A.N.
First: I do not own Harry Potter and other characters; they belong to J.K.R..
Only Raven is my own... creation if I may say so, hehe.
Ok; well... To begin with... Hi there!
This is my first (serious) English fanfic starring my favorite character: Draco Malfoy and one of my favorite "creations": Raven Godefroid.
I must ask not to shoot me if I've made some serious mistakes (spelling, sentences...) and overlooked them. I do my best to speak/write English though I'm from Belgium and speak Dutch. To be honest... I don't yet know how this story will to turn out to be, but I hope you'll like it.
Please feel free to tell me how you would want this story to proceed, or whatever you have to say. It's always nice to know someone else's opinion!
Enjoy!
Love Cassandra
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
The soft tunes of the music filled the great entry hall. The lyrics seemed to evaporate because of the unusual high ceiling. But every person that came in through the great door could hear the sadness the lyrics contained. Everyone was dressed in black robes and wept as they entered the room at the end of the hall. It was there that death moved through the chamber and circled around one person that laid on pure satin sheets. It was a beautiful woman, she had long blonde hair and an aristocratic posture. She seemed so peaceful, one might think she was merely asleep. But when her husband touched her sealed lips, he knew the truth. He knew that there was only one power, strong enough to take away the warmth of her soul.
He bent down and planted a farewell kiss on her forehead. He tried not to burst out in tears but couldn't prevent one single tear to fall from his cold stormy eyes. He realized this was the first time in his entire life that he had shed a tear for his beloved wife. He loved her, he loved her so much and he knew she knew it, though he hadn't told her that much. But he had sworn never to cry in his entire life, since the day that Abraxas had died and he had become the most respectable Malfoy.
"I'm afraid I've broken my oath" he bitterly whispered, only loud enough for his one and only son to hear.
Lucius nodded to Draco and left the room.
Draco knew that his father would withdraw himself into his office so he could be alone and no-one would see how much he would "break his oath".
Draco's aunt Bellatix came to him and took his hands. She looked terrible, her hair had turned grey and she was merely a shadow of the rebellious woman she once was. "I'm so sorry Draco" she said with a shaky voice.
Without hesitating she kneeled next to her sister and cried like a child.
"Why Narcissa! Why?! It should have been me you know, you really didn't deserve this. I'm so sorry you had to put up with all this. I'm so sorry, I love you so much. You always were my favorite sister and I'll never forget everything we shared. I just wish we could start all over again… Then maybe… Our dreams and ideals took your life away. Many of us have died or been sentenced to Azkaban. One might think it wasn't worth it… All I can say is that I don't regret joining Voldemort. I would have died for him, but I do regret not being there when you needed me,… Us so hard. I'm sorry I left you alone. We're all alone now, Voldemort is dead, and you have joined him. His wish was to rule eternally in Tartarus, but I hope you can rest in the Elysian fields. Even if it means I'll never see you when I die… It's what you deserve. For your love and goodness… My dear Narcissa."
As she pronounced her sister's name for one last time she fell before her nephews' feet. The entire room was silent. No-one dared to speak. They all just looked at their beloved Narcissa. Even the elves, which was very unusual, were present. They handed everyone a white lily. White lilies were her favorite flowers; she grew thousands in their enormous garden.
Those present stood in line till outside, family, friends, former death eaters, neighbors, members of the ministry, professors from Hogwarts, members of other respectable bloodlines and wizards from all over the world, especially from France since Narcissa spent a few years in France.
Each person greeted Draco first before putting the flower on the satin sheets, and saying their goodbyes to Narcissa. Afterwards they could go to the great dining room where they would have dinner as Draco and Lucius joined them.
Draco sighed as he saw there were only three persons left to greet his beloved mother. "Draco, you're all she ever wanted 25 years ago, don't forget that she loves you and that she's with you wherever you are."
Draco nodded to his old tutor; though he appreciated the words he said, the pain was still too fresh.
As the next person spoke to him, Draco bit his lip and concentrated at the last person, trying not to shed a tear.
When it was the last person's turn, she didn't greet Draco first, but headed instantly for Narcissa.
"Ne me quitte pas Narcissa. Tu me manques" she silently whispered while putting the lily in place.
Draco wasn't surprised to hear the last guest speak French.
He stepped back so he could take a better look at the woman that was unknown to him. She had black wavy hair that reached till her waist, and a tall elegant posture. She moved gracefully and spoke in a gentle way. Her light brown skin matched perfectly with her dark brown eyes. She wore a long, low-necked black dress with long sleeves.
Hesitating slightly, she removed the necklace she wore and put it on Narcissa. It was a heavenly blue egg shaped gem.
Draco wanted to stop her from touching his mother, but the moment he saw the gem he simply froze. He felt he had seen the gem before, but the memory was too far away.
"Raven Godefroid" she said wile offering her hand. And like the gentleman he is, Draco gladly took it and pressed his lips on it. "Draco Malfoy, pleased to meet you Miss Godefroid."