covered in cool black satin sheets and green satin draped around the four posts. A fireplace across from it and next to it a doorway that led to a common area or study, a large oak desk and prestigious antiques littered the room, another fireplace there as well. The other side of the fireplace there was a door to an overly large bathroom, edged with black marble.
“You must be high up in the chain of bottom feeders if you get accommodations like this. Guess your daddy has taught you well.” She looked around. Draco shoved her onto the couch across from the desk. He leaned back on the desk and looked at her.
“You know your mouth was always your most unattractive quality.” He smiled, taking off his sunglasses.
“Especially for you I would expect” She smirked in return. His gaze snapped to hers and glowered at her. He flicked his wand towards him while still holding her gaze and she was jolted out of the chair and slammed into his chest. He smiled as he tapped her wrists and grabbed her left wrist, she sucked in a breath. The pain returned quickly. He kept her gaze as he raised her arm slowly rubbing his thumb over it. She took a deep breath and tried to hit him with her free hand, but he grabbed it mid swing and held it behind her back with his free hand. Then lowered his lips to her right forearm. His eyes danced with mirth as she bit her lip, her brows furrowed in pain. He kissed over the area where her mark would go. Her arm trembled in his grasp, as she gave a rigid shudder. She was strong he would give her that. His smile quirked at the edges making it more sinister as he bit the flesh of the area. She threatened to fall as she whimpered. He held her tighter against him as her arm tried to break free from its hold behind her back. The pain coursing through her veins, throbbing into her head as she fought against being weak in front of him. He held her body to his as his teeth let go and she took a deep inhale of relief. He let go of the arm he held behind her. He slipped his jacket off his shoulder and switched his grip to the other hand slipping it off the other shoulder and off. He twisted her so her back was against his chest and took her free arm again wrapping it with his free arm around her waist. He leaned his head down next to hers as he pulled up his shirt sleeve on the arm that now held her left arm. Her eyes widened as his mark appeared. It had her gaze transfixed.
“This is what you were born with, Dumbledore removed it. It never goes away though.” Draco pushed aside the hair on her neck, his lips grazing the skin on her shoulder as he spoke giving her goose bumps. “It’s deep in your skin still, and for you your blood.” His lips now grazing her neck as he spoke. He saw her gaze still on his arm. He smirked as he saw her fingers twitch under his where he held her arm around her waist.
She was intoxicated with him. He was evil, dark, devious, cunning, and absolutely sexy. Still to this day he was like expensive wine, it got better with age, and more prestigious and expensive as it got older. She wanted to touch it. The mark, she was curious. She couldn’t help it. She hated him, but he did have information she wanted about certain things. She knew Dumbledore under labored ways removed her mark. She knew it was deep in her skin, in her blood she would forever be marked. Her feline curiosity itched to be scratched though. She wanted to know. Suddenly his arm around her waist let her arm go. Before she could question the action, his words halted her.
“Go ahead” the whisper touched her ear. “I know you want too” She reached out her hand hesitantly as Draco watched transfixed. Her wanting to explore something dark on him. Something forbidden to her till now. It was seductive the way her fingers caressed the skin around it. That she wanted to know about something of his that was dark willingly. Her finger ran over it and Draco sucked in a breath. It burned. It only did that when he summoned them and touched it. Draco smirked, his eyes twinkling. No matter what Dumbledore tried, the dark power still ran in her veins.
“Does it burn when I touch it” Her voice no more than a whisper, hand tense and pulled up off from touching it.
“Yes, that only happens when he touches it or summons us. It’s only proof of your parentage. His hand ran over hers turning it aligning their arms. He ran his fingers over where her mark should be. Her breath hitched.
“Why does it burn when you touch my arm? When any of you do?” she asked panting lightly.
“Because of the spells and enchantments Dumbledore used to remove your mark.” He nuzzled her hair. “He removed most of it. It is still seeded deep in your skin, in your veins. The magic now turned it into something like Potters scar, it alerts you. It’s a branding you can’t remove even though he tried. Watch” Draco turned his arm over and placed his mark on her forearm. She screamed and her knees buckled. Draco held her up.
“See he has turned it against you.” He held her arm to his as she cried out.
“NO!” She ripped her arm away and twisted away from him. He pulled her back quickly face to face this time. He looked at her enraged eyes then held up her arm, there was a red blotchy burn where it had touched her. He looked at it and sneered. She was panting. “You can’t change your blood, precious.”
A knock sounded at his door. He looked at her.
“What?”
“He wants to see her” Greybacks voice said through the door. Draco watched as the flicker of fear crossed her eyes. He pulled her along and opened the door. He pushed her ahead of him and Greyback ahead of her his wand pressed into her back and she lurched forward and began to walk. She looked at her arm as she walked along the passages. She stopped getting a hard jab in the spine from Malfoys wand.
“You better walk” He jabbed her against made her back twitch.
“Or what?” She snarled, turning towards him.
“Walk or I carry you” He took a step towards her. She didn’t even flinch.
“I’m not budging a step.” She folded her arms.
“Suit yourself” He quirked an eyebrow at her as he hoisted her up and threw her over his shoulder. She kicked and screamed, and it only made Draco and Greyback laugh.
“You slimy snake put me down.” She pounded his back.
“You had the option to walk. You gave it up. Now shut up.”