MALFOY LEARNS TO TALK
As Lucius made his way home from Gordric's hollow he took back muggle ways. He couldn't afford to get caught. This wasn't going as well as it should have been. He should have been rewarded this night, and instead his master was gone. Aww finally home.
"Cissa, Cissa come fast." he shouted as loud as he could. She would have to heal that before they came and make no mistake Lucius they would be coming. As he heard his wife's footsteps he knew Draco his little Dragon was with her.
"What happened? Did it not go as plan?"
"Give me Draco I need you to heal this before the Ministry gets here. I'll explain what happened why you do that." Narcissa Malfoy was about to argue when Lu started talking to Draco. "Son I don't know if I failed you I hope I haven't that mud blood sacrificed herself for Potter and our Dark Lord is gone. Hopefully not forever and daddy might5 be in trouble with the law. If I am you be a good boy for mommy and be brave and strong for this family." She listened to him talking knowing it was only in front of them he was ever like this. With the dark lord gone it would be fewer than ever he was like this with Draco. She knew soon her little dragon would be scared of his dad. Her musings were interrupted by her son.
"Udoods…..otter……urt?" He asked in all series to his father. Daddy was never upset and yet his daddy was crying. That meant that the udood and otter urt him. No one urt his daddy cept him!
"Lu did he just say…" her question was cut off when her son looked at her and said in his best grown up voice. "Daddy urt by those udoods and otter. They pay fer it yup ma they will."
She knew at that moment her son and husband were everything to her without one she wouldn't be allowed to live. She was forever grateful for this time when both were still with her. Her musings this time were not interrupted by her little dragon or her Slytherin husband but the front door being blasted open. Luckily Lucius had changed before calling her. He could find a way out of this. He just had to. He was after all a Slytherin to take after.
"Uck you weave my daddy awong." with that the occupants of Malfoy Manor looked at the year old child in disbelief. He had just cussed at the ministry. Words he had heard from Bella often enough. This wasn't good.