Chapter Five: the family reunion one

'That's what makes humans so dangerous. They want everything. They aren't satisfied with what they are. They want to be everything else as well. -Faro (Indigo)'

Lucie's eyes opened slowly as she sat up, her eyes suddenly focusing on the figure before her. The long black hair was strangely familiar to Lucie, the dark eyes and the pale figure that was hidden by a thick, black cloak with blood red heels peeping out the bottom of the hem. The woman was strikingly beautiful with her sharp cheekbones and angled jaw.

"Malfoy?" Lucie found herself croaking, looking around the dimly lit room, which she knew had to be on the Hogwarts grounds as she knew no one could apparate on the school grounds.

"Oh, your boyfriend will be find sweetie," the woman jeered, her dark eyes flashing mischievously.

"He's not my boyfriend," Lucie corrected, crawling towards Scorpius' stirring form. His grey eyes open gracefully and he sits himself upright, his eyes analysing the woman from the tip of her heels to the dark hair on her head. Lucie found herself staring at Malfoy, longer than she probably should have.

"Lucie, are you alright?" Scorpius inquired, his eyes flickering towards the girl beside him quickly, his eyes trailing up and down her thin form for any injuries.

"I'm fine," Lucie replied quietly, casting a weak smile in his direction.

"Ain't young love sweet?" the woman coos sarcastically, every time Lucie looked at her, the more and more familiar she became. Although she just couldn't fit a name to her face.

"What do you want with us?" Scorpius drawled, clearly feeling tiresome towards the whole situation.

"Why do I want you?" the woman said slowly, dragging the words out of her mouth at what could be described as a glacial pace, "I think you know, Malfoy, deep down why I want you. Your father will have told you, no doubt, he'll have told you what's coming. Something you won't be able to stop, not even your coward of a father will be able to stop what's coming." She adds with a mad cackle, throwing her head back with mirth.

"That doesn't explain why you want Lucie?" Scorpius said, jumping to his feet and hauling Lucie to her feet soon afterwards.

"Oh, Lucie, such a beautiful girl," the woman's dark eyes trail across Lucie's face, drinking her in, "so small and innocent. We both know, Malfoy, that her father played a large part in the war, but I don't care for that. It's her mother I'm interested in, the infamous River Black, bravery beyond measure." The woman pauses for a second, "Let's just say, Malfoy, I couldn't resist."

Lucie cocked her head to the side in confusion, staring at her feet and catching a glimpse of her and Malfoy's intertwined fingers. If this were at any other time, she would have shrieked, shoved him away from her and possibly hexed him into oblivion, but at this moment: it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

"Wait," Lucie's head snapped up, "how do you know my mother?"

"Me and your mother go way back, sweetheart, way back, even before Hogwarts." The woman smirked, enjoying watching Lucie's brain work over time to piece together the information given.

"Amelie," Lucie breathed, almost inaudibly.

"Excuse me?" the woman shrieks, clearly taken aback my Lucie's words.

"You're the sister my mother never mentions," Lucie replied, allowing a smirk to grace her delicate features, "the one she hates. You're Amelie Black, my mother's younger sister."

"I underestimated you, Lucie, you're more intelligent than I thought," Amelie said, admiring her nails in false interest, "Amelie Black, at your service," she cried overdramatically, and curtseying.

"Excuse me? What?" Scorpius asked incredulously, his brow furrowed.

"I have to say, Malfoy, I imagined you a little more intelligent than this." Amelie smirked, Lucie couldn't help but think how alike Amelie and her mother were, right down to them having the same smirk. It was like looking at a clone of her mother.

"Hey!" Lucie exclaimed defensively, not entirely sure why she was defending Malfoy, especially since in return she was staring at her with a bemused expression plastered over his sculpted face.

"You might want to buy your girlfriend a muzzle, Malfoy," Amelie grinned casting me a bored look.

"She's not my girlfriend," Scorpius corrected, his grip tightening on Lucie's hand.

Amelie took three steps forward, the sound of her heels echoing around the dimly lit room, she looked straight into his eyes and whispered, "If she's not your girlfriend, then why are you still holding her hand?" then arched her thin eyebrow.

Lucie pulled her hand from Scorpius' grasp before clearing her throat, "I don't understand," she said, cocking her head to the side once again out of habit, "I don't understand what you want?"

"I want you, both of you, dead," Amelie said in a bored tone, looking at her nails in false admiration.

"Then what's stopping you?" Scorpius drawled, raising his eyebrows.

"There'll be plenty of time to do it, and that time is not tonight."

Lucie nodded slowly, gulping, "Why?" she croaked, her voice cracking under the intensity of Amelie's gaze. It was like receiving a glare from her mother, and you could trust her when she said that her mother was infamous for her glaring, that and her bravery.

"Your mother dearest stole something of mine, and now I want it back," Amelie stated briefly, venom clear in her voice.

"What, what could my mother of possibly have stolen from you?" Lucie croaked once again, thinking of her honest mother back home. Her mother had always been honest about such things, she was not the type of person to steal something- especially not from her own sister, she had always said that family was the most important thing in the world.

"She took my daughter!" Amelie screamed, her cool façade disappearing almost immediately, "I thought I ought to return the favour." She added, forcing her tone back to it's previous calm state.

"That doesn't explain why you want Scorpius, he's done nothing to you," Lucie asked, her tone still weak and wavering.

"Malfoy's parents owe me big time, big time," Amelie spat, narrowing her dark eyes at Scorpius who had remained silent, allowing the information to sink in to his mind. "he knows this, he always has."

"He's not my boyfriend," Lucie repeated in annoyance, "if you want revenge, I don't see why you don't just finish it now."

"There's a set date, Lucie," Scorpius hissed in her ear, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling him closer towards her protectively.

"Well done, mal-"

Amelie's remark was interrupted by an almighty and almost deafening crash towards the left of the room. Lucie and Scorpius fell to the floor at the force of the crash, Lucie landing on top of Scorpius by accident, her head hitting of the floor. Scorpius' head shot up and towards the left of the room, where a large hole had been blown into the wall and in that opening stood: both of his parents, what he assumed was Lucie's mother and Professor McGonagall, all looking furious.

"Amelie!" River screeched, running towards her daughter who lay beside the Malfoy boy seemingly unconscious.

"This is not over!" Amelie yelled in reply before disappearing in a cloud of black smoke that smelled distinctly of tobacco.

Scorpius coughed, casting a glance at Lucie's dark haired mother whose eyes were filled with sadness as she stared at her daughter, stroking her hair. He stood to his feet, cradling Lucie's unconscious body in his arms and walking towards the opening and past his parents.

"Mister Malfoy, where do you think you're going?" Professor McGonagall yelled after him.

"I'm taking care of it," Scorpius replied loudly, heading towards the hospital wing.

Just the complication of my story, I'm just getting started on this... again.

Tell me what you think?

thanks again,

-C.E.S