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Spoiler: All five books.
Prologue
It can be said that all things had a beginning; in our case, it all began with a letter.
Dear Ms. Octavia Malfoy:
In light of recent events involving your brother, Mr. Lucius Malfoy,
we at the Ministry of Magic feel it is best for you to assume
temporary
guardianship of their son Draco Malfoy. You shall find the necessary
documents owled to you by no later than tomorrow morning.
The young Mr. Malfoy is currently a fifth year at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore,
has been informed of this arrangement and requested your
attendance for tea on Friday 21, June. Our understanding is that the
young Mr. Malfoy shall also be present. We welcome any additional
questions you may have.
Cornelius Oswald Fudge,
Minister of Magic,
Order of Merlin, First Class
June 19, 1996
"So, brother dear has finally slipped up." Said a voice that bore an uncanny resemblance to Lucius Malfoy's.
The speaker was standing in front of a large fireplace. Every now and then, the merrily burning fire would crackle, lending the otherwise gloomy room some cheerfulness.
"Mis-mistress is speaking to Wa-wanky?" a house-elf stood up from beside the fireplace, trembling.
"Don't be silly. It does not suit you, but then what does?" smiled the woman mirthlessly. "My family has trained you too well."
Spoiler: All five books.
Prologue
It can be said that all things had a beginning; in our case, it all began with a letter.
Dear Ms. Octavia Malfoy:
In light of recent events involving your brother, Mr. Lucius Malfoy,
we at the Ministry of Magic feel it is best for you to assume
temporary
guardianship of their son Draco Malfoy. You shall find the necessary
documents owled to you by no later than tomorrow morning.
The young Mr. Malfoy is currently a fifth year at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore,
has been informed of this arrangement and requested your
attendance for tea on Friday 21, June. Our understanding is that the
young Mr. Malfoy shall also be present. We welcome any additional
questions you may have.
Cornelius Oswald Fudge,
Minister of Magic,
Order of Merlin, First Class
June 19, 1996
"So, brother dear has finally slipped up." Said a voice that bore an uncanny resemblance to Lucius Malfoy's.
The speaker was standing in front of a large fireplace. Every now and then, the merrily burning fire would crackle, lending the otherwise gloomy room some cheerfulness.
"Mis-mistress is speaking to Wa-wanky?" a house-elf stood up from beside the fireplace, trembling.
"Don't be silly. It does not suit you, but then what does?" smiled the woman mirthlessly. "My family has trained you too well."