Wizard Mafia Incorporated
Chapter 1
-The Letter-
Hermione was packing for her final year of school when a strange owl appeared at her window.
"Hello little guy. Who do you belong to?" the owl hooted and extended his leg. Hermione took the letter and gave the owl a treat. He ate it happily.
Dearest Hermione,
I haven't been in touch with you since you were little. You may not even remember me. It's hard to explain what I'm about to tell you, but here it goes. I'm your father. Your true last name is Dixon.
I had to give you to the Granger's when your mother died. It was horrible to leave you like that but it was for the best. A little girl shouldn't live like I do. But now that you've grown, you can join me again. You will be coming to live with me in my house. Your schooling will be continued here as well. I will be coming to get you on Monday at noon.
With love,
Mr. C. Dixon
Hermione dropped the letter to her bed after reading it several times. That was tomorrow! She walked down the stairs to find Mr. and Mrs. Granger sitting at the table. They had already known that this was going to happen. They had received their letter earlier that week.
"Mu...um...Mrs. Granger? I'm leaving tomorrow night and I was wondering...if we could go shopping or something. I also wanted to know if I could visit sometime." Hermione finished, fidgeting her hands behind her back.
Mr. Granger answered her before Mrs. Granger could. "Of course dear, you can visit anytime. We'll even give you free check ups. Better keep those teeth healthy."
"Well dear, I'm ready to go if you are. Those stores don't stay open all night." Mrs. Granger said.
Hermione squealed and flew up the stairs. She threw on a pair of her favorite muggle jeans and a tank top that read 'a pirate's life for me' with a skull and cross bones on it. Merlin, how she loved those "Pirates of the Caribbean" movies. Threw on some tennis and jumped down the stairs. Mrs. Granger was standing at the door.
"Are we ready?" she simply asked. Hermione nodded, grabbed her 'punk' hat and put it on sideways and flew out the door.
"I'm driving!" she hollered. This might be the last time she ever got to drive a muggle car; she'd make the best of it. Wink, wink.
"Hermione Jane Gran...Dixon. You will drive appropriately. Am I understood?" Mrs. Granger said strictly.
"Yes ma'am. I will mu...Mrs. Granger."
"Please dear, call me Jamie. All this Mrs. Granger makes me feel old." Hermione giggles and flew backward out of the driveway.
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Malfoy Manor
Sunday night
8:30 p.m.
"Peppy, get my son from his room." Mrs. Malfoy ordered an elf. Peppy jumped and ran off to do her bidding.
Narcissa had received a letter from Cypress Dixon, a very old wizard blood-line, asking for Draco to come work for him. He had a daughter Draco's age and he wanted him to do school work with her. Narcissa knew that Lucius would be angry at this because Draco was to receive his dark mark in a week, but this made her anxious that maybe her son wouldn't be scarred with that hideous tattoo her husband had.
Just then Lucius strode into the room, an elf at his heels. "I was told you wanted to have a word with me." He said as his eyes flashed dangerously.
"Yes, I have just received a letter from Mr. Dixon. He would like Draco to work for him."
"Dixon? As in Cypress Dixon? The only blood-line older than ours, Dixon?" Lucius sputtered.
"Yes dear. He has a daughter that he wanted Draco to accompany. He also wanted Draco to finish his schooling at his house with her."
"Absolutely! This is a great honor to our family. Not many are able to get close to a Dixon. If Draco could charm this girl, our family would rise in society's standards. And here I thought we could go no higher!" Lucius ranted.
"Yes dear." Was all Narcissa said, her hope rising.
"When does the boy depart?" Lucius asked sharply. "We need to get the boy new clothes."
"Tomorrow at noon. Mr. Dixon said that he'll send someone. He also said that if we don't agree, he would take Draco anyway.
"Tomorrow!" Lucius bellowed. "The Dark Lord will not be pleased with this. Draco is due for his mark in seven days! What am I to tell him?"
"Tell him that Cypress Dixon took him, rightfully he is, whether we allow it or not Mr. Dixon is sending someone for him." Narcissa pointed out. Draco strolled in wearing a baggy pair of muggle jeans with a black volcom™ shirt on with the sleeves cut off to show off his new muscles he was working on before Peppy had gotten him.
"Yes mother, father? What am I needed for?" Draco asked as he slumped into a chair.
"Draco, you won't be going to Hogwarts this year. And please sit up like the true mannered pureblood you are." Lucius said.
"Really? Why not?" Draco said as he sat up in his chair.
"You will be working for Mr. Dixon. You education will be finished at his home with his daughter." Narcissa budged in.
"Who's his daughter? I don't remember a Dixon in school." Draco asked with a thoughtful look on his face.
"He never mentioned, but we are going shopping tonight. You need new things." Narcissa answered him. Draco nodded and went back to his room. She read the letter one more time and then threw it into the fire before she answered Mr. Dixon. She made up the whole 'he's going to take him whether we approve or not', but she wouldn't tell anyone that.
Dear Mr. Dixon,
We accept your offer for Draco to come live and work with you. Lucius believes this will give both our families a better place in the wizarding world. We are anticipating your man's arrival.
Yours truly,
Narcissa Malfoy