"All the hexes have been set" asked Remus as Nymphadora sat down beside him.
"Yes" said Nymphadora almost in a whisper, while her skin was pale.
"Are you feeling alright Tonks" asked Arthur.
"Draco's taking it hard" said Nymphadora.
"For the reasons of him being here" asked Molly.
"No...for a reason my dear aunt refused to tell us" said Nymphadora.
"And what would that be" asked Molly.
Remus looked Nymphadora long and hard into the eyes, as though he could read her thoughts. Which then, after a few moments Arthur received the same message. Molly seemed to pale greatly once she understood.
"I'm going to go and scrub the dishes" said Molly standing up.
"Molly" said Arthur.
"No, no...I'll be fine" said Molly walking to the kitchen slowly, as though she were a zombie.
"Are you sure" asked Remus.
"Draco seemed to be dying to speak it aloud" said Nymphadora.
"Everyone has a breaking point, and from the way the boy is acting...we can expect a lot more for him to be telling, that is if he is willing to speak" said Arthur.
"Lucius has pushed him through quite a lot, and for him to bottle his feelings for so long...I am surprised Draco hadn't broken sooner" said Remus.
"You've failed me Lucius" said Voldemort.
"Potter got in the way, my lord" said Lucius.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed.
"Perhaps you do deserve a second chance, but this time...do not allow your daughter to slip through your grasp so simply, make them realize they can not take what is rightfully yours" said Voldemort.
Lucius bowed, and then disapparated. He reappeared in the wheat fields, and grabbed a hold of his left arm.
"Bounds & hexes" said Lucius aloud.
Perhaps he gave Draco too little credit, maybe after all the years of Lucius' teachings had finally payed off. He then disapparated, and landed in his office. There he could begin a plan to retrieve Millie, his sweet little gentle dove; which he could repetitively have his way with, in her bedroom. Though he did want see Millie prance around in her green skirt that came above her knees and the white button up shirt, the mere thought nearly made him erect. She would be thirteen soon, and he would certainly enjoy that.
Early the next morning, Draco had bathed himself and clothed himself and arrived inside his sister's bedroom. Where she had already done the same, and she smiled at him.
"Hello Draco" said Millie.
"Matin" said Draco (translation: Morning).
"C'est presque mon anniversaire" said Millie smiling. (translation: It's almost my birthday)
"Oui, vous devenez trop vieux" said Draco (translation: Yes, you're becoming too old).
Millie smiled at Draco, and then walked out of the room. She would turn thirteen tomorrow, it was too soon for Draco. Which meant he'd no longer be able to pick up his little sister, from the fact she will grow taller.
"Hello Harry" said Millie walking past Harry.
"Hi" said Harry his eyes following Millie as she walked away.
"Potter" said Draco, causing Harry's eyes to look to Draco not noticing he'd come beside him.
"We can be alright acquaintances, but if you ever happen to hurt my sister...I'll kill you, without hesitating" said Draco who then went and sat in the living room, where his sister was.
"Looks like Malfoys got it in for you mate" said Ron.
"Really? Because to me, it sounded more like he's trying to protect his sister" said Hermione.
"Who's side are you on" stated Ron, looking to Hermione.
"I'm not on anyones side" said Hermione to Ron, which she then looked to Harry.
"Just keep your distance Harry, Malfoy sounded serious...and he can do things that spells can't block" said Hermione.