Crystal Power

Chapter 5: - Dreaming

"... It's really a shame that you'll not see her again isn't it?" Draco's voice mocked him. "Truth is Potter, she's not here. Search the place, and leave. Feel free to take Pansy when you go, she's driving me crazy."

"You're letting me go?" Harry replied stunned.

"Yes, you see I would kill you here and now but I haven't made you suffer enough yet."

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Vir left the window view and went to the door, she rattled the door knob. Locked, she bashed her fists against the solid wood. Draco had only told her that she'd be moved, not knocked unconsious and then trapped in a room alone. Her temper was flaring and she felt lost. She hurried back to the window and examined the view more carefully. The room was on the second floor, below was a large courtyard and Death Eaters. She fumbled with the latch on the window attempting to open it and escape. It wouldn't budge and when she threw a silver candlestick at it the glass it just bounced off.

"Argh," she screamed in frustration. Suddenly a house elf popped into the room with a goblet. It placed it on a small table. "Wait!" The elf stopped and looked at her terrified.

"Yes Miss," it said.

"What is that?" She pointed at the goblet.

"It's a sleeping potion Master Lucius made for you. Orders of the Lord."

"Well you can tell Master Lucius that he can stuff his potion and even if I were dying of thirst I would never drink anything he'd offered." Vir snarlled sending the house elf scuttering back. The house elf popped away and she sat on the chair watching the dancing flames of the fire. She heard heavy footsteps and then a key in the door. It clicked and then the flew open, Lucius Malfoy stood ominously.

"Why haven't you drunk that potion, girl?" His voice was quiet but intimidating.

"I will not drink anything you offer me," she snarled.

"It isn't poison, just something to allow you to rest."

"I'm not worried about it being poison it just may be veritaserum or a mind controlling concoction."

"Listen girl, you shall drink it even if I must force it down your miserable throat."

"Go ahead because I will not drink it volunterily." Lucius closed in on her and gripped her cheeks. Her mouth was forced open and he poured the liquid into her mouth. It trickled down her throat once he'd tipped her head back. He smiled statisfied once the liquid was safely away and let her go. She coughed and almost immediately collapsed in the chair. Mopheus had taken hold.

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Draco had finally rid himself of the delightful company of Harry Potter. He had reached his bedroom and was able to re-read those rules. He then made the decision to try out some of it's power on Potters fiancee. Harry had given him a peice of parchment to give to Vir, something he intended to do. He smiled and apperated to see her. He appeared in the courtyard and shuddered at the cold. Draco then rushed inside and met with his father.

"Where is she?" he asked the elder man after brief greetings.

"The royal suite, I presumed that was where you wished for her to reside."

"Yes, I have a plan. Miss Weasley is engaged to Potter and he's irrate. I'm going to have him kill her, we hide her somewhere and have him find her helpless. He see her tries to rescue her, we place the imperius curse on him and have him kill her. The pain would too much he'd expect us to kill him. We don't, he then lives half alive thinking his crime over in Azkaban."

"Ingenious, my Lord." Draco grinned.

"I'm going for a nap, I'll see you at dinner to discuss details."

"Very well." He smiled and nodded politely before retiring.

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"My Lord, I see you have found the girl of flames," Dominique stated.

"Who?" Draco was confused.

"The girl of flames, you have contacted her."

"Flames?" His brow furrowed and then it dawned on him. "Vir, you mean her flame coloured hair."

"Yes, Lord. You will have noticed that she is still too young. You must bring her to the henge of stones on the eve of her seventeenth and her wand will be bestowed on her."

"You mean she's almighty too?"

"Oh my Lord, she is as powerful as you are. Didn't you allow her to use your wand? That wouldn't have worked for just anyone, only the chosen."

"But she used a healing spell, does that mean my path has been selected."

"Oh, no. But there is no doubt of your path." Dominique began to fade away.

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