A/N: This is just a teaser of chapter 1, the full version will be coming soon!
My slumber is interrupted by a thumping on the side of my bed. My eyes flicker open and I stretch, then turn to be greeted by the cutest set of light blue eyes.
"Mommy I'm hungry!" announced a bouncing three year old with hair as dark as mine.
"Are you now?" I smile and sit up. "If you want food give me a hug!" He takes one more jump and lands straight into my arms in a fit of giggles. I kiss his forehead and stand while lifting him up with me. "What do you feel like eating Demetrius?"
"Ummm I don't know!" he answers.
"You never know!" I laugh as we head into the kitchen. I sit him atop the counter and take out my wand to spread open the curtain allowing a brightness to penetrate through the window. The view is beautiful, fields of green grass and a bright blue sky. I love being in France, I decide. The Blake family manor was located on the perfect spot too.
It's unexpected yet amazing how thing have worked out. Leaving Britain was the best decision I could have made. Though three years have flown by I recall as if it were yesterday. The moment I found out I was pregnant with my Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Remus J. Lupin's child. It was the most wonderful and terrifying news I could of ever have gotten, each for a number of reasons. So many things could of gone wrong and so many things did. Firstly he left me before he could even find out, secondly I had to consider the fact that our child might inherit his little condition. Then I had to prepare for the reaction people would have had they found out. It seemed a mess.
The hardest part was hiding it from Narcissa. It's as if the woman had an extra sense for this kind of thing. Luckily I'm sure she was certain it was my ex-boyfriend Michael's, there's absolutely no way anyone, save my close friend Lilian, would know or even guess Remus was the father.
Therefore I decided to get the hell out of there, before things could go bad. I needed time to figure everything out and space to do it. Which is why it seemed to be set in the stars that I inherited my father's estate in France the day I turned 17. It was perfect. I was able to leave before I started showing and Lilian stayed with me for the summer before she went off to train to become a healer. And she's spent every summer since then here. In fact she was due to arrive any day now.
"Mommy!" Demetrius calls and snaps me from my reverie.
"Yes, my love?"
"Look at that owl!" he shouts in giggles.
I turn and I see an owl tapping on the windowpane. That looks like Narcissa's owl. I open the window and it flys in, swoops by Demetrius who is trying to capture it, and drops a letter on the counter. In another swift motion it grabs ahold of a pear and is out the window again. The piece of parchment is folded and has Roxanna written on it in Narcissa's hand. It's been months since Narcissa last owled me, we try to keep in touch. When I first left she would owl me all the time and often attempted to persuade me to go visit. I always came up with an excuse, she doesn't know about Demetrius. She did always assume I was with child but was never able to confirm it, though she often hints at it in her letters, going on about how lonely I must be out here and who I keep around for company and whatnot.
Before I left I had a talk about it with my mother who convinced me it would be best to keep it to myself, and try to start a new life. She wasn't happy when she found out she was going to be a grandmother, and even less thrilled when she found out who the father was. Nevertheless I was in a fragile state, scared and confused so I went along with what she said. Now that I look back on it I'm sure she wanted me to move for her benefit. It would of put a damper on her oh so prestige reputation should word have got out that her only daughter was going to give birth to a werewolf's offspring. Though it worked out for the best.
I've been able to grow and no longer rely on her approval. Demetrius is the best thing that's ever happened to me. He has Remus' eyes and my hair and the most adorable smile. He also has his mommy's tactics, I'm so sure he'd be a slytherin.
I open the parchment and begin to read:
Hello Roxanna,
I wish I came bearing good news, though things have gone astray terribly. Too many things for me to put in this letter for fear of interception. But Lucius has been sent to Azkaban. I beg you to come back, I really need your help with a certain task. Please.
Narcissa.
It was such a short note, but I could tell it was urgent. I folded it back up and put it aside. I didn't want to ponder too much on it at the moment. I didn't want Demetrius to think I was mad or ignoring him so I set off to make his breakfast.
I often think about Remus. About where he might be, whether he still thinks of me or even remember's me for that matter. I try not to dwell on the thought, I know it's farfetched. Sometimes I hope that somehow he knows. Knows that he has a child. But there's no way he could of known. And I probably won't ever see him again. What bothers me the most is that Demetrius won't know his father. I don't know how or what I'm going to tell him when he gets to the point where he'll start asking. But damn it after all this time I've learned to be all that he needs, and that'll be enough...
