criuscrouch:
A GRAND SHOW of ( regrettably, rather r o u g h l y ) dragging the blonde into a separate room of the Malfoy Manner would seem quite the anticlimax, as he sat Annette down in a chair and wandered to the other side. “ Well, ” he begun, idly running his hand over some elegant but old looking books tucked into a striking set of shelves. “Nice place, huh?? ” Crius hummed, observantly, turning to eye her over his shoulder. “ Soooo, you wanna’ stick with the whole ‘ DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ’ spiel, right?? ”
A sharp, panicked cry escaped as she was grabbed----one that she cut off quickly, lest it drive any of the people left in the room to reacting and getting hurt. Surprisingly, after leaving the dungeon, the grip on her arm lessened, and she was able to focus, take in the unsettlingly familiar surroundings before they entered the next room. She held her breath, waiting for the inevitable-----whatever was coming----but it didn’t happen. In fact, this Death Eater----they weren’t even looking at her. “I---” Her eyes snapped back to the figure across from her, and she swallowed, summoning all of her courage. “I’m NOT telling you anything----I----this is Malfoy Manor, isn’t it?” She breathed, stomach dropping. Did that mean Scorpius....?








