Prologue
A beautiful blonde lady stood outside the door, hesitating to go in. After debating with herself, her slim fingers reached into her handbag and delicately pulled out a pair of keys. She unlocked the door, preparing herself to what she would find inside. She slowly opened the door and peeked inside. The strong smell of beer reached her nose and she sighed and closed the door behind her. She kept it unlocked so she didn't have the trouble of unlocking the door if she needed a quick exit.
"Hey! You home?" a drunken voice shouted out from the back. The young lady sighed and replied, "Yes Bill! It's only me" She put her handbag down on the table and walked towards the back of the small apartment.
As she opened the door to the back room, she saw a handsome young man lying on the couch with an empty beer bottle in his hand and several more lying around the place. His white blonde hair was falling over his face, giving him a gorgeous dirty look. She slowly walked inside, the smell of beer stronger than ever and started picking up the bottles that were littering the floor.
"Where have you been?" Bill asked roughly. She knew she couldn't lie to Bill so she finally said, "To the doctors" not meeting his gaze.
"Why did you go to the doctors? You're not sick are you?" Bill asked, without any sympathy in his voice.
"I had to find out something"
"Like what? I have a right to know" Bill sat up on the couch with a look of curiosity more than compassion.
"Bill, I wanted to find out something about me. I'm not sure this is the right time for it. You're drunk." The moment those words came out, she bit her lip, knowing that Bill didn't like being told he was drunk. He rose, like a giant and stared down at her cowering figure.
"I let you stay in my house, even though we're not married! And you have the nerve to tell me that I'm drunk? How dare you!" He looked like he was about to hit her, but grabbed the back of her blouse and roughly pulled her up instead. "Now, why did you go to the doctors?" he said every word slowly and was drenched with menace.
She looked up at him, tears starting to form in her eyes. .::.He can't do anything drastic. He's just a muggle and I am a witch.::. But even as she thought this, she knew she wouldn't be able to do any harm to him, she still loved him.
"Bill, I'm pregnant" She let it all out in one breath and waited for the blow.
"Whose baby? Have you been cheating on me?" Bill pulled her face closer to his so that she could smell the beer on his breath.
"Bill, its your baby. We're having a child, Bill" She tried to sound excited but could see the rejection in his eyes.
"You will not have a baby of mine! I'm catholic and we're not married!" Bill exclaimed, pushing her away from him. She stepped back a couple of paces but regained her position.
"Bill, let's get married then! We can raise this baby together." But she was cut short when she saw Bill's face turn red with anger.
"Get married? GET MARRIED? Are you kidding? I will never marry you!" Bill shouted at her. Her eyes started to water up again and with this, Bill's anger rose and in two full strides, he was on top of her and pushed her roughly against the wall behind her.
She hit the wall with a thud and slid down, feeling a little dizzy. She tried to stand up but as she put her hand on the floor next to her, she felt a sharp pain. She looked down and saw blood on her hand. She had landed on a few of the empty beer bottles and they had smashed, leaving glass pieces all over the floor around her. She suddenly felt herself being pulled up again and she rose a few inches of the floor before she was thrown into the corner. She was very weak and her slim figure was crumpled in the corner of the room.
She looked up with a tear-stained face at the person she had loved so much, but instead of finding a handsome blonde haired lover, she saw herself being faced with a giant monster who only saw her as a piece of filth. He started kicking her delicate body and after awhile, she felt numb against his brutal abuse.
She closed her eyes and thought of her home back in the magical world. If she went back now, would her family welcome her back? They had disowned her because she had chosen to live with muggles after meeting Bill. She then Bill's foot make contact with her head and she blacked out.
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Narcissa woke up with a start back at Malfoy Manor. She was drenched with sweat and was breathing deeply. She sat up and looked beside her. Her heart gave a jolt as she saw a man sleeping peacefully beside her, his white blonde hair falling messily around his face. She thought Bill had come back for a split second, then realised it was her husband Lucius.
She slowly and carefully climbed out of bed and crept through the eerily quiet corridors of the Manor into her son's room. She saw her 18 year old son sleeping soundly in his king-sized bed. She sat down beside him on the bed and stroked his white blonde hair out of his face. A tear ran down her cheek as she remembered the white blonde stranger she had loved. Her son stirred in his bed and she kissed him softly on the forehead.
"You will never know that your dad was a mere muggle." She whispered before she left his room soundlessly.
As soon as he heard his mother walk out of the room, Draco opened his eyes wide and stared into the darkness, his mothers words were echoing through his head. He didn't sleep until the very early morning light crept through his bedroom window.
A beautiful blonde lady stood outside the door, hesitating to go in. After debating with herself, her slim fingers reached into her handbag and delicately pulled out a pair of keys. She unlocked the door, preparing herself to what she would find inside. She slowly opened the door and peeked inside. The strong smell of beer reached her nose and she sighed and closed the door behind her. She kept it unlocked so she didn't have the trouble of unlocking the door if she needed a quick exit.
"Hey! You home?" a drunken voice shouted out from the back. The young lady sighed and replied, "Yes Bill! It's only me" She put her handbag down on the table and walked towards the back of the small apartment.
As she opened the door to the back room, she saw a handsome young man lying on the couch with an empty beer bottle in his hand and several more lying around the place. His white blonde hair was falling over his face, giving him a gorgeous dirty look. She slowly walked inside, the smell of beer stronger than ever and started picking up the bottles that were littering the floor.
"Where have you been?" Bill asked roughly. She knew she couldn't lie to Bill so she finally said, "To the doctors" not meeting his gaze.
"Why did you go to the doctors? You're not sick are you?" Bill asked, without any sympathy in his voice.
"I had to find out something"
"Like what? I have a right to know" Bill sat up on the couch with a look of curiosity more than compassion.
"Bill, I wanted to find out something about me. I'm not sure this is the right time for it. You're drunk." The moment those words came out, she bit her lip, knowing that Bill didn't like being told he was drunk. He rose, like a giant and stared down at her cowering figure.
"I let you stay in my house, even though we're not married! And you have the nerve to tell me that I'm drunk? How dare you!" He looked like he was about to hit her, but grabbed the back of her blouse and roughly pulled her up instead. "Now, why did you go to the doctors?" he said every word slowly and was drenched with menace.
She looked up at him, tears starting to form in her eyes. .::.He can't do anything drastic. He's just a muggle and I am a witch.::. But even as she thought this, she knew she wouldn't be able to do any harm to him, she still loved him.
"Bill, I'm pregnant" She let it all out in one breath and waited for the blow.
"Whose baby? Have you been cheating on me?" Bill pulled her face closer to his so that she could smell the beer on his breath.
"Bill, its your baby. We're having a child, Bill" She tried to sound excited but could see the rejection in his eyes.
"You will not have a baby of mine! I'm catholic and we're not married!" Bill exclaimed, pushing her away from him. She stepped back a couple of paces but regained her position.
"Bill, let's get married then! We can raise this baby together." But she was cut short when she saw Bill's face turn red with anger.
"Get married? GET MARRIED? Are you kidding? I will never marry you!" Bill shouted at her. Her eyes started to water up again and with this, Bill's anger rose and in two full strides, he was on top of her and pushed her roughly against the wall behind her.
She hit the wall with a thud and slid down, feeling a little dizzy. She tried to stand up but as she put her hand on the floor next to her, she felt a sharp pain. She looked down and saw blood on her hand. She had landed on a few of the empty beer bottles and they had smashed, leaving glass pieces all over the floor around her. She suddenly felt herself being pulled up again and she rose a few inches of the floor before she was thrown into the corner. She was very weak and her slim figure was crumpled in the corner of the room.
She looked up with a tear-stained face at the person she had loved so much, but instead of finding a handsome blonde haired lover, she saw herself being faced with a giant monster who only saw her as a piece of filth. He started kicking her delicate body and after awhile, she felt numb against his brutal abuse.
She closed her eyes and thought of her home back in the magical world. If she went back now, would her family welcome her back? They had disowned her because she had chosen to live with muggles after meeting Bill. She then Bill's foot make contact with her head and she blacked out.
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Narcissa woke up with a start back at Malfoy Manor. She was drenched with sweat and was breathing deeply. She sat up and looked beside her. Her heart gave a jolt as she saw a man sleeping peacefully beside her, his white blonde hair falling messily around his face. She thought Bill had come back for a split second, then realised it was her husband Lucius.
She slowly and carefully climbed out of bed and crept through the eerily quiet corridors of the Manor into her son's room. She saw her 18 year old son sleeping soundly in his king-sized bed. She sat down beside him on the bed and stroked his white blonde hair out of his face. A tear ran down her cheek as she remembered the white blonde stranger she had loved. Her son stirred in his bed and she kissed him softly on the forehead.
"You will never know that your dad was a mere muggle." She whispered before she left his room soundlessly.
As soon as he heard his mother walk out of the room, Draco opened his eyes wide and stared into the darkness, his mothers words were echoing through his head. He didn't sleep until the very early morning light crept through his bedroom window.