BRINGER OF LIGHT
Thoughts of a Broken Heart
>> DRACOS' POV>>
I can't believe this. What that bitch is making us do. How could she? Father would not have wanted this. When the ministry officials first came to the manor door we thought they would be taking us in for questioning in regards to Fathers' activity in with the Dark Lord.
Mother, Bella, Octavian and I answered the door together fully robed in fine silk expecting to attend a public trial. However the three ministry officials just handed over a green envelope and left.
Bella broke down at the sight of the envelope babbling about how she would get revenge. The rest of us not understanding what it meant opened it and read the dreaded contents.
Octavian, surprisingly calm, Carried Bella to her rooms before entering his. He did not come out of his rooms for three days which was only to check on how mother was. Bella however only came out of her rooms after the sixth days. She spook a grand total of ten words; "Have they caught the fucking son-of-a-bitch who killed him yet?" After getting a "No" for answer she returned to her rooms.
A single tear slid down mothers paler than usual face before she composed her features and announced lunch would be severed at eleven and a tray of food would appear where ever we where.
As soon as I heard the news I was in shock. I didn't know what to do. Father always handled everything. I found my way into fathers' office and looked myself in. A pulled his best bottle of fire whisky off the shelf and got completely drunk.
Ten days later this was how Uncle Severus found us. Mother doing house work, Octavian drunk and flipping trough photo albums, me drunk in fathers' office crying myself horse and Bella in a pool of her own blood cutting absently into her legs and arms with daggers Father gave her when she started her sixth level training with the vampires.
After sobering, healing and talking us out of our self induce states of self hatred and denial he brought us down into the sitting room. He confirmed our deepest fears; The Dark Lord had found out father was a spy and decided the no Malfoy was to be trusted.
Mother, now out of her denial, asked Uncle Sev to look after us while she made arrangements. As soon as she left we all knew what those arrangements would be. Octavian was the first to leave the room to go and pack.
I was next, followed closely by Bella. After we all packed the three of us went into Fathers' office and took five items that had sentimental value to each of us. After that we went into his private library and took the books from the subjects he taught us in. For Bella it was weapons and potions, for Octavian it was transfiguration and charms and for me it was dark arts and dark defence.
And that's why the three of us are standing in the entrance hall, knowing full well we might never see our manor again, with five trunks each and Uncle Severus studying each of us like a delicate piece of art.
That is why Bella and Octavian are still not talking and I am clutching the dragon pendent my father gave me for a welcome home gift. All of us have no option now but to wait for Mother to get back from talking with Professor Dumbledore.