The dark witch's almost black eyes never left Percy, watching him like a cat, ready to pounce. A haunting smile spread across the porcelain white skin as she willingly pushed her whole arm out of one of the holes in the cage as far as the spikes would allow her. During their entire exchange, the prisoner remained quiet, keeping her haunting smile, never leaving her sight from Percy's eyes until her wand became visible to her.

It was strange to watch, the dark witch, known for having little to no love for anything or anyone, even those who knew her from school years, always commented on her utter indifference toward everyone with the exception of her brother and wand. And seeing her wand again, felt like seeing part of her soul, just out of reach.

When Percy spoke the vow, he got her attention back, the pale hand twitched so violently that Percy would feel a surprisingly strong grip, one might think the dark witch would break their hold. While Nerissa's nostrils flared and her gaze burned so harshly, the Aurors around Percy and her, instinctively began to raise their wand, but then the other woman stretched her lips with pure distaste into a thin line.

[color=#e25041]"I will,"[/color] she hissed between clenched teeth and the magical band pulsed brighter.

The Auror placed the two wands, placing the tips again against their clutched hands, letting Percy speak the second condition. Hearing the second condition spoken, Nerissa snorted and gave Percy a raised eyebrow indirectly asking him, [i]"really?"[/i].
But after a second, she spoke. [color=#e25041]"I will"[/color].

And yet again, the magical band pulsed bright once more.

Then the third time happened and it was clear the dark witch was getting tired of all these conditions bound to her soul, but nevertheless, she agreed.

Nerissa held on tightly to Percy as she never left her dark eyes on his. [color=#e25041]"Should my life be snuffed out beyond the confines of our binding vows, your demise will follow swiftly in its wake?"[/color] This was Nerissa's best bet to make sure she was completely safe, and that no trial would sentence her to death. It would make sure no friend of Percy or ministry officials would accidentally let loose a killing curse in her direction after Percy had completed his mission. No, they would have to protect her even if they didn't want to lose "one of the good guys". Not to mention, Percy's death by the British Ministry would no doubt cause a public outcry for a hero in the eyes of the public. Of course, Nerissa had no idea who Percy was, but it was her only chance to get her revenge.

And a fourth and final time, the magical band pulsed brightly, before disappearing completely. Despite disappearing completely, Nerissa could feel an invisible tether connected to this man... That was for sure something she had to get used to.

As Nerissa let go, a wide wicked yet honied smile spread across her lips. Because what this really was... was Percy doing a devil's pact with an imprisoned Death Eater. A pact with Satan him-... or herself.

[@MightyHorus][@Algarus]