People often say that if you love someone then let them go, but what if the person was ripped from your life? What if you don't want to or can't let go, simply because it was to no choice of yours or theirs to go away? I'll never let go, I'll keep him in my heart forever even after I'm gone from this life.

March 17, 1980. 8:34 PM.

Dear Diary

Hello old friend how are you? I'm okay today though I still miss Lyric so much it hurts. I see Gabriel sometimes but he doesn't say anythung. I don't know why, maybe it's because iof the Dark Lord? I don't know, I've just been thinking about him and crying so much.

I really do miss him.

~Lucia~

The young girl sighed as she set her quill on her desk and began flipping through the previous pages of her journal, the few from the last couple of weeks all said nearly the exact same thing except for her occasional rant about the soon to come baby which on February 24 she'd been told by her mother that it would be a boy and to be quite honest all this seemed to sadden the young Malfoy greatly to the point where she began to retreat to her room whenever she could, but what else was she to do? The only thing keeping her from utterly going mad was writing in the only friend she had left to tell everything to.

Lucia sighed again as a tear slid down her cheek.

At that moment, there was a few knocks on her door and she jumped. Who could it be? Why were they at her door? were they going to take away her diary? Acting as quickly as she could, the seven year old opened her desk drawer, shoved the diary inside, slammed it shut and was on her feet just as the door was opening and Gabriel entered, a strange look on his face.

"Lucia?" He questioned and when she nodded, he pulled a bright white envelope out of his pocket and held it out to her. "My nephew Lyric for some reason wanted me to give you this." He said and with that, he turned and walked out leaving a very confused Malfoy behind.

A letter? From Lyric?

As soon as Gabriel was gone and the door was shut behind him, Lucia ran over and locked it. Then running over and jumping on her bed with the letter, she was just about to rip the thing open when deciding to be more careful, she sat up and carefully began to tear at the envelope, being sure not to damage it as she did.

When the blindly white sheet of paper fell out of it's equally white envelope, Lucia was just thinking that it was rather small for a whole letter when she picked it up and understood. The letter was folded. Unfolding the piece of paper and scanning it quickly, the seven year old nearly squealed at seeing the familiar handwriting of her left handed friend.

March 14, 1980. 5:13 PM.

HELLO LUCI! I HOPE YOU'RE WELL!

I really miss you Lucia I'm glad I can write to you but sadly this will be the only letter you receive from me because I have to stay hidden and Gabriel no longer has any idea about my psst or what happened that night.

Let me explain.

When he saved me that night, his wife Sarah was out so what he did was he wrote a letter to himself saying that I was his nephew and addressed it from some random dead family member then he put a memory modifying charm on himself and PRESTO! I have a cover! :D

Anyway, I am doing well so please do not worry yourself about me and don't be sad, I have a new home and a new family so all is fine. I miss you and will continue to for the rest of my life, but I know you don't want me to be sad so I won't and I expect the same from you. Do not be sad. I promise that we will see each other again someday. I mean Hey, we even have the scars to remind us remember?

Well, I need to go so I guess this is good bye... Good luck in Life my best friend and I wish you well.

Goodbye? no, its never goodbye! its see you soon!

~Lyric~

When she reached the end of the letter, the young Malfoy had to squeeze her eyes tightly shut to keep out the many tears that were threatening to spill down her cheeks. "I have to be brave for Lyric." She told herself and opening her eyes, she was just calming down when she decided to flip the page over and that's when she couldn't stop the inevitable.

Warm tears flowed as Lucia stared at the picture that her best friend had drawn. The picture was a drawing of the pair of them from that day he was taken away, when they had been on the beach. In the captured moment made of ink on a page, Lucia was laughing and her hair was flowing beautifully as the other blonde chased her, large smiles on both their faces. "Why'd they have to take you away?" Lucia asked as she cried and of course there was no response which only made the girl cry harder then ever.

~As the days wore on after I got my last letter from Lyric, I began to except the stone cold truth of reality. Perhaps I was Meant to be alone.

For the next couple of months, I would become more sucluded then ever before, and in turn my relationship with my parents only dwindled even more, if that was possible and then he came.

On June 5th 1980, Draco Malfoy was born.~

June 5th 1980. 3:35 AM.

Dear Diary

Hello Diary, Sorry I'm writing at such an ungodly hour, but I was woken up an hour ago by Dobby because apparently my mother is having the new baby and father wanted me to be there to see him as soon as possible.

I'm so sleepy, I keep dozing off and getting marks all over the page. I tell father when he comes out to see me that I want to go to bed but he says that I have to wait because the baby is too important and this will be the first time I see him. Well you wanna know what I have to say.

HE'S A BABY! HE WONT EVEN REMEMBER THIS DAY FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN'S PINKY I WANT TO GO TO SSSSSSDLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP!

Ugh!

Oh! I hear the baby crying! Well I might as well go see him.

I will write later.

~Lucia~

Closing her diary with a yawn, the seven year old waited a moment or two before her father came out and got her to see her brand new baby brother Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"He's perfect!" Lucius and Narcissa cooed as the male Malfoy took the baby into his arms and kneeling in front of his daughter, he showed her how to hold him. As soon as her brother was calm and in her arms, Lucia couldn't help but smile. He really was perfect, with his little bit of platinum blonde hair and his big, wide, sparking Grayish-blue eyes. The heir to the Malfoy family was truly a beautiful baby.

Suddenly the baby began to cry and wiggle in her arms and just as the young Malfoy was beginning to panic, the doctor had to take the bundle of joy away from her so he could go get his vaccinations.

"Goodbye my little brother Draco." Lucia said as another yawn excaped her lips and finally deciding that it was late enough, Lucius bade his daughter goodnight and as soon as the words left him, the seven year old was out the door and in her bed again before you could utter even so much as another word.