Preface
"She has nowhere else to go" Lucius heard his father snarl.
"That is not my problem" his mothers cold uncaring voice rung out.
"You could not be suggesting to leave her out on the streets Vivica" his father snarled
"Really now, because thats exactly what I'm saying Abraxas" Vivica Malfoy exclaimed calmly. Hearing a slam, Lucius Malfoy jumped startled. Even at 6 years old Lucius knew that it was not smart to anger his father, curiously Lucius peeked around the wall to see the source of the noise. His father had his mother pinned to the wall "Be very careful Vivica otherwise it might be you who ends upon the street." Abraxas whispered
"you are blinded by the love you feel for her mother Abraxas" his mother scolded
"and you my dear wife are blinded by your bitterness" he responded in a dead voice turning on his heel "i expect Cataleya's room to be in order by tomorrow night, the largest room in the North Wing i wish her to be comfortable, she is my daughter after all." Vivica sighed
"When are you gonna explain it to Lucius, Abraxas?" she wondered aloud
"who said I was ? Thats your job as his mother and my wife" abraxas snarled enraged stomping out the room. Vivica was left wondering who could ever love a man like Abraxas Malfoy.
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"Lucius i wish to speak with you." Vivica told her 6 year old son. Lucius dropped his toys and looked up at his mother.
"What is it mother?" he wondered pretending to have no clue at what she was about to say. His mother was a beautiful women she was tall and elegant. She had long flowing dirty blonde hair and eyes the color of coal. He saw his mother sigh deeply.
"i understand how hard this is going to be to understand my son, but please try." she plead he nodding his head obediantly his white blonde hair falling over his eyes. Vivica flicked the hair out of her sons face. "We are of pure blood Lucius as you know and to keep that blood pure you are to marry another of pure blood so your parents at 16 pick the person your going to marry, this is called an arranged marrige, and it is the way of our people, we do not marry for love but for blood. Although i do have many friends who fell in love after they had wed, that was not the case for your father and I, we were both in love with different people when we were forced to marry. Being that i was the women i ended things with my love, but your father him and Anastasia they were soul mates, there love was something straight out of the story books, he was inconsolable when your grandparents announced our engagement, so i allowed him to continue seeing her, my only rule was no children, But your father being who he was messed up and she fell pregnant and at the same time i fell pregnant with you Lucius. You have a sister Lucius, her name is Catalaya." Vivica stared into her sons face to see what emotion lay behind his icy eyes, but she saw none. "Catalaya." He whispered she nodded "Yes Anastasia is a spanish witch who transferred in her 2nd year." she explained "Anastasia left her daughter on the streets though Lucius, your father is insistent that we take her in, she'll be here tonight." she told her son as she stood up brushing off invisible lint from her dress. "Where is she now?" her sons voice rung out
"the ministry with your father." she answered before she swifty exited the room.
Clank... Clank... Clank... all eyes fell on Abraxas Malfoy, He was wearing a black tux his white blonde hair fell elegantly on his face but for once his eyes were bright. "Hello everyone! Thank you all for coming to welcome my beautiful daughter Catalaya Ophelia Malfoy into our family everyones eyes turned to the little girl who was attached to her father's leg she had curly blonde hair big brown eyes with flecks of stormy grey that matched her father's and brother's eyes,her skin had a slightly tanned look to it and her face though slightly softer resembled her father's in a way that was astounding. Clapping rung out around the room, Abraxas knelt down to his daughters height "this is your family now, our blood links us together my daughter,Forever pure." he whispered to her.
"siempre puro, mi familia" she mummered