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Well this is chapter three I think its better then the last there will be more action!!!! Please read and review any criticism will do. Enjoy!
August 18th cont….
"Ha ha hmmmmm oh Draco you blessed child today you will run into a bush with purple flowers muggle banking and two of your greatest friends inside a gold galleon."
WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN
"You're supposed to tell his future, not give us dribble "
Lucius growled as stalked toward the ancient women who sat opposite his young, son fear welling inside him as he glared at her and leaned down nose to nose with her and said in a deadly whisper that made his son recoil next to him
"Tell us something we can use."
"I will tell him what I wish to tell him but as long as you and your wife are in my presence I'll tell him nothing more" she said smiling up into my Lucius's scowling face.
Shit … they're not going to leave me hear with her they never leave me alone never! ….. I've been under lock and key my entire life my siblings are hid away somewhere in our home no one even knows they were born and she thinks they're going to leave me alone with her!
"besides nothing I tell you can help him, especially if you continue to shelter him the way you "
"YOU TOLD US TO TEACH AND PROTECT HIM OR WE WOULD LOSE HIM" Lucius roared interrupting the aged psychic. "AND –"
"AND NOW I'M TELLING YOU TO STOP" the tiny women bellowed back. "NOW SIT!"
Lucius paused for a second and glared at the woman, and with a reassuring glance from his wife he returned to his seat in the back of the room.
"Now that's better" said as she stood up and wobbled to a cabinet behind where she had been sitting and pulled out a bottle and two glass and poured clear liquid into them. She sipped from one glass and smiled before turning back to the young boy still seated at the table.
He sat staring at her not knowing what to make of the situation, dozens of thoughts were coursing through his mind and a small amount of hope was starting to creep into them as well.
Maybe things will go back to the way they used to be ….. Maybe they'll let me leave the house alone
…..I could make some friends for once …read a book for fun ….. Maybe even play a game of quiditch with real people not enchanted shrubbery…. Maybe…..
He barely noticed when she laid his glass before him.
"Drink this young one, then give me your had so I may see" she said smiling as she sat down across from him
Oh boy, what the hell did she put in my cup…… its clear it doesn't smell like anything maybe it's just water and she's just screwing with me they do that right…. Ok she's staring at me why are women always staring at me … I know why they stare at my dad but I'm eleven ……. Shit here goes nothing
He thought as he picked up the glass and knocked it back like a shot and stuck out his hand like he was going to be cuffed ant hauled off to Azkaban.
Clarissa took his hand doing her best to stifle a giggle, the boy still hadn't opened his eyes.
She closed her eyes and ran her thin frail fingers over his palms and began to hum.
Why is she humming ….. This is getting a little weird even for her …. I guess this isn't so bad the liquidy stuff tasted like pears and alcohol actually pretty good … he he pears I like pears its fun to say pearrrrrrrrrs kind a like prrrrrrrrrrr he he oh shit the room is spinning…… why is the room sprinning..
The boy began to sway to the elder woman's humming and suddenly fell out of his chair completely onto a pile of pillows that had appeared under his chair.
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AN
Obviously this isn't finished I need to get it up
I plan to finish it in the next few days Please read and review I'm still trying to get a beta sorry