The Promise of Forever

ChibixCupid

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter. If I did, I wouldn't need a job. Ever. All the characters, settings, and places all belong to J.K. Rowling. Aside from my OC Lisette Moreaux and her family. And later on, Kitty and Ruby.

French Words in this chapter:

Père- Father/dad, you get the idea Pronounced: Pear

Mon coeur- My heart Pronounced: m-ON Cur

Chapter 1

Anticipation

"Say Draco, there's just a few more days before school starts. Are you nervous?" a girl with long black hair asked, sitting next to him in the back porch of her house like they did every Friday as their mothers spent their time inside talking about their grown-up topics and drank tea. The room overlooked a vast plain of grass in several shades of green with various types of trees and shrubs. Aside from the wall that connected it to the rest of the expansive house, it was all boxed in with glass walls to give it a more open feel and charmed to keep it warm so they could be out there year round. It was the pair's favorite place to be in Lisette's house, especially at sunset when the picturesque background would be enhanced with the oranges and pinks that painted the sky as the daytime came to an end. Draco looked to her and rolled his eyes to see Lisette walking back to the wicker love seat with another book clenched in her manicured hands and had proceeded to read it as she plopped down beside him with the unusual grace not many eleven year olds had. Aside from himself, books were the only other friends this little bookworm had. Lisette was a timid girl who grew up surrounded by too many books and not enough people. She was socially awkward when it came to large groups and came across as a snob or antisocial in most first impressions due to her avoidance of people. Even though they were so different, they somehow complimented each other in a way they seemed to belong together. They were both convinced their mums had been plotting wedding plans for them since they were five years old.

"Not really, I can't wait to start Hogwarts, it's boring having nothing to do. What about you Lisette? Has your father given up on Beauxbaton's yet?" he inquired. Lisette sadly shook her head, her jet black hair shined beautifully in the fading sunlight and closed the book, setting it to the side. Her parents had been relentlessly arguing all summer over which school she would go to. Her mum had wanted her to go to school where her family had traditionally always gone to school, but her father wanted her to study at Beauxbaton's, an environment liberated of boys. "School starts in three days, didn't you already get your school supplies?" Draco asked.

"No, the final showdown's tonight when my dad gets back from his Alchemy Convention. I really want to go to Hogwarts. I've read about both schools and I love the classes at Hogwarts more, but my dad doesn't want to hear my opinion. It's really important to him, I understand that, but it's my education and I want to go to the school I choose." Lisette sighed. "Either way I'm going for last minute school supplies tomorrow if my mum didn't already silently overrule him and bought them for me. She does that sometimes." Draco laughed at that. Their families had been close friends since their parent's days in Hogwarts so he and Lisette have been friends since the age of three months.

"I bet she already has, your mum's pretty strong willed. She normally gets her way. I hope you go to Hogwarts. And if you do go to Hogwarts, you've got to be in Slytherin." he said, his trademark smug expression that Lisette loved was on his face. Her heart skipped a beat as she focused on the cover of the book she had intended on reading. She couldn't tell him the house she really wanted to be in was Ravenclaw, the same house her dad was in back when he was at Hogwarts. "I don't know why your dad's acting so unreasonable either. I mean you two are really close aren't you?" he asked.

"He's just overly protective. I'm his only daughter, his almost teenaged, only daughter. A Co-ed school means boys and dating, something he wants to avoid for as long as possible. That's why he's pushing Beauxbaton's." Lisette explained. Draco laughed as he imagined her honey blond father fainting with the news that she had a boyfriend and after he woke up, pleading with Lisette to break up with the sap. Lisette, however saw a different image. It was that of her father threatening to hex the first boy that would dare ask out his one and only precious daughter on a date. The sad thing is, she knew he'd do it too. Time seemed to pass too quickly as the two prattled on about about random topics that came and went with the time. She sighed as she looked to the grandfather clock. "It's almost six, would you like to stay for dinner or will you leave with your mum?" she offered. Lisette hoped he would stay. She didn't have the courage to face her dad alone, but all Draco did was shake his head.

"No, you should do this on your own. I'm not going to be there to hold your hand forever you know. You can tell me about it later." Draco declined. She was a little disappointed, but understood what he meant and only nodded. Draco got up and started walking into her house, heading toward her living room to his mother. Lisette followed scooping up her book before heading into the house.

Narcissa was in the living room, chatting with Lisette's mum over a cup of tea. They were laughing about something as they entered. His mum looked to the clock to see it was almost six and set down her empty tea cup. She smiled at the children and rose from her seat.

"It's been fun Ophelia, but I think Draco and I will head home now. I hope to see you again soon." she said politely. Ophelia nodded, snapping for a house elf to clear the tray and tea away. "Come Draco." Narcissa called, her son leaving with her. He turned and looked back at her with a smile. Lisette smiled back at her only friend and hoped everything would go well at dinner tonight.

"Père," Lisette spoke, breaking the silence that nomally loomed at dinner. She didn't meet his gaze from across the table but sat poking at the piece of duck meat she wasn't fond of on her mother's informal china. The family dining room was smaller than the formal one, a smaller table that seated six rather than twenty was used, putting them at a closer proximity to each other. The walls were also painted in a pastel peach color for a warmer feel, with the expansive Moreaux family tree tapestry filling the entire wall behind her parents that was blemished with only two scorch marks.

"Yes mon coeur?" he responded in his doting tone. Her stomach churned nervously, feeling guilty that he used that nickname. She wasn't great at confrontation. In fact, she normally ran from it. She looked up at her father, he was looking at her with concern. Her mother had stopped eating too, focused on her daughter who didn't normally say anything while eating. Lisette swallowed, a lump growing in her throat. She would give anything to have Draco here for support.

"I-I want to go to Hogwarts for school." she stated, her voice betrayed her by cracking mid-sentence. "With Draco." she added. Just bringing up his name comforted her a little, but did not comfort her father in the least. Her dad sighed, put down his fork, propped up his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Her mum on the other hand, took another bite of her food with a smug, triumphant smile playing on her petite red lips that seemed read 'checkmate'. Her head did not move, but her eyes shifted to take in her husband's reaction and await a response.

"Lissy, this is a very important decision. Which school you go to affects your whole future, this has to be reasoned cautiously. You can't go to Hogwarts just because a friend or a whim. Think of your future, your education, you have to weigh things out. Which school is best for you, not what's best for Draco." he lectured. Her mum's eyes switched over to Lisette, wondering how she was going to counter her father's words.

"I've been thinking about it since I've turned ten. Almost every day in fact." she retorted. Her father rose his eyebrows in curiosity and shock that she's been thinking about if for so long. " I understand what you're saying, but it's my future and my education. I believe I should have some say in where I go. So what if Draco's also going to Hogwarts? Isn't it nice to know you'll at least have one friend there? I've thought about it a lot and I looked into both schools and I think Hogwarts is a better choice for me and me alone. Besides, it's closer to home. Doesn't that count for anything?" Lisette reasoned. Her father was speechless at the logical thinking his eleven year old daughter used to explain her selection.

"Well Xavier?" her mum inquired at her mute husband, her pleasantly smug smile still hung on her lips as he look toward his wife in defeat. He bit his lip, chewing on it for a moment and turned back to his daughter with a wary, forced smile.

"Fine, you can go to Hogwarts mon coeur. On one condition." he clarified, "Your studies come first, boys and/or friends are second." Lisette smiled and took another bite of duck too overjoyed to care about the lack of fondness she had for meat. "I guess I'll have to take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow." he mulled, going into thought.

"Actually," her mother said matter-of-factly, interrupting his thoughts, "I took the liberty of buying her school supplies last week. I knew it was just a matter of time before you gave in. So the only thing she needs is a wand. I can take her to Ollivander's tomorrow for the simple task." Both looked to the woman with her raven hair swept into a neat bun with shock. Lisette was beaming at her mother looking so insightful and confident, wishing she could have inherited more than just her hair. Xavier found it best not to question her and continue on with his supper along with his daughter. Lisette couldn't wait to tell Draco the good news.

-End-

I'm sorry it's so short! This is my first story I've posted, I'll do better with the next chapter! Please feel free to review, comment, make suggestions, etc. If anyone spots any spelling/grammar mistakes, please alert me to them. I pride myself on my spelling/grammar and hate making such errors. I do support honest opinions, I will not feel insulted by anything you write. And I'm just using web translations for the small bits of French I use, so I will laugh if you throw a hissy fit over that due to the fact that I haven't had a French class in over 10 years and it technically wasn't even a class... (I'm 18 btw.) Thanks for reading!