Chapter 2

Fayt

I jumped to my feet alert and my hands scrambled for my wand. I felt confused when my hand hit an empty plate of cookie crumbs and I took a moment to look at my surroundings.

The Library was lit by the peeking sunlight through the curtains. The walls could now be seen with dark red wall paper and paintings of landscapes and still life. Rows of shelves stood tall in the room housing numerous books of magic and history. There were tables next to comfortable sofa chairs around the room.

I happened to have fallen asleep in the one I sat last night after my "lovely" conversation with Draco. I had the same dream I had for a month since my mother's death. I bent down and picked up the book of curses that fell when I stood. "Everything… is alright." I whispered as I set the book down. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a loud CRACK and turned to see Emily bright as ever. "Oh, Emily… you startled me." I smiled.

Emily looked from my attire to the book, to the empty plate. "Lady has decided to sleep here for the night?" She asked.

I rubbed my neck and smiled. "I have dozed off that's all. Your cookies were delicious as always, Emily." I said and gave her the plate.

Emily took it and smiled. "Emily could never best Lady Diana, Lady Fayt. Lady Diana's cookies will never be forgotten by Emily." She said.

I gave a laugh and made my way towards the doors. "I must agree, but never-the-less, they are simply superb." I said.

Emily jumped after me. "Emily thanks Lady Fayt! Emily is truly grateful!" She said.

I gave a chuckle and went up to my room to wash and change. I looked at the mirror once again and gave a sigh of relief when my saw my bags were slightly better. "I'm lucky to get 6 hours of sleep." I muttered as I got dressed.

I quickly ate, thanking Emily for breakfast, and returned to the library. I continued to search the old book for any sign of the curse Malfoy's father was under but there was nothing. I went back to the shelf and returned the book to its proper place before looking through the shelves once again. I found multiple books about curses and counter curses but I couldn't find what I was looking for. I sighed as I stood in front of the window looking out at the forest. "Why do I care so much? Why am I spending so much time to see if I can remove the Malfoy family's curse?" I gave a laugh. "I highly doubt it's from curiosity." I muttered. I walked out of the library. "Malfoy deserves that curse. He killed mother. He is the one who doomed his family."

But do you really want Draco to suffer?

I stopped and turned my head to face my mother's portrait in the Ancestor's Hall. I stared at her smiling face looking down on me. "Mum, do I want the Malfoys to suffer?" I asked.

She didn't respond and continued to smile down on me, still as a muggle's painting.

"Lady Fayt." Emily called and I turned to her. "The Malfoy child has returned." She said looking at the ground.

Draco

Fayt looked better now, her eyes more wide awake and her bags were better. Her hair was cleaned and brushed and she was wearing a cream silk dress that flowed as she walked. "You follow me at Hogwarts and you now show up in front of my house again." She muttered as she stopped behind the gate once again. "Should I send you to Azkaban for stalking?" She asked.

Draco gave her a glare. "That's a pathetic reason to send me to Azkaban." He snapped at her.

Fayt gave a nod. "You're absolutely right." She said leaving Draco confused. "Maybe I should beat you so you won't come back." She sent Draco a hateful look.

Draco rolled his eyes. "I just want you to get rid of the curse and I'll have you know, I always get what I want." He said. 'Why can't she just let me in?' He thought bitterly. 'Because she hates your guts.' A voice inside his head thought.

"You're not getting anything from me, Malfoy. Face it. I can't get rid of your father's curse." Fayt said annoyed and angry.

"I can't believe they call your people powerful, ancient, and wise." Draco muttered and Fayt looked absolutely furious. He stepped back as he felt a chill run down his spine. He could feel not one glare but two coming from her eyes.

She jabbed a finger at Draco. "Your problems should be your own problem, not mine. You can look for a way to get rid of the curse yourself because it's none of my interest to a brat like you. Go away and never come back." She turned her back on him once again and began to leave.

Draco growled. "I'm actually asking for help, Fayt!" He cursed himself mentally when he realized he sounded desperate.

Fayt turned around and stared at him.

"It's been only a month and things aren't going well for my mother and me. I'm not doing this only for myself, Fayt. I'm doing this for my family. Can't you give me that?" He snapped.

Fayt stared at him as if he was something she had never seen before; something had sparked interest in her.

"What would you do if you were in my position?" Draco asked and Fayt looked at the ground.

"Give me time, Malfoy. Give me time because I honestly can't help you right now." She said so softly that he nearly didn't catch her words. She hurried back to her house.

Draco turned and also walked away. He knew that he at least shook her slightly. He said the right words and gave himself a chance to pull Fayt on his side and trust him. 'If Dragon Walkers are supposed to be so powerful and Fayt is one of them maybe she can help me. Maybe she can protect my family. I just need to make her trust me.' He thought as he returned to the town, Fife.

Fayt

The next morning I found Emily waking me from a rather nice, dreamless sleep. "Yes, Emily..." I asked trying to make my irritation hidden as much as I could. I opened an eye and found Emily on my bed with an apologizing look.

"Emily announces that Lord Remus has returned with the Order." Emily said. "As well, Master Arion as arrived with your friends."

I pushed myself up from the bed and rubbed my eyes. "What time is it?" I asked.

"The hour of ten, my Lady. Emily is relieved to see you sleeping. She debates if she should make Lady up or not. But Lady does not sleep much! Emily has decided to allow Lady sleep for her health!" Emily said.

I smiled. "Thank you very much, Emily. I shall always remember your thoughtfulness." I said.

Emily's ears perked up, her eyes grew wide as saucers, and her body went straight with joy. "Emily loves Lady Fayt! Emily serves Lady until the end and beyond!" She gave a bow so low her head hit the bed and she tumbled in a clumsy somersault onto my lap.

I gave a laugh. "Dearest Emily, you are a clumsy little elf!" I looked down at the dizzy swirling eyes. I climbed out of bed and headed for my bathroom. "Please make sure our guests are well tended to." I said.

Emily gave an affirmative and rushed out the door.

I soon made it to the dining room where I knew Emily would sit them because of the number of people in the Order. I gave a bow. "Good morning." I said.

"Good Morning, Fayt." I heard father greet me followed by Professor Dumbledore and the rest of the order.

I left them to their meeting and went to the kitchen to find Arion, Ron, and Ginny.

"Good morning sleepy head." Arion smiled at me. "How's your sleep?" He asked.

I sat down next to Arion and Ginny and grabbed the cup of tea Emily left me. "It was nice." I faked a smile.

Arion frowned. "No nightmares?" He asked. "Emily told us about them. It's okay, mum can't sleep either." He said. "I often find her in the kitchen bawling her eyes out." He gave a small whine.

I sighed and turned to Ron and Ginny. "Do make yourself comfortable. I know it's not like the burrow, and I do hope you don't judge me after today." I said nervously. "I don't usually let friends come over." I muttered my last sentence.

"This place is wicked!" Ron said with his mouth full of scrambled eggs. "We would never have thought you had a lot of money. You're completely not like that bloody git, Malfoy."

I narrowed my eyes at him but blinked when Ginny pushed him off his seat.

"Sorry about Ron." Ginny said.

I gave a laugh before finishing my breakfast.

Night

"Good night Arion, Ron, Ginny." I nodded to my friends and they bid me goodnight before leaving with the rest of the order back to their homes. I was about to head for my room when I heard Dumbledore call me. "Professor Dumbledore, I thought you had already left to tend to your duties." I said.

"I will soon but I have something to tell you. Come with me." He said and led me to my dining room. He placed some privacy charms and looked at me with a difficult expression. "Fayt, I would like to ask you how much you know about the history of your own people. Certainly there is much history from the beginning of the Dragon and Wizard war." He said.

I thought back to the stories my grandmother told me and books I read in the library. "Grandmother told me some things. The war between Dragons and Wizards and the Dragon Walkers were born to become a race of the treaty after the war like a signature on a contract. However peace did not follow for just like any other half-breeds in the magical world, Dragon Walkers were feared and slowly Dragon Walkers hid themselves from the world to protect themselves." I explained.

Dumbledore nodded with slight sympathy for the unfair history of my race. "Yes, although that was centuries ago, I was one of the few to learn about your people. I may have managed to find and meet a few Dragon Walkers from the other countries in the world. Alas I have lost touch with them. Fayt, I believe there's a much more troubling story than what you know. A story that was lost in time long before I was born. I do not know the details but I think it's imperative that you find out what that is. You might be able to start here in this very house." He said slowly.

I tilted my head as I observed his face and his eyes under his half-moon spectacles. "There's something more is there?" I asked.

His eyes gave a twinkle as he smiled but it was replaced by a serious and grim expression. "Dragon Walkers of the past have become masters when it comes to concealing their past. Like many tribes from other lands beyond the United Kingdom, when stories are not passed down from generation to generation, those stories become a legend that is destined to be forgotten." He said quietly. "I advise you to find out this history to prepare for what's about to unfold in the next few years." He said.

I frowned. "I... I don't know where I would start such a thing, Professor. I have school and there's no one to guide me..." I gave a sigh. "But how do you know something's going to happen? Did my mother talk to you before she...?" I couldn't bring myself to continue and fought back tears.

Dumbledore patted my shoulder. "Lina has grown restless during her final years before last May. Perhaps she has noticed something back before you were even born. She was reluctant to speak to anyone, not even your father, but she allowed some information to slip to me, though very brief." He sat back and let a few moments pass as if trying to know what to say. "I unfortunately have too much to handle with Voldemort to handle this. Thus, I feel it is important to bring this information to you. I know you are going through a lot of trouble but I'm sure you can handle it." He said. "Now then, I must take my leave. Good luck to you Fayt and I hope whatever you may find will not break your spirit. Do not let the fire inside you be reduced to embers." He said.

I felt a strong unease as Professor Dumbledore said the word ember. The word sounded familiar but I was sure that it never held any significant meaning in my life. "See you in September, Professor..." I said and watched as he observed my unease for a moment before nodding and leaving.

Emily placed a stack full of chocolate waffles on the table and with it two cups of steaming hot cocoa with whipped cream on top. "Emily wishes Lord and Lady to have the best breakfast!" She squeaked.

Dad smiled at Emily and awkwardly bent down to hug the house-elf. "You didn't have to Emily but thank you very much. You know us so well." He praised her which sent Emily into a fit of joy.

"Emily loves Lord and Lady! Emily wishes happiness to her masters!" She nearly jumped 4 feet into the air and bowed before disappearing, probably to dust the bookshelves again.

Dad chuckled. "I'll never get used to being served by a house-elf for as long as I live." He stated and helped himself to a waffle. "Of course, I had my fair share of interacting with the elves at the kitchens in Hogwarts. Have you met them yet, Fayt?" He asked.

I jumped at my name and looked at Dad. I listened to Athena as she quickly told me what father was talking about. "Huh? Umm... Yeah. Arion was tipped by Fred and George back in second year." I answered. "We go to the kitchens often."

Dad watched me and set down his fork. "Is there something troubling you?" He asked. "Did something happen?"

I sipped my hot cocoa to settle my nerves. "Professor Dumbledore spoke to me a few days ago. It was about mom... and other Walkers..." I said. I slowly ran through the conversation that took place and father listened with a serious look. "Do you think mom knew something? Did she tell you anything?" I asked.

Dad thought for a while. "I have noticed Lina's unease many times after we left you with Phoebe. I don't know what goes on while we're apart but I felt all of her strong emotions. Countless times I have felt her fears and sorrow. I believe Dumbledore about Lina's suspicions." He took a bite of his waffle. "We should search the house for any clues. What do you say? It'll be an adventure." He eyed the walls. "I'm sure there are loads of secrets behind these walls."

I smiled at the thought of spending the whole day with my father. "Sounds like a plan, dad."

Draco – September 1, 1996

Draco took deep breaths as his eyes followed the length of the Hogwarts Express. His heart clenched in anxiety as he thought what was to come this year. Certainly there will be a death or two. Maybe even more. He just hoped that none of those deaths fell on him or his parents.

"Draco, are you alright?" Narcissa Malfoy asked. Endless concern was shown in her eyes. She felt as if she was sending her only son to his death. She was tired, she could barely sleep a wink since Lucius had been sent to Azkaban. She had dark circles under her eyes but with a simple cosmetic spell it was as if it was never there.

Draco nodded, "Yes, mum. I'm alright," He replied and quickly added, "and I will be alright. Please take care of yourself." He instinctively tried to pull away as his mother kissed his cheek but remembering her worries left his cheek slightly stained by lipstick. "Mum, please…" he said rubbing his cheek.

A little girl with brown hair ran past him. Her arm bumped against his hip but she didn't notice due to her excited emotions of reaching her destination. "This place is amazing, sis!" She exclaimed excitedly. What shocked Draco was the way she spoke. It sounded so foreign but it was English.

Draco wanted to demand an apology from the little girl for bumping into him but his anger disappeared when he saw who picked her up.

Fayt nuzzled the girl's head with affection. "Don't run around so much. You'll get hurt or end up hurting someone else." She giggled. She set her down and patted her head. "Now then, behave while I'm gone alright? I'll write to you every week." She said.

The little girl gave a huff. "I still don't understand why you have to leave. I want you to stay with me, even if this place is amazing as you say." She said.

"I'm only sixteen. I have yet to finish my education. Just think, in three years you can attend this school." Fayt said and returned a pout, "By then you'll be leaving me, you little rascal." She said and poked the little girl's nose.

"Hey! Look who's here!" Draco heard his cousin exclaim. Arion had stepped up and looked down at the girl. "So you're the famous Sylvia that Fayt's been talking about. I'm the handsome Arion, at your service!" He got on his knee and bowed his head.

Fayt rolled her eyes while crossing her arms. "If you're so handsome why do I feel like throwing up every time I see your face?" Fayt asked.

"Oh please, Fayt, you can't resist me, but you can't have any of this," He mentioned to his body. "For I have a lovely lass waiting for me in the train." He said. He kissed Sylvia's hand. "I bid thee, farewell!" He said and hugged Fayt, "Welcome back Fayt. You'll have to tell me all about it tonight." He winked before boarding the train.

Fayt sighed and turned to Sylvia. "It's almost time for me to board the train. My father will take you home." She said. She hugged the girl tightly and handed her off to her father. She gave them a wave and boarded the train.

"Draco, it's time for you to get on the train." His mother placed a hand on his shoulder, catching his attention. "What's the matter?" She asked.

Draco shook his head. "Nothing is wrong mother. I'll be off then." He said. He gave his mother a quick cheek-to-cheek kiss before boarding the train. As he looked out of a window he saw Sylvia with her bright smiling face. This little girl has surprised him and questions develop in his mind: Where did she come from? When did she arrive in Fayt's life? How? He stared at her eyes and she seemed to sense his stare for she looked at him after scanning the train. He looked away and hurried to find his friends as a shiver ran up his spine. Those eyes were intimidating: Holding a power so innocent but so powerful! Is she like Fayt? He thought as he searched for his friends.

"That girl with Fayt is just adorable with her special accent. Is it true? She came from the States?"

Draco stopped in his tracks and hid himself from the window of the compartment the voice came from. He peeked to see Alyss White and Arion Black in the compartment sitting together. They were both looking out the window and Arion had nodded his head.

"I was wondering why Fayt wasn't with you at Diagon Ally. I thought she would be helping you with your plans to wreak havoc this year." Alyss said.

Arion shrugged, "She had things to do in the States and returned a week ago so she had Emily buy her school supplies. Fayt absolutely adores Sylvia and Sylvia adores her back. It's great that Fayt is not alone anymore."

Draco walked away his thoughts running around in his head about the new information he has received. He looked up in time to see Fayt, dressed in her uniform, approaching him. Draco could feel her eyes studying him. As he looked at her face, her eyes rose to meet his and then she suddenly looked at the ground as if embarrassed. Blinking for a few seconds, he barely had the time to register that she quickly walked past him. Due to the tight space for students to walk through the train, however, their hands gently touched and Draco felt a spark run through his body. He whipped his head towards her and he was met with Fayt's shocked face. Before he could say a word, Fayt disappeared into the compartment Arion and Alyss were occupying.

Fayt's Pov

I ran my fingers through my hair making sure it was neat while I walked through the train towards the compartment that Alyss and Arion found. I spotted Malfoy passing by the compartment I was going to and he stopped when he noticed me. My mind drifted a little on his figure as I looked at him up and down. When I met his eyes I felt my face flush with heat. 'What's wrong with me?' I asked myself more than I was asking Athena and quickly tried to pass him to get to the compartment door. I almost yelped when a spark ran through my body as my hand touched his.

We both looked at each other again, his face was plainly telling me that he too felt something in that short second.

I looked away and quickly stepped into the compartment, slamming the door shut.

"Geez, Fayt, just break the door why don't you?" Arion scolded playfully.

I sat down and rubbed my hand trying to shake off the feeling. I had so many mixed feelings inside me raging like a storm. I was scared of the feeling. I felt a deep longing to go back to Malfoy. I was disgusted by the fact it was him making me feel this way.

Alyss placed a hand on my knee. "Fayt? Are you okay?" She asked with a concerned look.

I looked at Arion and Alyss and slowly nodded. "I think so..." I muttered as I began to calm down. "I just had a little scare."

Arion gave a smirk. "Was it Harry? You always fancied him." He teased but a hand flew and smacked his head. "Ow! What was that for?" Arion asked turning to the Ravenclaw.

Alyss glared. "Don't be so rude." She snapped at him. "Honestly, I don't know why I even bother with you." She squeaked when Arion gave her a kiss on the lips and she began to blush.

I rolled my eyes. "Should I move to another compartment?" I asked the lovebirds but they seemed to not have heard me. I smiled at them. 'I wish I have what they have.' I thought and felt Athena's agreement. 'But we'll be patient, right?'

Take heed to mother's words, Fayt. I know you are thinking of Harry. If we linger to our feelings for him we may get hurt. Athena cautioned me.

I resisted the urge to frown. 'What... What if we have a chance? Harry and Cho Chang aren't together.' I pointed out. I waited as Athena pondered.

You have a point but I believe it's a dangerous path to seek Harry. Athena finally said. I'm sure you know this as well.

"So how was the States?" Arion asked. He finally turned his attention to me and I frowned as I recalled the memories that happened.

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