Chapter 14: Worrying Malfoy!

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"Hello, Mrs. Weasley," I said, deliberately mocking. "I see you are a bit early."

Anger was flowing in waves from her, with feathers sprouting from her body. "Where is my sister, you bastard!" she shouted, turning her wand to me.

I utilized the full extent of my occlumency ability to reflect an expression of shock on my face. "What do you mean?" I asked.

My ploy must have worked, because most of the anger drained from her face, leaving shock behind. "You don't know where my sister is?" she said, with a defeated tone.

"No, but I know no children were taken from the party-" I started, then changed my tone completely.

"Yaxley!" I shouted, interrupting my earlier statement.

Fleur looked at me uncomprehendingly, trying to understand what I meant. "Yaxley was a part of the group, but he disappeared for a while during the attack."

"And it's a badly kept secret that he has some terrible habits, but he has enough pull with the ministry to keep those suppressed."

The infliction I used when I used the word habit left no doubt about what I mentioned.

"No, no, no…" Fleur started shouting in panic. "Where is that bastard, I will kill him. Gaby!"

"Stop," I shouted, silencing her. "Time is the essence. You will sit here, do nothing, while I go check whether my guess is correct. If so, I will come back here, with Gabrielle with me. Understood!"

In the last part, I deliberately held the Elder Wand and flared my magic, knowing it increased the impact of my presence several folds. She nodded, suddenly smaller.

The rest of my plan worked ridiculously easily. I sneaked into Yaxley's home.

Luckily, he was alone in the study, busy with some documents, so he didn't notice as I sneaked behind him and smashed his head with a chair.

I smashed it several times to make sure he was dead, filled a glass with his blood, and walked away, only apparating after I was reasonably away from his house. There was no need to leave magical traces when not needed.

I apparated to Gabrielle's cell, sprinkled some of Yaxley's blood over her clothes, vanished the rest of the blood.

Then, I grabbed her, and apparated to the meeting place with Fleur. She turned towards the source of crack, and saw her sister in my arms.

"Gaby!" she shouted. "Is she okay?"

"She is just stunned," I said, and she reached her wand. "Stop, don't enervate her until you are back your home, or even better, take her directly to France."

"Why?" she asked, surprised by my vehemence.

"I just killed Yaxley," I said. "And the last thing any of us need is a child to know the link between us." I could easily see the question in her eyes, though she had the decency not to ask.

I answered nevertheless.

"You should care, because a Death Eater was just killed in his home, and the whole government will be looking for the responsible."

"Currently, no one knows your sister's presence there. Yaxley isn't stupid enough to tell anyone else that he had kidnapped someone without authorization, especially a child."

She stayed silent for almost a minute, caressing the hair of her sister. "Why did you help me?" she asked.

I was impressed, I thought she was going to ask me why I killed him. It was nice to see she wasn't a hardcore groupie of Dumbledore's forgiveness train.

"I helped, because there are barriers that shouldn't be crossed. Targeting children is the most important of these rules, especially the deplorable way Yaxley planned to do." I acted like I was in deep thoughts, then added.

"Go to France with your sister. We can always handle our appointment tomorrow. Be here tomorrow at 10 P.M."

With that, I turned and walked inside, acting like I didn't hear her whispering her thanks.

Another step of my plan was complete.

With Fleur's visit pushed back one day, I wanted to visit one of my other targets to initiate my plans, but I didn't have time for it.

Everything was balanced on the edge of the blade after the ministry takeover, even though the resistance had been destroyed almost completely.

Neither Dumbledore's supporters nor ministry loyalists were able to put up a resistance for more than a few hours.

The order of fried chicken had effectively disbanded with the death of Moody, and it all took the death of Scrimgeour for the Ministry to fold completely.

It just took Voldemort to walk inside the building, and none of them dared to touch their wands, yet alone attack him.

With all those changes going on, I need to be around to make sure none of them were about to bite me in the ass.

More importantly, I needed to make sure Yaxley's death wasn't connected to me or Delacours in any form.

Last thing I wanted to lose Fleur, or more importantly my own head, in a strike of revenge.

With a sigh, I apparated to the ministry, already dreading the boredom of politicking.

Still, it wasn't all bad, because at the aftermath, Narcissa was there, conveniently placed for my attention.

She would probably be sleeping, but it didn't matter much, I could always wake her up. After all, nothing was off limits for her precious son…

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It was past midnight when I arrived back home, so naturally, I was quite surprised to see Narcissa, usually pretty careful about her sleep time, still sitting in the living room.

"Hi, mom," I said. "What are you doing up to this hour?"

"I was worried about you," she answered, anger clear in her tone. "You were absent for the day, nothing but a flimsy note to say you are okay."

Normally, I would reprimand her for daring to raise her voice to me, but the worry was in her tone was palpable. It was a point a soft touch would be more beneficial.

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