LAST TIME:
Draco looked at the girl.
"So you're Felicity," he said to her, and then quietly to himself, unsure feelings rising within him. "My daughter..."
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The small girl snorted in annoyance.
"No, I'm your aunt's nephew's brother's mother's sister's girlfriend. My name's Ive. Ive Anidiot Foradad..." she said sarcastically, shaking her head. "You're dumb as a bloody doorknob!" she laughed, a high, shrieking laugh that somehow reminded him of Pansy Parkinson. He shuddered at her memory, and looked at the girl.
"Oh yes...you're a Malfoy alright. Very funny Felicity, but you should know, it'll get you nowhere..." He said, somewhat grimly. His eyes skimmed over the girl, noticing some dominant Malfoy features, and some that seemed familiar, though he couldn't place it. He saw her flaming red hair, her browned freckles, and her small, fragile form. Then he was the ones of the Malfoy; cold, gray eyes, pale white skin, a stomach turning sneer but with perfect teeth. He laughed loosely, already forming a bond with his daughter. He just didn't realize, she wasn't so happy.
Felicity sighed angrily as her and her 'father' walked back towards Ms. Goodem's office. This sucked ass. First off, her mother disappears. Then, these retards said that Aunt Mione and Uncle Ron couldn't take care of her. Now, they stuck her with this retard that looks like her and said he's her father, whom she'd been looking for for at least 3 years now... She shook her head, pushing her father away from her. She almost felt bad for the man, being woken in the middle of the night to receive some ten-year-old brat that hated him. She reached the office, opening it quickly, just narrowly missing Draco's face.
'Good....' She thought.
"Ahh, good to see you two have begun bonding!" cried Ms. Goodem
in delight. She conjured up a piece of parchment. "Sign here," she
said, pointing to a line on the parchment, "And Felicity will be under
your care, legally, until her mother is found." She added with slight
despair, for she was worried for the woman. Draco signed quickly with a
quill that had appeared next to the parchment. Mrs. Goodem ushered them
towards the fireplace, and threw in a handful of Floo powder. She
shoved Draco forward first, and he shouted, "Malfoy Manor!" And
disappeared.
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Draco stumbled out of the fireplace to see his dark apartment. He clapped his hands lightly, and the candles lit themselves around the entire house. He turned back to the fireplace just in time to see Felicity appear in a gust of char, falling forward. He rushed forward, catching her as she fell. She stood up, pushing Draco away. He sighed worriedly, and glanced at her.
"Whatever. I'm going to bed. "Pick a bedroom, it doesn't matter..." He shook his head angrily and headed for his bedroom.
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Draco lay back on his bed, staring at his ceiling. He closed his eyes, thinking to himself.
Where did I go wrong? She's my daughter.... MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD! I don't understand her; she's so bloody sarcastic! There's no way I was like that! .... Was I?
He wondered these things in awe, slowly falling to sleep.
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As
her father left her, she rolled her eyes. She followed him to a long
hallway. She turned into the first bedroom she found, opening the door
and immediately falling in love with what she saw. A large room, all in
green, black, and gray. There was a large, circular bed in the corner
of the room, polished wood armoire on the right wall. She walked in,
closing the door behind her. She smiled, realizing there was a private
bathroom, all in black and white marble. She quickly undressed, filling
the tub. There were many taps, so she filled it with warm water and
blue, cotton candy-smelling bubbles. She jumped in the moment it was
filled, plunging down to the bottom of the swimming pool-sized bath.
She sank into it, letting the warm water relax her muscles. She washed
slowly, adoring the fragrance of the bubbles. When she finished, she
dipped underneath the water, swimming towards the entrance. She stepped
out of the tub, plucking the plug up with her toe as she got out. The
blue water swirled down the drain, gone instantly with a gurgle. She
smiled, wrapping a towel around herself. She melted into the warm
cotton, carrying herself into her room. She sat on her new bead, the
cool satin sheets contrasting with the warmth on her legs. She sighed,
falling into a deep slumber.
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Hey dudes! Didya like it? I hope so.
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