~Prologue~

"So, Lucius, you've gotten yourself in an unholy mess this time. What are you going to do?" Narcissa Malfoy dried her face on the plush towel and left the spacious bathroom to move to the living area of their bedroom suite.

"I'll just say the Liang Chang was a wonderful person and-"

"Be serious Lucius!" Narcissa snapped. "What exactly are you going to do? That Cho girl has already found out by now."

"Well to tell you the truth Narcissa I don't exactly know what I'm doing." Lucius threw up his hands. His eyes were brimming with tears. "So just give me a night to think about it ok? The funeral is in three days! Give me time!"

And with that they stormed off to their separate bedrooms.

~Chapter One~

"Draco, I'm leaving tomorrow for a little trip. And-" Lucius looked to Narcissa. She returned his pleading glance with a stony glare and a nod. "And I want to know if you'll come with me."

"Why would you want me to come on some business trip of yours?" Draco sneered as he stirred his cold cereal. "It's the summer."

"You're going." Narcissa cut in. Her eyes and voice were hard, and her eyes shone like glass. "You won't ask any questions and you will dress nicely. There is a person you will meet there who is very important." Narcissa turned her gaze to Lucius. "Isn't that right, dear." She said the last word with a cold finality in her tone.

Lucius had some of his confidence back. "Absolutely We leave tomorrow at noon Draco. Pack up." And with that he strode out of the room, retreating to his lonely bedchamber.

~Chapter Two~

It was raining the day they left.

"Awful day for a picnic, isn't it?" The Muggle at the train station joked as the two bought their tickets. Neither were amused. Lucius was strangely silent for reasons Draco could not understand, but figured it was best not to ask.

The train left them off at a remote part of the country.

"We're using a black handkerchief as a portkey. Help me find it."

Other than purchasing the tickets, this was the most Lucius had said all day. Still, Draco helped find the black scrap of cloth, thought when they finally disappeared from the grassy hill, both of them were soaking wet.

However, in the case of Lucius, it helped hide the bitter tears.

A/N: For your reading pleasure, and because my chapters are too short to upload singally, I will include many at a time, lucky you. Now, as for that little box down there, if you click it, and write nice things, I will be happy. And we all want a happy writer, yes? Yes.