Author's Note- Heyyy ya'll, heres another chapter for all you crazed potterfans! I worked endlessly on this chapter, so lets all be nice to Emily... Kay? Kay! So yeah, i hope all of you have a great Thanksgiving! and expect more chapters soon, oh and PRETTY PLEASE keep up with the amazing reviews, they ledgit make my day! Thanks and enjoy chapter ten :)
Chapter 10~ The Darkness Adopting Me
"…and then I was thinking, that I could decorate the room in a royal emerald, with silver details. Oh! And I could invite Timothy; he's been dying to see you, Darling. We could have it in two weeks, but ah no, that's the week the Partridge's will be gone. I guess next week could possibly work, I would just have to devote the next few day to planning, and I guess I could skip embroidering until it's over…" I tuned Narcissa's voice out, as if I didn't, I would most likely get a migraine soon.
After walking down to breakfast and sitting down, I was immediately mobbed by Narcissa as she talked on and on about the Ball she was planning. I groaned thinking about all the horror I would most-likely be put through, being the only other female in the manor, in planning and the actual ball. "What do you think about it honey, November, third? That would give us eight days to plan." Lucius smiled at his enthusiastic wife and said "That sounds wonderful, Darling." Although I could tell he was dreading it almost as much as I was, Narcissa smiled and carried on ranting about the Ball.
As I kept eating, I suddenly felt a cold, hard leather shoe hit my bare leg, and stay there, applying slight pressure. I looked up, shocked, across the table to Draco. He was wearing a soft sort of smile, and he mouthed to me 'I'm Sorry'. I shook my head and looked down at my plate; determine not to give him any type of satisfaction.
When I was excused from breakfast, I shut the door behind me and began walking, but it wasn't long before I felt a cold hand wrap around my arm, and spin me around. I ripped my arm out of his grip and I looked into the mad grey eyes of Draco as he questioned "What's up with you?" I opened my mouth wide with shock, "What's wrong with me?! You're really asking me that question?! I can't believe you, you arrogant little jerk!" I walked away, but he walked right in step with me.
"I'm sorry, alright?! What more do you want from me." I sighed, closed my eyes, and turned to him "I don't want anything from you, that's the point. I don't even want you see your face! And no, to answer your question, that's not alright, you can't just insult me, and think that a simple, insincere apology will fix it!" and this time when I walked away he didn't follow, to my slightest, uncontrollable disappointment.
"None of these will do, none of them are green." I sighed and said "Well yes, but I can wear the sliver one." Narcissa gave me a look, and said "Well, that's simply too old, and I am going to get myself a gown so why don't you just come along, I'm sure I can find you the perfe-" I interrupted her by saying "Yes, but I don't need another gown, I have a perfectly good one here."
Narcissa smiled slightly and said "Stubborn, just like your father. Ah, yes I do suppose you could wear this dress. But just let me, make some adjustments to it." I gave her a questioning look and she said "Oh, nothing drastic, just a few tweaks, here and there." I rolled in amusement and said "Alright, alright! You can do whatever you want to, to the gown." She smiled in triumphant, and walked out with the dress in hand.
I smiled and walked over to the French doors, and onto the balcony needing fresh air. I looked around and saw the boys on the field, playing quidditch. I smiled deciding I wanted to join, or rather watch them. After walking through the maze like halls for quite a while, and a portrait giving me directions, I walked through the open doors leading me outside.
I sat on an empty concrete bench, near the fathers, whom were discussing ministry business, with the occasional shoving in the face of how good their son was playing. I watched in amazement as the boys skillfully, swerved and flew around the air. The second Adrian spotted me, my stomach dropped in fear. As he flew down to me, so did all the others.
"Care for a game, Rose-Mary?" asked Theo, and when I shook my head he asked "Why not?" I sighed and said "Oh, no reason, just not, in the ah, right mood… for flying." They all looked at me suspiciously, and when Crabbe said "Your lying." I knew I was screwed.
Blaise had a sneaky smile on as he said "Why, is little bitty Rosie afraid of a mere broomstick?" most of the boys chuckled and when I shook my head and crossed me arms, they only laughed louder. Marcus reached his hand out and said "Hey, don't you trust us, I mean most of us were on the Slytherin team, hell I was even captain." I said "It's not that I don't trust you, just the broomstick, or the being millions of miles in the air part."
Terence smirked and said "Ah, so its heights," and when I gave him a questioning look he said ", Heights is the one thing the 'Oh-so amazing Gryffindor Princess' is afraid of." I gave him a hard look and said "No!" which only proved him farther correct. I blushed when the boys laughed, and then Theodore stepped forward with an out reached hand and said "Come on, just one little ride? I'll put you back down in the blink of an eye, if you get scared."
I had a hard debated in my head, when finally I shook my head a final 'no', and all the boys looked disappointed. "Fine, but do keep in mind that I will get you to ride. One way or another." Said Draco, I was a bit shocked in the inside about the sort of threat but ignored him. When the boys all kicked back up into the air, I went back to my bench and opened the book I had brought along.
I was at a peaceful calmness as the cold fall wind blew my hair, and I closed my eyes to inhale the crisp autumn air. I was always one for fall, I hate summer for it is always to hot and sticky. I don't really mind winter as it gives me time to curl up by a fire and enjoy a good book, but I hate how everything is so dead, the trees, the skies… the people. Spring, well spring is just unneeded, it's a time where the grass is soggy and muddy from the melting snow, skies are always grey, and the plants are just barely returning.
But fall, it's the waited eighty-nine days of pure heaven, and the other two-hundred and seventy-six are just a waste of space. Autumn is always perfect, with the warm lingering air getting washed away by the cold crisp winter winds. The bright leaves slowly die into the perfect shades of warmth, and begin to surround us, dropping everywhere, like the glitter in a snow globe. The smell of cinnamon and apples surround us, the skies seem to become a brighter blue, and the clouds get fluffier and purer.
As the crisp wind bit my cheeks and blew my hair around, I pulled on my long sleeves to my violet high low dress. I smiled and closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. I then closed my book and looked around, I saw that to my left were the fathers, and out for hundreds of miles was the grassy quidditch field. The grass met a dark looming forest, when I looked to my right I saw the field continue and the edge of the house cut off at an odd angle.
I looked up at the boys and to the fathers and saw none of them paying any attention to me. So being the curious Gryffindor I am, I satisfied my cravings and slowly got up, following the path to the edge of the house. Once rounded the corner, I saw a large stony wall covered in vines and blooming roses. I smiled knowing they must be the outside of Narcissa's beloved garden.
I walked up to the wall and ran my fingertips along the cold hard stone, smiling imagining the beauty it must behold. I walked around the front of the wall looking for an entrance. I saw two very large, rusty, metal gate doors. I peered inside but saw nothing but bushes and a long wandering stone path. I looked at the lock and saw it had a large key hole, and after failing at some simple 'alohomora's' I sighed.
I turned around following the path back down to the house, going to find Narcissa to see if she could help me. Once inside I walked around remembering I had no clue where she would be. After a while I just gave up and called Kiley whom lead me to Eighth Parlor, where Narcissa was said to be.
When Kiley left, I knocked softly on the door and heard a dainty 'come in'. After shutting the door behind me, I saw the rooms walls were covered in pastel floral yellow wallpaper. With the sunlight shining through the large glass windows, and white flowing curtains. There was a small couch and two chairs on either side of it, there was also a small coffee table which I saw had Narcissa's embroidering on it. Then behind the couch was a large high table, with my gown on it, which Narcissa was sitting on a chair working on it.
She looked up and when she saw it was me she had a huge shinning smile on her face, making me feeling much calmer. She said "Ah sweetie," as she got up and put down her needle. She walked over to me and embraced me, when she let go of me she said "What brings you here?" I smiled back at her and gulped nervously.
She gave me a questioning look, and right when I was about to ask her about the garden she said "Well anyways, I was just about to go off looking for you, I need your body for the dress, as I can't seem to get the length right." I closed my mouth knowing I would get nowhere until I did what she asked. She then continued saying "Now come over here," And directed me to a tailoring stool. She then commanded me to strip, and I knew if I did it before that I could do it now, but couldn't help the blooming blush that spread across my cheeks and down my neck.
When I was only in my knickers, she helped me into the dress and stood me on the stool facing away from the only mirror. She then began pinning and prodding the dress, I just stood lost in thoughts. I was torn away from them as Narcissa's voice said "Now darling, I don't mean to be rude but I couldn't help but notice then you and Draco weren't getting along this morning. And I know I shouldn't butt in like this but do you mind if I ask, what did my arrogant son do this time?"
I couldn't help but laugh at that and reply back saying "Oh nothing, just being his usual Slytherin-Prince-Bad-Boy self." Narcissa laughed and shook her head while saying "Yes I do suppose that title does fit him rather correctly, now doesn't it." I laughed and she said "Okay, I do believe I've gotten the proper measurements I need." and after I was back into my original clothes, she told me to go sit on the couch.
We sat there sipping on tea and when she caught me staring longingly at her embroidering, she said "Have you ever been taught?" and when I shook my head she said "Would you like to be?" I snapped my head up to her shocked and said "Um, sure." I was given an Embroidery hoop, fabric, and a needle with thread. Narcissa then said "Alright now take the needle and pull it directly through right, here." Within moments I was slowly, yet surely doing it.
We stayed silent for a while and I had to admit it was rather calming. Narcissa broke the silence by saying "Oh! I forgot to mention that you are to accompany Draco to the ball, as part of a tradition." I rolled my eyes and sighed. It went back to silence, and Narcissa was saying "Pushing your under leg out a bit, it will help darling." When we heard a sudden little 'pop' we looked up to see a little shacking house elf.
The house elf then spoke in a quivering voice "Mistress Malfoy, Master Draco has gotten badly hurt, Swiny has been sent to tell you." Narcissa in the blink of an eye was out of her seat with a motherly worried look on her face "Well, where is he?!" the house elf shook while replying "Master Draco is in the third infirmary." Narcissa gave a humble 'thank you' before running out of the room; with such speed you wouldn't believe it was her.
I ran after her, down hallway after hallways, she had the most unbelievable face on, that just shone with a mothers pure love for her child. She ran like her life depended on it, we got to a familiar hallway and she busted a door open eagerly. Inside were all the boys and their fathers surrounding a bed, I also noticed the same healer that I had seen not so long ago.
In the middle of the bed, was Draco with his eyes pinched, and a scowl of pain on his lips. His right leg was pooling blood, and the Healer was trying to give him some sort of potion, which Draco just kept refusing. When the door was harshly opened Lucius jumped and yelled "Goddammit women! Are you planning to tare the whole house down?" Narcissa just pushed past him and rushed over to Draco.
She hovered over him, pushing hair out of his eyes, soothingly rubbing his face, saying comforting words. She got off the bed when the healer told Draco that if he didn't take the potion he wouldn't stop bleeding. Draco still refused, even with his mother and father yelling at him. I was never one for unnecessary nonsense and got agitated very easily. So after a couple of long minutes, I stepped forward, snatched the potion from the healer, and stood above Draco.
He looked up at me in confusion and I placed my hand on his jaw which instantly loosened, I smiled at that but regained my hard face and said "Malfoy, don't think I won't shove this down your throat!" he gulped but didn't open his mouth. I sighed and said "Malfoy if you do not open your goddamn mouth, I will." I felt he mouth slowly open just the least bit and I quickly trickled every last bit of it between his plum pink lips, I then shut his jaw and said "Now swallow."
After he compiled I heard Narcissa sigh and say "Thank you Rose darling." I nodded and stared at Draco whom was doing the say to me. His eyes shown that he was tired and curious; a bad mix. After a few more potions Draco was fast asleep and his leg was healing, Narcissa looked at the healer and said "Are you positive he will be alright?" and when he confirmed himself, he was sent away. Narcissa then looked at the boys and asked "What happened?" Marcus then said "Well, um he was flying and when he tried to dodge a buldger, and he well just sort of, fell."
Narcissa gave him a hard stare before she said "Alright," and then she looked at me and said "Darling I hate to do this, but Lucius and I have to go to a dinner party, and as much as I hate to leave you with him, I fear I must."
I sighed, just my luck! I nodded and said "No it's completely fine, I'll be alright with him." Narcissa gave me a shining smile and rushed forward to hug me, with embraced she whispered "Thank you! Take care of him, please." When she backed she gave me a knowing look before her and all the fathers left the room.
I looked at the boys before I said "What really happened?" and sat myself on a chair next to Draco. Theo spoke up and said "Well Drake and Blaise were talking and Blaise just whipped his buldger at him, and when Drake lost balance he fell, and his leg sort of, well yeah you get it." I turned to Blaise and asked "And why, may I ask, did you 'whip' your buldger at him?"
Blaise wore a smirk as his deep Italian accent said "Oh well you see ever since he and I were little we always used to go out and toss the buldger back and forth, but one day Drake missed and hit me, and so ever since we have just been getting each other back." I stared at him shocked that they enjoyed such violence, "Oh, and you cover up when your parents ask, makes totally sense!" I said I a ditzy sarcastic voice, and rolled my eyes.
Blaise just shrugged and said "Well we never wanted to get in trouble, and I guess nothing's changed." And then they all chuckled. I just shook my head and took out my wand as I accio'ed one of my favorite childhood books 'Snow White and The Seven Dwarves'. I opened it and began to read, that was when Blaise said "Alright well just leave you two love birds alone…" as he and all the other boys slowly started towards to door. I said "He's passed out for merlin's sake! What do you think I would do? Attack him while he sleeps?"
The boys were out the doors when Blaise yelled back "Don't knock it, till you try it!" I shook my head silently chuckling to myself. I read halfway through the book before I heard I soft groan, coming from the bed. I put the book down and looked at Draco, though I was a bit shocked to see him.
The bright sunset shone through the window, and made his silky blonde hair look like a golden heaven, it was tousled and made me want to reach out and run my fingers through it. His cheek bones were high giving his face a sharp handsome look to it, and the cherry of his cheeks were a light flushed pink. His long golden eyelashes laid motionless on his cheeks, along with his defined eyebrow. His light pink lips were full and at that moment, although I would never admit this out loud, looked more kissable than anything I have ever seen.
It took all my body effort to not go and push my lips upon his. He slightly twitched and his dark green sweater pulled down revealing his pale flawless collarbone. I bit my lip and trying not to stare at him, which I desperately failed at. I sighed to myself and was glad that he was not awake to witness that.
I read a few my pages before I heard Draco's deep hoarse voice say "Ah I always knew you would be the girl waiting lovingly at her Prince's bedside." I didn't let the book down, not letting him see my face while I said "Close, I was sadly stranded here, with the evil villain." He chuckled and I let my book down, his hair was even more so messed up, and his cheeks were rosy from sleep, and I couldn't help but break out in a soft smile.
"'Snow White and The Seven Dwarves'?" he said questioningly. I giggled at his tone and said "Yes, its one of my favorite childhood fairytales." He looked at it hard for a minute before asking "What's it about?" I sighed and placed the book in my lap before saying "Well there was once a beautiful girl named Snow White, and an evil Queen, her step mother. And one day when the Queen gets enraged after being told that Snow White is better than her, Snow White runs away into the forest where she finds the Seven Dwarves and lives with them. The queen then Poisons an apple, and feeds it to Snow White, who falls asleep, until her prince finds her, and awakens her with the true loves kiss."
Draco stared at me before saying "Sounds stupid, you know I've always found muggle books rather useless." I opened my mouth but then shut it, stood up and threw the book directly at his chest, I heard him gasping as I walked out the door, a smirk he could not see on my face.
And for the life of me, I couldn't understand how someone who only moments ago, looked so much like a peaceful angel, could suddenly be such a jerk.