Prologue
...Decisions... How people hate
them...how people make decisions easy, sometimes even too
easy...decisions...sometimes a person just can not get around
it...decisions must be made everyday, concerning important things...and
less important things...decisions...sometimes a person can not make
the decision and gets torn between choices...torn between
friends...torn between people that they love...decisions... people
emotionally break having to make a decision...make a choice...how far
will someone go in order to defer the decision? What will a person
do, torn between two people they dearly love?...
Chapter
one Dreams
"Harry?" she called over the
grounds, her long soft pink silk dress billowing behind her as she
quickly followed Harry...or so she thought. "Harry...c'mon...its
freezing out here, lets go back inside..." she said squinting her
eyes to see, it was really dark outside. After waiting for a minute
she decided to go back to the castle. She turned around to leave, her
long blonde wavy hair bouncing up and down as she slowly walked back,
wondering what Harry was up to. Suddenly everything went pitch black
around her. Her eyes widened in shock as she noticed there was
nothing more than darkness around her. She looked down at her dress,
feeling a sudden wave of unease wash over her she quickly looked back
up...right into a pair of deep red eyes. She gasped for air as she
felt a spidery hand firmly grasp her wrist. She had walked straight
into his trap...
"you!" she managed to force out of her,
trying not to show the immense fear. Without saying a word a man in a
black cloak, with a hood over his head, threw her onto the ground,
making her face the one who could take away the person she was
eternally bound to...the love of her life. A sly 'smile' played
on Voldemorts mouth as he looked at the girl laying helplessly on the
ground before him. He knew she and Potter had a special
connection...Potter would instantly feel it if she would be in
immense pain. Without even thinking another second Voldemort raised
his wand.
"Crucio" he hissed coldly. The girl felt like a
million knifes were cutting every inch of her body and after a few
seconds she was in convulsions.
"finite"
The girl
lay on the ground, her gown spread all over the ground and her hair
hung in her face.
its not real pain...nothing is touching
me...its all about nerves sending signals to my brain, all I have to
do is just cut of that signal...
"that should do it"
Voldemort said softly.
"do what?" she whispered. Suddenly
it hit her; he wanted Harry...Harry would know in how much pain she
had been, he'll come after her...in a matter of minutes! A tear
streamed down her cheek...this was all so unfair.
"miss
LaCoste?" Claire woke up, her secretary shaking her.
"I'm
awake...I'm awake" she quickly said lifting her head from the
desk. A few strains of her long wavy blonde hair hung in front of her
face and her tight pink t-shirt was a bit creased. She looked up at
her secretary.
"miss...you have to be in court in 15
minutes-for the McGray case" Realization dawned on Claire's face
and her big baby like turquoise eyes grew wide.
"oh my god!"
she exclaimed looking down at her clothes; she was wearing NoLIta
jeans and a tight pink t-shirt. "I-I have to change!" she walked
to the other end of her big office and started undressing as quick as
she could. Her secretary handed her the clothes she was supposed the
wear in court. She quickly fixed her so it fell gracefully over her
shoulders and grabbed all the papers she needed for this
case.
"thanks for waking me, Jen" Claire told her
secretary smiling before quickly leaving the office.
She
let out a soft sigh feeling the cool summer air against her hot skin
after the case she had handled in court. She continued to walk down
the street when suddenly a wave of unease washed over her. She came
to a stop and looked around, it felt like cold fingers were sliding
up her spine.
"Clairelle..." she heard whispered on the
soft summer breeze. She turned around trying to find who was there,
but all she saw were muggles, hastily making their way past her. She
looked around one more time, but she saw no-one. The cold sensation
had disappeared again and she continued on her walk.
"I
need a break" she muttered to herself slightly shaking her
head.
"Claire!" Upon hearing her name Claire whirled
around, only to see a girl with ginger red hair quickly walking
towards her.
Ginny!" Claire said giving the red head a
hug.
"looking sharp!" Ginny said letting out a low whistle
upon seeing Claire's black skirt and high heels. "did you just
come from court?" Claire nodded slowly, biting her lower lip.
"had
a bad day?" Ginny asked as they continues walking down the
street.
"yeah...kind of"
"you need some fun!
Hermione told me she hadn't seen you in a few weeks"
"yeah,
I know...I've been really busy with a few cases and I just...I 'm
just being a workaholic I guess" Claire answered laughing.
"and
you miss Harry really bad" Ginny added wisely. Claire looked at
Ginny from the corner of her eye, a sly smile appearing on her face.
Harry was in Italy, for the quidditch world cup. He was seeker of the
UK team and he would be returning tomorrow.
"ok...of course
I miss him...but I think it was rather good for him to be gone 6
weeks, we cant be together every minute of every day" Ginny nodded
in understanding.
"you are coming tomorrow evening, aren't
you?" Ginny asked smiling. She was talking about dinner at the
burrow tomorrow evening.
"Of course! I cant wait to see
everyone again" Claire answered smiling happily.
After
having coffee with Ginny, Claire went back to her apartment to chance
for dinner with her parents. Claire was part of the well known and
respected LaCoste family; her father had been minister for magic and
was now head of LaCoste enterprises. He was rather keen on keeping
the family pure, and therefore made a complete contrast with her
mother. Her mother was much more easy going and wanted all of her
children to be happy, no matter who they married. The LaCoste family
was one of the few pure blood family's left, though to most people
that wasn't something one can measure a wizard by anymore.
Claire
took one last look in the mirror, she was wearing dark denim low rise
jeans, a black strapless top and elegant black stiletto's. She
smiled satisfied seeing her reflection. She took her black silky
cloak and dissaparated, only to aparate in front of the LaCoste manor
a mere second later.
"Good evening, young mistress" Adam,
one of many butlers said opening the door.
"good evening,
Adam" Claire answered smiling, giving Adam her black cloak.
"
The family is waiting for you in the dinning room, miss"
"thank
you, Adam" she answered walking through the big hall. She had been
thinking about her conversation with Ginny; Ginny had already been
talking about a wedding date...for her...and Harry. Maybe I
should've told Harry no...maybe I'm not ready for all that, I'm
only 20!
"Claire!" Claire looked over her shoulder
and saw her younger sister Faye walking down the stairs, her long
dark brown her bouncing up and down in her pony tail.
"hey
Faye" Claire said giving her sister a hug.
"I've been
waiting for you! I'm starving!' Faye said grinning as they walked
into the dinningroom.
"hello, Claire, darling" their
mother, Evantia, said getting up and hugging Claire. Their mother was
really pretty; she had dark blonde hair, green eyes and a nice
figure. "I missed you"
"Hello father" Claire said
softly, giving her father a peck on the cheek. Her father was a real
authoritative person, and everywhere he went he had this air of
smooth casual arrogance, making people look up to him and respect
him. This is why so many people had wanted him as minister for
magic.
"good evening, sweetheart" her father answered
curtly, though a little smile was playing on his lips seeing his
eldest daughter stand in front of him. The fact was that he was
really proud of her; she had been to muggle law school and had her
degree in no time, now she worked as one of the leading lawyers in a
big and famous law firm while studying to be healer. Claire caught
the little twinkle in his eyes and smiled happily as she sat down at
the big table.
"Where are Brian and Charlie?" Claire asked
curiously. Brian and Charlie were her older brothers. Brian worked as
a auror and Charlie was working at the ministry(he was planning to
become the youngest minister for magic ever).
"oh you know
them, they're always late" Evantia said smiling. And indeed 15
minutes later both Brian and Charlie came walking in.
"sorry
we're late but- Claire!" Brain said surprised. "I didn't know
you were coming for dinner" he said giving Claire a hug.
"of
course you knew! I told you" Evantia said indignantly.
"hmm...yeah
I think I recall something like that..." Charlie said
frowing.
"honestly...I don't know how you guys got such
high grades at school..." Faye muttered sniggering.
"
In order to exist there has to be a world as evil as this one is
good, Romulus, it all has to do with the balance of the universe. But
surely you knew this, isn't that correct, Romulus?" A cold voice
cut through the evening air.
"tell me, Romulus, did you
know?!" the cold voice asked again. "of course you didn't"
the voice sneered. "now let us see how this portal will
open..."
Claire gasped and sat up straight in bed, she
was covered in cold sweat and felt a coldness come over her. She
quickly turned the light on and got out of bed to drink something.
After a glass of water she got back into bed and fell asleep again, a
dreamless sleep this
time.
"Draco,
darling, you do realize that you don't have much time anymore..."
Narcissa Malfoy told her son Draco a little worried.
"I
know, mother" Draco answered taking a sip of his red wine. "I'm
not too fond about the idea of being disinherited, so don't worry"
Draco thought back on the talk he had had with his grandfather, right
after his father had been killed in the war.
"I have a
few conditions in order for you to inherit the family fortune, boy"
his grandfather told him smirking.
"what might those be,
grandfather?" Draco asked with forced calmness. The stupid old bat
was always making things difficult for him...typical.
"marry
a decent pure blood girl, one I'd approve off" his grandfather
answered coldly. Draco was stunned. What kind of stupid condition was
that?! He thought about the girls he knew... "and I will not
approve one of your flings, like that Isabel Zabini girl" No
shit?!
"of course, grandfather" Draco answered through
gritted teeth. Narcissa was eyeing him nervously, afraid that Draco
might lose his temper.
"I expect you to have a decent wife
before your 22nd birthday-"Draco made a loud snort but his
grandfather pretended he hadn't heard it. "and mind your steps,
boy! I shall see through your little charades." With that his
grandfather, Cicero Black, turned around and walked out of the room,
his cloak billowing behind him.
"ridiculous" Draco
muttered fiercely to his mother.
"Draco!' his mother said
disapprovingly. "c'mon, sweetheart, you wait here, I still have
some business with your grandfather" Draco sat down on a black
leather couch while thoughts raced through his mind. Someone his
grandfather would approve of?! The old toad wouldn't approve
anyone!...one of his 'flings'?! He felt his temper rising making
him sigh in frustration. He ran a hand through his blonde silky hair
and started pacing around the room out of pure frustration. How was
he going to find someone that would be acceptable for both him and
his grandfather...
"So...you already have someone?"
his mother asked curiously, making him snap out of his
thoughts.
"yes...of course" he lied.
"really?"
his mother asked surprised. 'well...when will we meet her?"
"soon,
mother, don't worry." Draco answered. His mother smiled happily
at his answer and continued on her dinner.
"
In order to exist there has to be a world as evil as this one is
good, Romulus, it all has to do with the balance of the universe. But
surely you knew this, isn't that correct, Romulus?" A cold voice
cut through the evening air.
"tell me, Romulus, did you
know?!" the cold voice asked again. "of course you didn't"
the voice sneered. "now let us see how this portal will
open..."
"you'll never get me through that portal!"
another voice said fiercely. It was the voice of a rather young man,
bound by invisible ropes.
"Oh...I will, Romulus...I will"
the man with the cold voice said walking towards a wall on which some
sign was drawn with white chalk. The cold voiced man had a long gray
beard and piercing dark eyes, which were roaming over the wall. "now
let us see...in exactly five minutes this portal will open, all I
have to do-"he stopped talking and took out his wand. "Namarina!"
he said with a clear voice pointing his wand on the sign on the wall.
"Desmin...Conjunctra" he continued in the utmost concentration.
"amarina...delmontania!" The sign on the wall started glowing in
a pale white light making the man who was held back by invisible
ropes frown. "there's no hope now, Romulus, all of your allies
are gone, you're all alone!" The wizard with the gray beard
sneered. The tension was at a climax now and Romulus, still bound by
invisible ropes, felt his anger rise.
"Not alone!' another
voice cut through the air, a man with blonde hair similar to Draco's
stepped out of the shadows with a smirk on his face. "the party's
over...Grindewald!"
"Ah!" Draco Malfoy gasped
sitting up straight in his bed. He was breather very fast and his
silky blonde hair was sticking to his forehead; he was covered in
cold sweat. After a few seconds his breathing steadied and a smirk
appeared on his face.
"Clairelle..." he
whispered.
Claire
looked at herself one more time before ringing the bell of the
burrow, she was wearing her low rise jeans and a tight fitting soft
pink top with little pink roses on it and her pink ballerina shoes.
Claire!' Hermione exclaimed opening the large front door of
the burrow.
"Hermione!" Claire said giving Hermione a hug.
"ah, I've missed you"
"I missed you too, you
workaholic" Hermione said laughing leading her into the living
room. A smile appeared on Claire's face seeing everyone again; The
twins were talking to Bill, Percy and Charlie, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley
were in the kitchen, Ron was playing with little Tommie, his son.
Hermione and Ron had hopelessly fallen in love with each other at
Hogwarts and still were, Hermione had given birth to Tommie 2 years
ago, after their rather early marriage. Claire looked to her right
and saw Harry and Ginny talking together in a corner at the other end
of the big living room.
"Harry!" she almost screamed
seeing him again. Harry looked up, she immediately saw that special
twinkle in his eyes as he looked at her. They ran towards each other
laughing. Claire's long blonde curly hair bouncing up and down and
a few tears leaving her eyes soared through the air as they ran
towards each other.
"Claire!" Harry said smiling lifting
her up into the air hugging her waist. "oh god! I missed you so
much!" He put her down to her feet again as she smiled happily. He
pulled her against him stroking a lock of hair form her face as his
nose touched hers.
"Harry...you're back...finally..."
she whispered as another tear made its way down her cheek. He whipped
the tear away with his thumb and smiled.
"don't cry,
sweetheart..." he whispered back. "please don't" He whispered
before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. He playfully parted
her lips with his tongue as she ran her hands through his soft black
hair.
"you knew I love what you're wearing right
now...didn't you?' he asked, his voice muffled against her lips.
She smiled her mouth still against his lips.
"of course I
did"
"god...I missed you so much" he said as he stroked
her cheek softly as he kissed her again.
"wow..." Claire
whispered as they parted.
"I'd been saving that for 6
weeks..." he said smiling mischievously. He let his hands travel
down her back and hips.
"Harry...'she said as a warning.
"were not alone..." she smiled and gave him a little kiss in the
neck.
"I don't care that were not alone...I want you here
and now" he whispered giving her little butterfly kisses in her
neck.
"ah!, go get a room!" someone to their right howled.
Claire turned her head to her right grinning, already knowing who'd
be there; Ron. "little Tommie is in the room too, you know" he
add3d a an afterthought.
"Ron" Claire said laughing as she
let go of Harry to greet one of her best friends.
"I'm
glad you're here, darling, I was afraid you might have another case
and couldn't make it" He said hugging her tightly.
"oh,
Ron...I wouldn't miss this for the world" Claire answered softly
burying her face in his chest.
"auntie Cair!" she suddenly
heard from the ground. She let go of Ron and looked down seeing
little Tommie stand there waiting for her to hug him.
"Tommie!"
Claire said softly, kneeling down and taking the little two year old
in her arms. At that moment Mrs. Weasley announced dinner was ready
and everyone made their way towards the table.
