Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. This will
be right after book four in the series.
Homecoming
Angel Malfoy sat primly in the carriage that was taking her back to the place she called home. Being a Malfoy meant being the best, and for the past seven years she had done everything the best she could. A shadow speaker for her Lord and Master Voldemort, she reported back to him immediately if there was anything that he felt was important. While she carried the Malfoy name with pride, she looked nothing like the rest of her family; her hair was black and her eyes gray green. The only thing that she could ever think of as marking her as a true Malfoy, was the fact that she lived in Malfoy Manor when she was able to, and her black hair held silver streaks.
"Miss Malfoy, we will be arriving home soon. Will you need any assistance getting into the house?" The voice of the manservant who had been selected to help her up and down stairs when she lacked the strength to do so.
"I doubt it." Angel said voice distant as she looked out the carriage window towards the dark spot that was home. "But just in case, do be ready to help."
"Yes Miss." The manservant bowed his head to the other occupant in the carriage.
As the carriage pulled to a stop in front of the Manor, Angel noted that many of the lights were on, no doubt mother and father were having dinner, perhaps even her brother had been permitted to join them this time. A special occasion when the eldest Malfoy child returned from journeying abroad, therefore why shouldn't Draco be permitted to join the family. "Home." Angel murmured.
A house elf scurried to place a box near the carriage door so the occupants could exit easily. Glancing back towards the house, the unfortunate creature noticed that only Lucius had come to greet the visitor.
Angel stepped out of the carriage quietly and then walked towards the manor, her dark hair floating around her face, and the simple gold walking stick ready to aid her if her steps should falter. "Father." She greeted politely as she noticed Lucius, dipping a small curtsey, she approached her father and smiled slightly, "it has been two years, I'm sorry I wasn't here."
"You're later then we expected, we were hoping you would be home for dinner." Lucius paused, both of them letting the coldness slip from their voices. "An owl arrived this morning, from Hogwarts. It's for you; I do hope you choose to stay here. There is so much that Narcissa and I wish to talk about with you."
"I know papa, I know. I haven't been very hungry at all these past few days. I'll speak with you and mother after I've unpacked a bit and settled back in." Angel looked down at the ground quietly, "I have news for you, some good some bad."
A low growl emerged from Lucius' throat, "I hope you aren't about to tell us that you're pregnant and about to run off and get married."
"Nothing of the sort. Shall we go in and greet mother and Draco before I go upstairs." Angel let her cold and distant voice float back before banishing it completely, "two years since I saw her, three since I last saw him."
"Of course we can go see the rest of the family. Your mother was getting quite anxious, and Draco didn't know you were arriving today." Lucius kissed his daughter on the forehead briefly before escorting her inside.
"Lucius? Who arrived dear?" Narcissa's soft voice came floating out of the dining room.
"Our Angel arrived just now, and she has missed us greatly." Lucius replied, leading the way into the dining room where Narcissa had hastily stood to greet her daughter, "Draco where are your manners, aren't you happy that your sister is home."
"Ecstatic." Draco replied sarcastically, "She's been gone for two whole years and doesn't even bother to write me, or send me gifts." Draco looked over at Angel, "so what dragged you back home this time?"
Embracing her mother gently, Angel took off her traveling cloak and handed it to the house elf that was waiting patiently for the garment. "If anything Draco, I wanted to see you, and my task is finished for the meantime. Lord Voldemort was most pleased with the information I sent him." Angel paused, "and I heard that an owl arrived this morning, I'm guessing it is possible that I may be teaching at Hogwarts. Dumbledore the senile ingrate must have finally noticed that I may be useful after all."
Narcissa pouted and Draco choked on the water he was drinking.
"You What?" Draco asked once he finally stopped choking.
Homecoming
Angel Malfoy sat primly in the carriage that was taking her back to the place she called home. Being a Malfoy meant being the best, and for the past seven years she had done everything the best she could. A shadow speaker for her Lord and Master Voldemort, she reported back to him immediately if there was anything that he felt was important. While she carried the Malfoy name with pride, she looked nothing like the rest of her family; her hair was black and her eyes gray green. The only thing that she could ever think of as marking her as a true Malfoy, was the fact that she lived in Malfoy Manor when she was able to, and her black hair held silver streaks.
"Miss Malfoy, we will be arriving home soon. Will you need any assistance getting into the house?" The voice of the manservant who had been selected to help her up and down stairs when she lacked the strength to do so.
"I doubt it." Angel said voice distant as she looked out the carriage window towards the dark spot that was home. "But just in case, do be ready to help."
"Yes Miss." The manservant bowed his head to the other occupant in the carriage.
As the carriage pulled to a stop in front of the Manor, Angel noted that many of the lights were on, no doubt mother and father were having dinner, perhaps even her brother had been permitted to join them this time. A special occasion when the eldest Malfoy child returned from journeying abroad, therefore why shouldn't Draco be permitted to join the family. "Home." Angel murmured.
A house elf scurried to place a box near the carriage door so the occupants could exit easily. Glancing back towards the house, the unfortunate creature noticed that only Lucius had come to greet the visitor.
Angel stepped out of the carriage quietly and then walked towards the manor, her dark hair floating around her face, and the simple gold walking stick ready to aid her if her steps should falter. "Father." She greeted politely as she noticed Lucius, dipping a small curtsey, she approached her father and smiled slightly, "it has been two years, I'm sorry I wasn't here."
"You're later then we expected, we were hoping you would be home for dinner." Lucius paused, both of them letting the coldness slip from their voices. "An owl arrived this morning, from Hogwarts. It's for you; I do hope you choose to stay here. There is so much that Narcissa and I wish to talk about with you."
"I know papa, I know. I haven't been very hungry at all these past few days. I'll speak with you and mother after I've unpacked a bit and settled back in." Angel looked down at the ground quietly, "I have news for you, some good some bad."
A low growl emerged from Lucius' throat, "I hope you aren't about to tell us that you're pregnant and about to run off and get married."
"Nothing of the sort. Shall we go in and greet mother and Draco before I go upstairs." Angel let her cold and distant voice float back before banishing it completely, "two years since I saw her, three since I last saw him."
"Of course we can go see the rest of the family. Your mother was getting quite anxious, and Draco didn't know you were arriving today." Lucius kissed his daughter on the forehead briefly before escorting her inside.
"Lucius? Who arrived dear?" Narcissa's soft voice came floating out of the dining room.
"Our Angel arrived just now, and she has missed us greatly." Lucius replied, leading the way into the dining room where Narcissa had hastily stood to greet her daughter, "Draco where are your manners, aren't you happy that your sister is home."
"Ecstatic." Draco replied sarcastically, "She's been gone for two whole years and doesn't even bother to write me, or send me gifts." Draco looked over at Angel, "so what dragged you back home this time?"
Embracing her mother gently, Angel took off her traveling cloak and handed it to the house elf that was waiting patiently for the garment. "If anything Draco, I wanted to see you, and my task is finished for the meantime. Lord Voldemort was most pleased with the information I sent him." Angel paused, "and I heard that an owl arrived this morning, I'm guessing it is possible that I may be teaching at Hogwarts. Dumbledore the senile ingrate must have finally noticed that I may be useful after all."
Narcissa pouted and Draco choked on the water he was drinking.
"You What?" Draco asked once he finally stopped choking.