Sadie walks down the deserted road, pulling her cloak tighter to her
slender frame. The wind was harsh, the rain tempting to fall in
thunderstorm amounts, and lightening wished to ripple across the clouds and
onto the ground. Yet, Sadie was out, in the middle of nowhere it seemed, in
a desperate attempt to run away. At eleven years old she was rather
determined to escape the horrid conditions she was in. A broken family, a
grave with her mother's name on it, and a father that wasn't there half the
time and never explained any of the odd things that happened in Sadie's
life.
And, in Sadie's opinion, she was sick of it. She hated him for not caring; she hated him for the loss of her mother she never knew. Thus, she'd found her bag, taken her savings out of her room, packed all she decided was necessary, or to cherished to leave behind. Then, she grabbed her midnight blue cloak, found her white wolf fur coat, and hurried out the door after slipping on dragon skin boots. She pulled the hood over her head, closed the clasp, and held it tightly about her as she ran swiftly for a mile at least towards where she knew to be a large manor with a boy about her age. She'd met him once, as a young child, and had never seen him since. She was curious.
The boy had white blonde hair, and a fairly muscular frame, and was always saying how he hated muggles, and Muggle lovers. Sadie didn't quite understand. Though she'd heard Muggles, and Muggle lovers before, She didn't quite grasp the concept. Though, she knew, that her family and his had something in common, in more then the odd things that happened. For, as Sadie had found, her father could do magic. And so could the boy's family. Sadie was to shy to speak up and ask, but she was determined at heart to be able to one-day do magic better then her father. And then she could banish her father, and. well, after that she didn't quite know what to do.
After about a half hour with just the nasty wind, it began to rain, and the blonde hurried with more determination towards the manor. And another half hour, her cloak and clothes soaked through, she finally reached the door and knocked helplessly shivering.
And, to her surprise, a man opened the door with long blonde hair and grinned down at the fragile girl before him. She smiled weakly and he motioned her inside. "But, don't go anywhere after that. I can't have you getting all that water everywhere." he said with stern harshness.
"Yes Sir." she answered, looking around the manor in awe. It was Beautiful. Dark, but beautiful.
"What is your name?" asked the man.
"Sadie Evans, Sir." she answered, turning back to look at him. She rubbed her hands together. She wasn't exactly dressed properly for running around like she had. She wore a black skirt, and underneath the white wolf fur coat she had on a deep green tank top. Black ankle boots fit her small feet, her legs were spotted with droplets of water, and she pulled her cloak tighter around her, shivering.
"A relation to Lily Evans that married James Potter?"
"No, Sir. My father changed his name from Riddle to Evans. He didn't like his family much... I believe, Sir."
The man nodded, and called something that sounded like 'Rain' and an odd- looking elf type creature in a mangy tea-cozy scurried to him and bowed hastily.
"Yes master?" said the high-pitched... thing.
"Take Sadie's cloak, coat, and bag up to the spare bedroom between mine and Draco's, and find her some dry clothes to change into." he said, and the house elf hurriedly did what he was told, leaving Sadie shivering in her wet clothes on the wood floor, looking up to the man with white blonde hair patiently.
Sadie murmured softly to herself, "Draco. That was his name. Silly me, I couldn't even remember that."
"Why are you here?" asked the man.
Sadie turned her attention abruptly back to the man, hopefully. "I'm running... away." she said hesitantly." Sir." she added quickly.
The man eyed her skeptically. "Well then... once you change into the clothes Rain has brought you, then you may sit down and tell me the whole story." he said roughly, before Rain handed her the clothes, and the man pointed her towards the bathroom where she could change. And, sent Rain off to make tea.
And, within ten minutes later Sadie was sitting in a crisp white blouse, green plaid skirt, deep green jacket, and white socks on one of the black leather couches that appeared to be in one of the vast living rooms in the manor.
"Thank you Sir..." she managed to say, before her eyes went to the ground. She was vaguely aware of the blonde boy, Draco sitting next to her on the couch, lazily reading a book. And, what appeared to be his father, sitting across from them on a black leather chair.
"Don't mind it... Sadie. I would just like to know what made you choose to run away.. here." he said, or more so ordered her.
"Well, it is the closest manor to my home, and I remember meeting Draco once before. But, that was along time ago. When I was a little girl." she answered politely. "Sir." she added, mentally slapping herself.
"You still are a little girl." said the man, before getting up and pacing. "Why did you run away though?" he asked.
"Because my father is never home, Sir, and he isn't a good father. I think. And, well, he isn't very nice. Sir, and I decided I was better off someplace else, Sir." she answered politely, her eyes straying to Draco, who was, unexpectedly watching her carefully over the pages of his book. Even at eleven, she had the opinion that she 'liked the way he looked.'
"Sadie... I am Lucius Malfoy, this is my son Draco. You may stay here. Tonight, considering it is getting late. You may eat dinner with us if you so please, and you are welcome to stay. As long as you follow the following rules. First, you do not disturb me unless it is important. Rain or Jenos, the house elves, will get you anything you need or so desire. Second, don't touch anything that you don't know what it is, or if it is dangerous. And, Third, follow all the normal house rules I'm sure your father taught you. Understood? And, if you do, you may stay here as long as you desire." he said, grinning deviously. Obviously he had some master plan cooked up under that head of long ivory hair.
Sadie nodded. "Yes Sir. Thank you... so much.. you don't know what this means to me, really. I promise to be good, I do. And, I was wondering, if you knew what Hogwarts was?" she asked, shyly pulling out a letter, the seal unbroken, a Hogwarts letter, addressed to her. She was so unsure; she didn't know what to do.
Lucius turned his head toward Sadie, eyeing the letter, and then glanced to the letter on the table near Draco, already opened. "Yes. It is a wizarding school. Draco is going this following year. Have you opened your letter yet?" he asked plainly.
"No... I have not. Sir. I didn't want to risk opening it in the storm, I was afraid the letter might blow away. Sir." she answered.
"Well? Open it." he said, and Draco closed his book and watched Sadie, not saying a word.
"Yes, Sir." she said, breaking the seal, and taking out the letter, reading it to herself. She smiled brightly. "I always wondered why things moved when I wanted them too, and why my father got hurt badly when I said I hated him..." she murmured, looking up to Lucius.
"Oh, Sadie. There is something you should know. When you go to Hogwarts, there are four houses. Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor. You really should be in Slytherin; I think it would suit you well. And, Draco will most likely be in Slytherin also. I'm sure he'd be happy to have you in his house. It would give you someone that already knew you in your same house, year, and classes. " He said his words carefully, and meaningful. Draco was already going to be in Slytherin. Draco even grinned when his father said it. He was proud to be in Slytherin, or would be...
"That sounds good to me, sir. And, if I may." she yawned. "Sorry. If I may, be excused to bed, I'm rather sleepy Sir. I didn't get much sleep," she said, hopefully.
Lucius nodded. "Draco, if you will show her to her room. You two should get to know each other before dinner, since it is in a half hour. And then if you wish Sadie you may come back down, or I will send Rain up to bring you some food. Draco, you are also granted that choice, tonight. Though, tomorrow, it will be expected for both of you to join the family for breakfast, and dinner. "
Draco got up, placing his book next to his opened letter and running a hand through his hair before stepping towards the door of the living room. Sadie followed, with a "Thank you, sir." and kept following Draco through the door, past the study, through the main hall, and up the main staircase, and then to the left and down the many halls before he led her to a green colored room that had silver accents here and there. "I always liked this room. " said Draco as he opened the door and showed Sadie in.
((And right there I'm done for now.))
And, in Sadie's opinion, she was sick of it. She hated him for not caring; she hated him for the loss of her mother she never knew. Thus, she'd found her bag, taken her savings out of her room, packed all she decided was necessary, or to cherished to leave behind. Then, she grabbed her midnight blue cloak, found her white wolf fur coat, and hurried out the door after slipping on dragon skin boots. She pulled the hood over her head, closed the clasp, and held it tightly about her as she ran swiftly for a mile at least towards where she knew to be a large manor with a boy about her age. She'd met him once, as a young child, and had never seen him since. She was curious.
The boy had white blonde hair, and a fairly muscular frame, and was always saying how he hated muggles, and Muggle lovers. Sadie didn't quite understand. Though she'd heard Muggles, and Muggle lovers before, She didn't quite grasp the concept. Though, she knew, that her family and his had something in common, in more then the odd things that happened. For, as Sadie had found, her father could do magic. And so could the boy's family. Sadie was to shy to speak up and ask, but she was determined at heart to be able to one-day do magic better then her father. And then she could banish her father, and. well, after that she didn't quite know what to do.
After about a half hour with just the nasty wind, it began to rain, and the blonde hurried with more determination towards the manor. And another half hour, her cloak and clothes soaked through, she finally reached the door and knocked helplessly shivering.
And, to her surprise, a man opened the door with long blonde hair and grinned down at the fragile girl before him. She smiled weakly and he motioned her inside. "But, don't go anywhere after that. I can't have you getting all that water everywhere." he said with stern harshness.
"Yes Sir." she answered, looking around the manor in awe. It was Beautiful. Dark, but beautiful.
"What is your name?" asked the man.
"Sadie Evans, Sir." she answered, turning back to look at him. She rubbed her hands together. She wasn't exactly dressed properly for running around like she had. She wore a black skirt, and underneath the white wolf fur coat she had on a deep green tank top. Black ankle boots fit her small feet, her legs were spotted with droplets of water, and she pulled her cloak tighter around her, shivering.
"A relation to Lily Evans that married James Potter?"
"No, Sir. My father changed his name from Riddle to Evans. He didn't like his family much... I believe, Sir."
The man nodded, and called something that sounded like 'Rain' and an odd- looking elf type creature in a mangy tea-cozy scurried to him and bowed hastily.
"Yes master?" said the high-pitched... thing.
"Take Sadie's cloak, coat, and bag up to the spare bedroom between mine and Draco's, and find her some dry clothes to change into." he said, and the house elf hurriedly did what he was told, leaving Sadie shivering in her wet clothes on the wood floor, looking up to the man with white blonde hair patiently.
Sadie murmured softly to herself, "Draco. That was his name. Silly me, I couldn't even remember that."
"Why are you here?" asked the man.
Sadie turned her attention abruptly back to the man, hopefully. "I'm running... away." she said hesitantly." Sir." she added quickly.
The man eyed her skeptically. "Well then... once you change into the clothes Rain has brought you, then you may sit down and tell me the whole story." he said roughly, before Rain handed her the clothes, and the man pointed her towards the bathroom where she could change. And, sent Rain off to make tea.
And, within ten minutes later Sadie was sitting in a crisp white blouse, green plaid skirt, deep green jacket, and white socks on one of the black leather couches that appeared to be in one of the vast living rooms in the manor.
"Thank you Sir..." she managed to say, before her eyes went to the ground. She was vaguely aware of the blonde boy, Draco sitting next to her on the couch, lazily reading a book. And, what appeared to be his father, sitting across from them on a black leather chair.
"Don't mind it... Sadie. I would just like to know what made you choose to run away.. here." he said, or more so ordered her.
"Well, it is the closest manor to my home, and I remember meeting Draco once before. But, that was along time ago. When I was a little girl." she answered politely. "Sir." she added, mentally slapping herself.
"You still are a little girl." said the man, before getting up and pacing. "Why did you run away though?" he asked.
"Because my father is never home, Sir, and he isn't a good father. I think. And, well, he isn't very nice. Sir, and I decided I was better off someplace else, Sir." she answered politely, her eyes straying to Draco, who was, unexpectedly watching her carefully over the pages of his book. Even at eleven, she had the opinion that she 'liked the way he looked.'
"Sadie... I am Lucius Malfoy, this is my son Draco. You may stay here. Tonight, considering it is getting late. You may eat dinner with us if you so please, and you are welcome to stay. As long as you follow the following rules. First, you do not disturb me unless it is important. Rain or Jenos, the house elves, will get you anything you need or so desire. Second, don't touch anything that you don't know what it is, or if it is dangerous. And, Third, follow all the normal house rules I'm sure your father taught you. Understood? And, if you do, you may stay here as long as you desire." he said, grinning deviously. Obviously he had some master plan cooked up under that head of long ivory hair.
Sadie nodded. "Yes Sir. Thank you... so much.. you don't know what this means to me, really. I promise to be good, I do. And, I was wondering, if you knew what Hogwarts was?" she asked, shyly pulling out a letter, the seal unbroken, a Hogwarts letter, addressed to her. She was so unsure; she didn't know what to do.
Lucius turned his head toward Sadie, eyeing the letter, and then glanced to the letter on the table near Draco, already opened. "Yes. It is a wizarding school. Draco is going this following year. Have you opened your letter yet?" he asked plainly.
"No... I have not. Sir. I didn't want to risk opening it in the storm, I was afraid the letter might blow away. Sir." she answered.
"Well? Open it." he said, and Draco closed his book and watched Sadie, not saying a word.
"Yes, Sir." she said, breaking the seal, and taking out the letter, reading it to herself. She smiled brightly. "I always wondered why things moved when I wanted them too, and why my father got hurt badly when I said I hated him..." she murmured, looking up to Lucius.
"Oh, Sadie. There is something you should know. When you go to Hogwarts, there are four houses. Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor. You really should be in Slytherin; I think it would suit you well. And, Draco will most likely be in Slytherin also. I'm sure he'd be happy to have you in his house. It would give you someone that already knew you in your same house, year, and classes. " He said his words carefully, and meaningful. Draco was already going to be in Slytherin. Draco even grinned when his father said it. He was proud to be in Slytherin, or would be...
"That sounds good to me, sir. And, if I may." she yawned. "Sorry. If I may, be excused to bed, I'm rather sleepy Sir. I didn't get much sleep," she said, hopefully.
Lucius nodded. "Draco, if you will show her to her room. You two should get to know each other before dinner, since it is in a half hour. And then if you wish Sadie you may come back down, or I will send Rain up to bring you some food. Draco, you are also granted that choice, tonight. Though, tomorrow, it will be expected for both of you to join the family for breakfast, and dinner. "
Draco got up, placing his book next to his opened letter and running a hand through his hair before stepping towards the door of the living room. Sadie followed, with a "Thank you, sir." and kept following Draco through the door, past the study, through the main hall, and up the main staircase, and then to the left and down the many halls before he led her to a green colored room that had silver accents here and there. "I always liked this room. " said Draco as he opened the door and showed Sadie in.
((And right there I'm done for now.))