She had to be, she was unregistered (braclets were put on them) and her father paid good money keep it that way, her real name was Azadeh. They kept a close eye on her, if she were discovered, the Death Eaters would take her. It had been dark times since the man Harry Potter lost to Voldemort, she was sad to hear it. She had met Harry once, he was very nice...even though she was a half-blood. Her father was a Shaman, an American Indian Shaman..rare and dangerous to Voldemort. He didn't like Shamans, they had unusual abilties that he didn't possess and he had recently taken action to try and have them all killed, but with no success. Her father would always say, "it is because the spirits always warn us...that is the problem with the white man, they no longer listen to their ancestors."
They had managed to be smuggled to England, since most of the hunting was done in America. Yes, even America was affected by this, but it didn't matter now...it seemed muggles everywhere were in danger, the females registered for possible 'purchasing', since the war had killed a majority of witches and wizards, muggle-borns had to no choice but to be bethrothed and if they couldn't be found, attractive muggle women were taken to have half-breeds, but if the child didn't have magical ability, they would be dropped off at muggle's doorstep or given to an orphanage, often with the mothers begging not to take their children.
They had borders, the muggle border and the wizarding border, no longer invisible to muggles...it was so they'd be warned. If a muggle was caught in the wizarding area without a wizard escort, they would be persecuted. Her father had managed to become good friends with wizards who did not agree with Voldemort and hoped that someday, they could revolt once their numbers increased, with help from the Shaman's abilities. Her father had manage to accomplish his full seven totems which were; the owl, the wolf, the moutain lion, the spider, the buck, the bear, and the hawk. All powerful animals and he was respected by many Shaman and wizards, the ability to used the animals in battle and help people was a unique gift and one Death Eaters feared. His daughter, Azadeh was born with a star birthmark by her left ear, one that signified she was a Seer and he knew there was no way he could or would register her, so they paid to have the birth certificate say she was a 'boy'. Since she was a 'Seer' and started to show some Shamanic potential, her father feared for her life, or worse, she would be sold to the highest bidder, a girl such as herself, would be worth a least $200,000..and that was the starting bid.
Today though was her birthday, she was eighteen now, but her father had told her to be cautious while she was out. It was true, she had told him about her dreams of being taken...she had accumulated this gift that passed down from her great, great grandmother, which her father didn't have, but sad that she did, for fear it would make her too much of a target if her ability were to show in public by accident. But she didn't care, right now she was out and about, having fun and listening to a muggle music box called an 'ipod'. She was dancing around, dressed as a boy of course, her hair up under a cabby hat and covering her face. If anyone were to truly look, they would notice how incredibly beautiful she was...for a boy, plus her small frame could gave her away, but her father would just joke that she was the 'runt' of the family when they were in public.
Soon it was becoming dusk and all muggles had a curfew.. Azadeh looked at her watch, "crap..it's like 6 o'clock." She turned around and noticed that she was a little out of the area...the border, she was just a little past the border, and even a little past the border was not wise. "I came too far again, dammit!" she mumbled, and made a brisk walk back...but someone grabbed her hand...a leather clad one. Slowly she turned around with her eyes shut tight and her breathing rapid, 'shit..shit...SHIT!' Azadeh opened them to find a tall blonde man with grey eyes staring down at her. "Oh, I'm so sorry...I just realized I was just past the border, I was listening to music and wasn't paying attention to where I was going...it's my birthday..," she was trying to do a low husky voice.
"Indeed, you should be punished for your absent mindedness...BUT...," Lucius was NOT fooled, his keen eyes and reptilian like intelligence noticed quite a bit about this 'boy'. Small frame, dainty hands...even the way 'he' walked was a little too feminine...an unregistered type of feminine that Lucius had become familiar with. People hiding their girls so they couldn't be sold..sitll, he was going to have a little fun. He had no need to wear the Death Eater mask, everyone knew who he was and there was great pride in it...but there had always been for him.
"But?" her voice was shaking, making it hard to keep up the low tone.
"It is indeed your birthday, you say? I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let it slide this time, but be weary of your surroundings next time...," he purred.
"Uhh, yes...thank you very much, sir," Azadeh sighed in relief, grabbing her high neck shirt that partly covered her birthmark. 'That was too close for comfort..and he was Death Eater!' she thought, she had seen the insignia on his cloak and who could miss the black cane with silver snake head, she knew his name...and his reputation for being ruthless...more so now that his own wife was dead, thanks to Hermione Granger, who was unfortunately captured later. So why did he let her go...? Suddenly she heard a voice call, 'expellirumus!' and her hat flew off, her long black hair falling down past her shoulders, and she jumped about a foot off the ground, her hand clapped over her mouth to stop the girl-like scream that was coming out. She turned around and saw Lucius grinning.
He noticed her extreme beauty, her unusual features, pitch black hair, tan skin, big black eyes...and pouty lips...he really liked that very much. How long had it been since he'd had a woman like that? Azadeh had an idea of what he was thinking and bolted hard across the prairie grass, she heard heavy footsteps behind her, why didn't he just shoot spells at her but when she turned, she could see how fast he was gaining on her...'DAMMIT! Lucius loved this...he was an excellent shape and could easily catch up to her...
Azadeh decided to kick it into high gear, she decided to try and call her totem animal...she was fairly inexperienced but that that maybe it would work...it was the leapord, fast and could leap high. She quickly did the prayer..but nothing was happening, she'd done it before...why wasn't his spirit answering! Soon she felt the spirit in her and her legs became faster...Lucius was suprised by this, a sudden burst of speed? "No point in chasing you...STUPIFY!" He hit her square in the back and she felt hard on the ground, almost skidding. He realized...he cheated a little, but like he cared.
Lucius picked her up, she was incredibly beautiful, still her features looked familiar but he would consult the register, they had a way of telling what nationality someone was. He kicked the door open and demanded to see the register, the assistant quickly led him and he placed the girl on the table. "You FOUND this girl? She can't be more than twenty! Imagine...going this long without being registered, clever...her parents must have paid a fortune to keep her identity safe. Well, let's have a look..." He scanned with his wand..."OHO!"
"Well...WHAT IS IT, I don't have all day!" Lucius snarled.
"You were right, her features are unique. She's half american indian it looks like, AND.." He tilted her head to side, "she has a star birthmark...a symbol in their culture for a 'Seer'...and it is correct each and every time. She'll go for quite a price.."
Azadeh awoke slightly, her head jerked just a bit...she saw man with her ID card and heard him say 'reveal'...and then 'Azadeh Sixfeather'. "NO!" she screamed out, which startled Lucius and the examiner, she kicked him square in the head and grabbed her ID card. The examiner held his head...
"GUARD!" Lucius was quick to grab her shoulders. The guards came up and tried to grab her by her feet, Lucius was losing his patience and about to strike her with his walking stick. She grabbed one of the guard's heads and was choking him with his feet, Lucius started laughing at this...he just found it funny. He heard a growl...a true growl like that of a large cat and the examiner looked stunned...her eyes changed slightly to cat eyes...not a complete change, but enough to peak his interest. "NURSE! GET A POTION! GET THE NEEDLE! We won't be able to get her to drink it!" Immediately the nurse brought a needle out..it was a muggle invention, but they found that with Shamans, the 'stupify' wouldn't work for very long. The nurse looked sympathetically at the girl...she didn't agree with this, you could tell...
"NO! NO NEEDLES! I DON'T LIKE NEEDLES!" Azadeh screamed at the top of her lungs, but Lucius kept a good hold on her.
"DAMMIT MEN! Hold her down...If Lucius Malfoy can hold down one part by himself..!" The men strategically grabbed her legs as the nurse put the needle in her thigh, finally, after a few moments she calmed down and the examiner snatched her ID card away from her again. "GOOD LORD! I forget how their tempers can get...nasty, seems like it takes ten men just to take down one." Lucius smirked and let her go, she moved her head back and forth, no doubt trying shake off the potion's effects. "Yes...let's see..interesting. My she WILLfetch a good price indeed..look at her eyes." Lucius leaned in to see the cat like pupils. "She's being trained as a Shaman..."
"If she's a Shaman I wouldn't have caught her," he sneered.
"I said she's being trained. Yes...looks like her father or mother is, one or was one, half-blood looks like...I rarely see this..I'd say we would get a good million off her and I KNOW some wizards who would be willing to pay it...looking for a suitable bride and all."
"I will pay it," Lucius said flatly.
"Oh sir, as tempting as the offer is...I'm afraid she has to be registered and auctioned as any of the muggle-borns, half-breeds, or muggle women. Only a pure-blood would be able to walk off with you and no one would care. We could get more than a million.."
"I WANT THE GIRL."
"Sir, the law states we have to put her on auction first, Voldemort would have our heads if we didn't. You will have first bid, but that is all I can promise. Notify the other Death Eaters"
The next day she was dressed in a plain white dress and shoes and pulled onto the auction block, men whispered, the men in back wearing certain cloaks were clearly Death Eaters, one with his face half covered, and Lucius stood in back as well. Azadeh's heart was pounding in her chest as she looked at them.
The auctioneer spoke, "alright men, we have a lovely treat for you. This is a half-breed American Indian, eighteen, and not only that...a half-breed Shaman, with Seer abilities." Immediately the men whispered again. "And let's not forget, she's wearing white for a reason gentlemen...and look at the beauty, worth quite a bit." Azadeh shot him a deadly look while they whistled. Lucius watched her, she was getting nervous...the full impact of what was happening was hitting her. He knew she was about to do something. "We start the bid at $200,000 galleons..."
Immediately, the fans from the Death Eaters went up, especially one from the one known as 'the right hand of Voldemort', or 'the Chosen'. The other Death Eaters looked at him, he'd never taken an interest in an auction like this. Azadeh's feet were shifting, she had to do something, she was observing her 'handlers', sizing them up. Suddenly in the middle of the bid she lept up, pulling her knees up and putting her hands that were in the back, to the front, the men awed for a second...until she attacked her handlers. Kicking one in the groin and swinging her fists at the other.
The Death Eaters were cheering, all except the 'Chosen' and Lucius, they were watching her trying to get away, until she was stunned, "NOW, be still!" The handler continued to point his wand at her.
"Alright...a little fiesty," the auctioneer stated.
"DAMNED STRAIGHT!" one of the Death Eater exclaimed and the rest of them laughed. But again, the bidding continued and now it was down to 'the chosen' and Lucius.
"$900,000?...$900,000, $950,000?...$950,000...$1000,000? $1000,000...$1,500,000? $1,500,000...$1,500,000 going once, going twice...SOLD to Mr. Lucius Malfoy." Everyone clapped, except for 'the chosen'...he only sneered. The only woman he wanted and he couldn't get her...
Lucius only smiled smugly, "guess if you didn't spend all your money on other WOMEN and BOOZE, you would have been able to beat me." He only sneered back, it stung what he said because Lucius was right. Granted, he had his own money, but unfortunately, he wasted the rest he didn't save and it wasn't enough to beat Lucius's offer.
Lucius came up to the stand and they brought her down to him, he put his hand on her face and rubbed her cheek slightly...he would have betted his whole estate to obtain her, but he was glad he didn't have to just the same. He then took her to a table where they put a bracelet on her and put the registration in his name. The handler quickly went over the bracelet's function;
"Alright, girly. First, don't try to run away because Mr. Malfoy WILL be able to track you. Secondly, don't try attacking or using your magic against him because it prevents it, if you do, you'll grow weak, thirdly, it PROTECTS you from being claimed by anyone else, and fourthly, DON'T EVEN try to take it off, can't be done and there are only a few WIZARDS who can do it, and FINALLY, it restricts your magic abilities in general, you won't be able to apparate and things like that, got it?" Azadeh only stared at him. "Good day, Mr. Malfoy."
Lucius nodded and took Azadeh away, she was dragged slightly because his steps were wide. 'The chosen' watched them carefully...he was annoyed to say the least, he had to find a way to obtain her, there were loop holes, he would just have to look up some.
He stared at her all through the carriage ride, his hands on his walking stick, Azadeh only looked out the window. "Talk to me," he simply stated.
"What do you want me to say?" Azadeh said nuetrally.
"Tell me about yourself."
"What do want to know?"
"Like why you've remained a virgin for so long?" Lucius smiled when she tensed.
"Fine, like most men you want to start with the VULGAR questions first...if you remember, I kept myself hidden by pretending to be a boy. So, it didn't leave much room for romance."
"You're half Native and half...?"
"English, my mother was English."
"Was?"
"She died. I was raised by my grandmother and father."
"Looks like we are home," Lucius smiled. The servant opened the door and Lucius got out first, then he helped Azadeh out. A young man came forward who looked like Lucius, he eyed her and had a questioning look.
"This is Azadeh, I bid for her this morning..., this is my son, Draco."
Draco went to touch her face but she backed away, "is she for me, father?"
Lucius slapped his hand down, "NO. I have bought her as a companion for myself. You are young enough to find one on your own accord, and have enough money saved in your account to bid for one yourself."
"THERE aren't that many WITH THAT MUCH BEAUTY AS HER!" Draco spat, he felt his father was being very unfair.
"Be that as it may, she belongs to me," Lucius hissed through his teeth. "Now, let's show her her new home." They led her into the house, the floors were marble, they shined brightly, couches and loveseats that looked like they were never sat in, the chandelier that hung in the middle of the entrance way, shined also...nothing out of place. There was a large staircase that led to the second and third floors, it looked like an old mansion because they didn't make homes like this anymore...a home handed down from generation to generation.
"You should see our home in France," Draco bragged.
"Indeed. Do you know French?" Lucius asked Azadeh.
"No."
"You will have to learn it then, I will not have an ignorant companion. Now, I will show you to your room."
'Ignorant...you..blonde, gray-eyed, cruel, PYTHON!' she thought. He led her to a beautiful room, which was next to his. It was decorated in white linen and mahogany trimming around the fireplace, the four poster, and chairs...it was too frilly for her taste, but she doubted her taste mattered.
"There is already a dress laid out for you, and shoes. Dinner will be in two hours and I expect you down there by then," he shut the door.
Azadeh then collapsed on her knees, with her face in her hands, she cried...now it was over. She had lost everything, he family and her freedom, all because of her stupidity. Azadeh rocked herself, hoping there would be a way out, but she doubted it, he wouldn't let her go, he paid over one million galleons for her...he didn't look like the kind of man would let go of something he paid that kind of money for. Stlll, her father had to know by now what happened to her, through either gossip, news of some kind or just sensed it, like he always did about things.
She pulled herself together and put on the dress, wiping her tears as she went, knowing she had to be ready. Azadeh had heard of his cruelty, and she did not doubt it extended to the house as well. It was a nice dress, it went to the floor, it reminded her of something from the nineteenth century, but it was nice. High neck, with bell sleeves, embroidered burgandy leaves on burgundy fabric. Next were the shoes...high heeled boots...she had never worn high heels, EVER. Still, she eyed them with determination,it couldn't be THAT hard, she saw a lot of women wearing them...even run in them...so it obviously could be done.
"Okay," Azadeh sighed. She laced them up and at first she thought she was doing well, she was wobbly, but then tried walking faster...unfortunately, her feet caught on her dress and fell flat on her face. "Owe." She tried again and this time she fell sidways..."Owe." This was going to take a while.