Chapter 232: The Hissing Dreams and Darcie’s Potioneering!
A great night of torment had followed the day of Dobby's birthday celebration, for there was no hiding the house-elf's new garb.
Red as it was, it had stuck out like a bloody vein in Lucius and Narcissa's eyes.
A thunderous beating welcomed Dobby, and he and Darcie both had seen it coming hours before.
Even after Darcie's calm explanation that Dobby was forced to wear the cover, and not given, it had done little to abate her father's temper. The only thing they had managed to do was to keep Daphne's name out of it.
Lucius had then punished Darcie by confining her up in the Cut-Velvet chamber on the 1st floor.
This chamber adjoined the Dining room and was built especially for guests for them to retire after having a sumptuous dinner with the family.
Marked by an exquisite four-poster bed, charming forget-me-not-colored walls, velvet and silk hangings, and a hearth, its windows gazed north at Malfoys' lands and the two distant sister lakes.
Any other person would have loved to spend their nights in this chamber. Not Darcie.
She hated it, for books were forbidden to enter this chamber.
Darcie and trouble, these words were scarcely uttered together in the Malfoy Manor. One could count such times on the fingers of a single hand, but when it had happened, this was her punishment.
Three entire days without books, newspaper, and a stroll out in the meadows and stumpries. The most horrific times of Darcie's little life.