Malfoy Manor.
"And go mad for long," - Draco thought wearily, watching through the window a little lighter. In recent weeks, he used to lie awake at night, looking blankly canopy over the bed. For the first time, he was not happy return home. There, at Hogwarts, Harry had been able to see it, even from a distance, during a dinner in the Great Hall or joint lesson, to breathe the air warmed by his presence, to hear the words, though not addressed to him ...
Draco stubbornly clenched teeth. In the four weeks spent at home, he never got used to being alone and irrational feelings of loss. In vain he tried to convince himself that will not succumb veylovskim instincts will not allow Harry to poison his life ... It's useless. Awakened vale partner demanded attention as desperately as dying of thirst - a sip of water. By day, he still kept trying to fill the endless hours of reading books, homework and testing new spells. But as night fell it covered such anguish that most fit to impose themselves on Awad. Draco resisted with all his Veela will immediately go in search of a partner and to protect the Dark Lord. After that, it would be most natural to fall on his knees before shramogolovym with a marriage proposal.
Draco shudder at the thought of it. With a sigh, he reached out and took the bottle from the bedside cabinet passed Snape. The bottle was half-empty - despite the warnings of his godfather, Draco needed to constantly take a potion to get a little rest. In recent days, no potions he could not sleep ...
- Draco, honey, wake up. You're crying, are you? - Narcissa soft and hard at the same time fingering his shoulder. Draco opened his eyes and felt the tears running down his cheeks. Examined in the light of a burning candle pale face of his mother, he realized that now have to answer questions, which he studiously avoided.
Narcissa touched the cool hand on his forehead:
- Take it easy, you just had a nightmare. It happens. But maybe you're a bit sick, and I invite the family doctor? No, it is best to turn to Snape ...
In response to this vale sobbed as if all eyes would weep. Draco sighed. No, the next it can not continue. He fought enough, and the mother should be to know what to deal with. All the more so let Narcissa learns from him, not from the cross. One familiar force - and the palm turns into a paw predator:
- Mom, you know what that is? - Draco was trying to ignore the tears that rolled down his cheeks, and especially not to think about what would happen if the Veela decides to shamefully just burst into tears at Hogwarts.
Narcissa Malfoy flinched and stepped back, perfect facial features were distorted:
- It can not be!
- How I wish you were right. Mom, I can tell you it's just you. I am Veela, one of those magical creatures that were given by the Malfoys and Black. And I need my partner. I need Harry Potter. But he refused to be with me ...
Narcissa thought she was going to faint. Her only son is Veela, and his life depends on the decision of the Boy-Who-Lived, beyond which, in turn, is hunting the Dark Lord.
Besides, he - the first man - Veela is unknown how many centuries. It seems connected with this kind of family legend ... What to do? Tell Lucius? But he accepted the label and the Lord can be a threat to her son. And yet it is the only way.
- Mom, what do I do? Is there any remedy? I fear that soon will not stand and do something crazy ... she made me do. - Draco's voice sounded fainter, but almost sobbing stopped. Vail listened with interest to the conversation, wondering whether she will be able to benefit from anxiety Daffodils. For example, to make her Harry apparated to Malfoy Manor right now ...
- Draco, do not you worry. I myself speak to your father, and we will find a solution that satisfies everyone.
- I can get rid of this?
- Maybe - evasively Narcissus - and now go to sleep some more. Dark circles under your eyes not to face. I'll sit with you until you fall asleep ...
Lucius sat in a chair near the fireplace is almost extinct. Recently, the Malfoy family fortune changed. Returning from obscurity Dark Lord destroyed everything Lucius plans to secure future, and now it was no longer about how to keep the wealth or influence, - no, Lucius was thinking hard how to save the lives of yourself and your family. He had a feeling that the second war will be worse and more violent one, and feared that his family did not become a bargaining chip. In the end, the credibility of the Dark Lord to him shaken, and from the Ministry and the Order of the Phoenix mercy not wait!
Yet Lucius was desperately looking for an opportunity to leave the Death Eaters, if possible, not substituting a blow for his family. He was never a fanatic, and although did not like Muggles and Mudbloods, did not consider it necessary to their physical destruction. And especially not going to risk life and liberty for the sake of a half-breed who has lost the human form. But the Dark Lord can not apply for dismissal. Either life service, or death ...
Narcissa ... entered into a large room, emitting a light wand. Her long blond hair fell over her shoulders, the soft folds of her dress emphasized her slender figure. In the dim light, it seemed to him even more young and fragile than before.
- Again, do not sleep at night? He invited me to make the company - Narcissa tried to smile.
- Do you miss him? Do not you avoiding me a few weeks after the arrival of a loved son? - Malfoy looked at her coldly. Their union from the beginning was not for love, but the time and habit to smooth things over. In the old Malfoy was not divorce, so they had no choice but to get used to each other. Moreover, sometimes even Lucius jealous wife ... to his own son.
Narcissa sat on the arm of the chair. Conversation with her husband was coming not from the lungs to the same after spending half the night without sleep, she was tired. And yet decided to act immediately, as soon as the house elves told her about Lucius return from a business trip.
- I wanted to talk about Draco's happened to him trouble.
- Again? Every time he has a problem, you come to me. So it was from that moment that he needed to become a fisher of Slytherin, and then when it scratched Hippogriff ... So what now? You know, because I have things to do, and except for our son. Which, it may soon have to take the Dark Mark.
Narcissa screamed in terror.
Lucius just shrugged:
- Tell me again what is wrong with the boy. I do not promise to help, but you never know.
Narcissa feared her husband's reaction to the news that his heir was Vail. How she was surprised when Lucius' face suddenly took dreamy artful expression. Even the news that the Potter, once which took the elder Malfoy's house elf to become a partner Draco did not spoil his mood. The bright eyes flashed Lucius celebration. Narcissa tried to quell concerns from nowhere who had taken:
- What do we do? Apparently, Potter turned him down.
- Yeah, and once dared - Lucius drawled sarcastically. His lips again formed a smile. Narcissa started, but decided to go to the end:
- We need to help Draco, we're his parents. Themselves to talk to Harry or to try to put pressure on him ... I do not know, there must be a way!
- A son does not change with the next issue ran to mommy - meanwhile dropped Lucius and grimaced. - Your overprotection does not go in his favor. However, this whole situation really - very nasty ... I do not want to explain to the Dark Lord this news. He's, you know, completely devoid of a sense of humor. On the other hand, the Malfoys only one heir. You know what, Narcissa you send it to the community to Veela.
- Where to? - Woman turned pale. - Why?
- May refuse to Veela relationship with his tribe, and, accordingly, the need for a partner, if you drink the potion out of the hands of other Veela. This will save the boy. - Lucius squeezed his wife's hand reassuringly.
- Then I'll go with it! - Started to Narcissa, but then stopped when he heard her husband's voice, dry:
- Do not even think, I forbid you. Veela will not tolerate strangers in their territory. Only Draco is not in danger. In addition, it is time to grow up and stop hiding behind your skirt.
- But!
- No "buts", dear, just tell that to him - this is the only chance to survive. And I do not want to continue this ridiculous conversation.
Narcissa ... left the office with a heavy heart, and did not notice the smile on the face of her husband has become even brighter. Lucius was elated. Just think - a minute ago, he thought that the tide has turned against the Malfoys, and now, apparently, it turned out that not only Potter - the child of the prophecy! His son would be those who would save him, Lucius of humiliating role sender ... If Voldemort finally do as his father tells him.
Of course, the risk is there, but the chances of winning and increased many times over. If everything goes well, in the magical world Malfoy heir kind will not be equal? ...