The Untold Story of Kyra Malfoy

4. Filled With Love

The Ministry believed Lucius about the Imperius Curse, and we retained our immense social standing and political influence, much to our relief. I had absolutely no desire to raise two children while my husband was in the black prison of Azkaban. Things settled down and the poisonous fear that had we'd been living with since the war began was gone. And I was very glad of it. I didn't want my children to grow up in the middle of a war.

They lived in a safe time, without worries or fears. Draco and Kyra were very close. She always looked out for him, and he always looked up to her. Draco was shy and cautious. Kyra had a soft way about her that I admired. She was stubborn, however; very stubborn. And outspoken as well, which caused many arguments between her and Lucius.

"Daddy?" she said one morning.

"Yes?" he grunted as he flipped through the pages of the Prophet.

"Where's Auntie Bella?" she asked.

I stiffened and watched my husband with worry. For the couple years of Draco's life, Lucius had been very attentive to both of our children. Then, almost suddenly, he began neglecting giving attention to Kyra. He focused completely on Draco and often acted as if Kyra didn't exist. And when she stirred up trouble by asking questions such as that, he always got upset. Very upset.

"I've told you," he said indifferently. "She's on a trip."

Kyra was silent for a moment. "Where's, um...An-dah-rohm-da?"

My heart gave an involuntary spasm and my fork clattered on my plate when I dropped it. Draco, who even at five was very intuitive, sensed that things were about to get ugly and excused himself to the restroom. Lucius folded down the top half of the paper to look at her with piercing eyes.

"Where did you hear that name?" he asked coldly.

"I read it," she declared proudly. "On the family tree. But her face was a black smudge. So where is she?"

"I do not know, nor do I care," he replied, flipping the paper back up. "Your Aunt Andromeda married Mudblood scum and has thus been cast out of the family."

Kyra frowned, and I could tell that this didn't sit well with her. "They got married?"

"Yes."

"Do they love each other?"

He flipped the paper down again and glared at her with an extreme ferocity. She didn't flinch, however; she simply met his gaze with her own ferocity. I felt the room turn red.

"Any so called love between a pureblood and a Mudblood is sick," he said, barely retaining his anger. "That woman has disgraced our family."

Kyra glowered at him and picked at her food. "Why do we have to hate them? The Muggles and the not purebloods?"

Lucius' face was slowly turning purple, and panic seized my heart.

"I don't see a difference," she muttered to herself. "They look the same as us."

My heart broke clean in two.

"Go to your room!" Lucius thundered, jumping to his feet and causing his chair to topple over behind him with a hideous bang.

Kyra looked at him with fear and shock, then scampered out of the dining room and up the stairs. Half a beat later, I heard another pair of footsteps follow her up, and I knew that Draco had retreated to his room as well, which was good.

Rising slowly from my chair, I gave my husband a piercing glare. "I'll go speak with her."

He said nothing, just stood there with a heaving chest.

So I stepped carefully as I left the room; I didn't want to cut myself on the fragments of our happiness that were lying on the floor.

I was about to enter Kyra's room when I heard her broken sobs. Draco was with her, asking her what was wrong. I peered through the crack and spied them on her lustrous canopy bed. She was lying on her stomach, face pressed into a pillow. Draco sat beside her, hands placed reassuringly on her back.

"Daddy's mean," she cried. "He's full of hate."

A crease formed between my baby boy's eyebrows.

"Don't be like Daddy," she told him, meeting his eyes. "Be filled with love."

"But Ky - "

"Promise me," she said vehemently, sitting up suddenly and turning to face him. She clutched his hands in hers.

Draco nodded, his young, innocent face filled with confusion. "I promise."

I turned away from the door and blinked the hot tears from my blue eyes.

Oh how I wish he could have fulfilled that promise.

Here's chapter four!

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~Ki