a/n: Here is Chapter 6. As always, please read and review. Offer ideas if you like. Criticize if you must. Or any thought you have on the story, please let me know. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that right belongs to the magical J.K Rowling. I only own my original character and the imagination that came up with this fic.
Chapter 6
Draco and I looked towards the direction the voice had come from, searching the shadows. Then we saw a figure clad in black robes. Her face hidden my the hood of her cloak.
"Draco Malfoy, if you don't want anything to happen to the person you hold most dear in this world. You will return to England to face me by tomorrow morning," the woman said, and with that, she vanished as if she was never there.
Draco sat staring at the place the woman had just been for a brief moment then stood up, pulling me up with him. "We need to go," he said as he waved his wand and the tent started to pack itself up. He handed me my backpack and pulled me close against him. "Hold on tight," he said, and without another word we disapparated.
When we stopped moving, I looked up and saw that we were back at my parent's house. Draco let go of his hold around my waist and took my hand as we walked up the porch steps. He knocked on the door and waited. A minute later the door opened and there stood my father.
He looked at us for a moment then spoke. "Belle, Draco, we didn't expect to see the two of you so soon. Is there something wrong?" he asked, noticing the distress on Draco's face.
"Sir, I realize that it's rather late in the evening and I apologize. But, do you have a FlooPort, if so I need to use it immediately?" Draco said getting right to the point.
My father nodded. "Yes, we do. It's connected to the fireplace in the study," he said, leading the way.
Once we were in the study, I stopped and let go of Draco's hand. Noticing this, he turned and looked at me.
"Draco, what's going on? Where are we going?" I asked.
He sighed and took my hand in his. "I'm going to return to England using a FlooPort." At my confused look, he explained further. "A FlooPort is basically just international floo travel. The only difference is it takes more floo powder."
"Then I'm going with you!" I said earnestly, gripping his hand tighter.
He shook his head, "Belle, I can't ask you to do that for me. This isn't your fight."
"No, you didn't ask me to go with you, but I want to. I want to help you."
For a moment he looked like he wanted to say something. Maybe tell me not to come with him. But then he pulled me against his chest, hugging me tightly. "Thank you, Belle," he murmured against my forehead.
Behind us, my father cleared his throat. I let go of Draco and turned around, seeing my mother had joined us. They both hugged me and told me to be safe. With that Draco and I turned towards the fireplace.
"You ready, Belle?" Draco said taking my hand. "We going to FlooPort together." We stepped into the fireplace together. Draco wrapped one arm tightly around my waist and grabbed a large fist fully of floo powder from the jar my father held out to us. "Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England," Draco said.
Then green flames engulfed us. A few minutes later Draco and I stepped out of green flames into a dimly lit study. I would have stumbled if Draco didn't still have his arm wrapped around my waist. As we stepped out of the fireplace the door to the study opened and a tall man with long blonde hair and gray eyes, the same color as Draco's, walked in. A woman in emerald green robes, also with the same pale blonde hair, followed him. Instantly I knew who they were. Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.
"Draco," Lucius said. "What are you doing here at this hour?"
"Where is he, Father?" Draco said, walking towards his parents.
Lucius frowned and said. "In his room, asleep. Where else would he be at this hour, Draco?"
Draco walked past them. "I'd like to see for myself."
Feeling nervous about being left alone with the two older Malfoys, I quickly followed Draco out into the hall. We walked up a long staircase and turned right down the long hall at the top of the stairs. Finally stopping in front of a door, Draco eased the door open and we went inside the room. We walked over to a small bed in the corner and peered down at the sleeping form who had a blanket pulled up over it. Draco pulled back the covers to reveal a small boy with pale blonde hair.
He looks like a mini Draco. I thought as I looked down at the sleeping child.
Draco smoothed the boy's tousled hair and kissed his head. The boy smiled slightly, still fast asleep.
Draco stood up, took my hand in his, and we left the boys bedroom to go back downstairs to the study we had arrived in.
As we approached the door I stopped and Draco turned to look at me. "Was that your-"
"Son." Draco finished for me. "Yeah, that was Scorpius."
"So you and Astoria?" I asked.
He nodded smiling. "We were married for a year. Then we had Scorpius three years ago."
I frowned. "What happened to Astoria?"
Draco frowned too but replied. "She died giving birth to Scorpius. She was never a very healthy. She had many health problems, her heart being one of them, and the pregnancy just made it worse. It was too hard on her body and heart. The labor left her body weak. Her heart gave out a few hours after giving birth. Since then my parents have helped me raise Scorpius."
"Why didn't you tell me any this?"
He sighed. "It's something I don't really like to talk about. It's not like I loved her, but she was my friends. Ours was an arranged marriage."
I nodded in understanding. "Thank you for telling me," I said giving him a kiss on the cheek.
He smiled at me and opened the door to the study. Lucius and Narcissa were still there but had seated themselves on one of the couches in front of the fireplace. Draco took my hand, kissing the back of it before leading me to the couch opposite his parents. The older Malfoys watched Draco and me, noticing our closeness.
"So Draco," said Lucius. "I don't think you introduced us to your lovely new friend."
"This is Belle Bennet. She helped me when I was in America, while I was hiding," Draco said, smiling at me. "And she's my new girlfriend."
I smiled back at him feeling my cheeks blush.
"Belle, I'd like you to meet my parents, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy."
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Belle," Lucius said standing up and walking over to me.
I stood as well as he extended a hand to me and shook my hand. Narcissa also rose from the couch and greeted me. Then they took their seats again.
"Well, Draco, why have you come back? Has something happened?" Narcissa asked turning to look at her son.
Draco nodded and explained what happened over the past week and just a few, short hours ago. When he reached the part about the woman threatening Scorpius, Narcissa gasped.
"Well, there is nothing to be done tonight, Draco. I suggest that you and Miss Bennet go and get some rest. Your mother and I will check the security wards before we retire," Lucius said, as he stood and bid us both goodnight. And Narcissa did the same then her and Lucius left.
Once they were gone Draco and I stood and he led me to a guest room across the hall from his and Scorpius's rooms. Draco kissed me on the cheek and told me goodnight, leaving me by myself in the large guest room.
I walked deeper into the dark room with only my wand to light my way. I wrapped my arms around myself to trying to ward off the chill creeping over me. Even though it was summer, it was dreadfully cold. Then my wand light passed over a fireplace against the left side of the room. My mind immediately remembered the fire-making spell that was mentioned in the Harry Potter books. I shrugged my shoulders and decided to see if it was an actual spell or one that was made up.
I pointed my wand at the logs in the fireplace, trusting my instincts, and repeated the spell. "Incendio." Instantly a fire leaped to life in the hearth, casting light and warmth about the room. I glanced around the room in awe. It was a magnificently decorated room. It reminded me of spring time. The walls were painted gray with blooming tulip trees painted here and there. The chairs in front of the fire were and light green. And the covers on the four poster bed were a light pink. There was a small writing desk near the large window on the far side of the room. I walked over to the window, but it was so dark outside that I couldn't see what lay out in the night. I turned away from the window and looked back at the bed, realizing, for the first time, just how tired I was from the long day. I decided not to search my backpack for my pajamas and simply slipped my jeans and tank top off. Then crawled into the large four poster bed.
Despite how tired I was, I tossed and turned for hours. My mind racing with everything that had happened over the last week. First, finding out that, to some extent anyway, the Harry Potter books loved around the world by millions were true. Then that Draco freaking Malfoy was actually a nice guy. I learned that I was a witch. And that my parents were also part of the magical world. But because of some long ago made prophesy, MACUSA had sealed my powers away. If I hadn't met Draco, I would have probably lived out my life not knowing my true self. Now tonight I learned that Draco had a son. That he was married once. I smiled to myself as I thought over that last piece of information. In all honesty, I should have known that already from the books. After a while, my racing mind finally slowed and rested on an image of Draco. My last conscious thought was of Draco looking at me smiling.
I was in a meadow filled with wildflowers. Looking down at myself I saw I was wearing a long spaghetti strapped maxi dress. Its color was white, gradually changed to a light blue. My feet were bare, my long hair hung free down my back. As I looked across the meadow a light breeze blew from behind me, blowing my hair out in front of me. And rustling the hem of my dress around my feet. From across the meadow, I saw a figure approaching me. As he got closer I realized it was Draco and ran to meet him halfway. I leaped into his arms and he spun us around. He sat me back on my feet and took my hand. He led me to a lake at the far side of the meadow. There, as if waiting for us, was a lovely picnic. We sat and ate by the edge of the water. After some time our eyes locked. He reached out and gently touched my face. I leaned my face into his palm, closing my eyes. Draco leaned towards me, his lips brushed against mine.
Then the sky darkened. The wind picked up. The once calm, clear water of the lake became choppy and clouded. I turned behind me and saw figures clad black hooded robes moving towards us across the meadow. One raised its wand. A flash of green light shot out from the wand, hitting Draco square in the chest. Draco fell to the ground, his eyes wide and unseeing. As rain started to fall from the dark clouds above. I looked around for my wand but couldn't find it. I was defenseless. The owner of the wand that had killed Draco, looked at me then and trained the wand on me. I saw the green flash come towards me. And then nothing.
End of Chapter 6
a/n: Well that was chapter 6. I think this fic will wrap up here in the next few chapters. If you liked this chapter please let me know in the comments below. Or if you didn't like it I would still love to hear from you.
If you would like to read more of my work, head on over to my author's page, I just started an InuYasha fic. If that's not you cup of tea I do have another Harry Potter fic planned for the future. Just have to reread the books. It's going to be all seven books through another point of view. Well major plot point anyway, cause lets face it if I wrote the fic exactly like the books that would be one enormously long fic. And then I have a Dragon Ball Z one also in the works. Also a modern Anne Of Green Gables fic. And maybe down the road a few more HP ones. But right now those HP fics, other than the previously mentioned one, are all very rough ideas. Anyways...kind of rambling here.
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~Jenna Nyne~