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CHAPTER 13-JUST VISITING

Lilah felt the side of her bed shift and then she felt a hand land on her arm and shake her. She pulled her eyes opened and looked up to see Draco sitting next to her.

"Get up, get dressed, we need to leave soon," Draco said, and then left. Lilah sat up and stretched before leaving the warmth of her bed and going into the bathroom. She showered and dressed quickly before slipping into a pair of shoes and throwing her hair into a ponytail. Once she was finished she crept out of her room and saw Draco standing by the fireplace. She walked down the stairs and towards him.

"Where are we going?" Lilah whispered.

"You'll see," Draco said, taking Lilah's arm and pulling her to the fireplace. He grabbed floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.

"Azkaban," Draco said in a clear a voice as possible while trying to keep his voice low. The fire sprang to life in emerald flames and Draco walked through and Lilah followed as his hand was still attached to her arm. She still had yet to get used to floo travel, she hated how it felt and she was still dizzy whenever they landed on the other side. Luckily Draco still had a hold of her arm and she was able to keep herself steady.

"Isn't this where your father is?" Lilah asked without thinking.

"What?" Draco asked, turning around to look at her. "How did you know that?"

"I…sort of…eavesdropped on a conversation between Narcissa and Snape a few days ago."

"Do you know what this place is?"

Lilah shook her head and Draco seemed glad she didn't.

"It would be best I showed you, rather than tell you," Draco said, he slid his hand into hers protectively and Lilah didn't like that, it made it seem like he was worried for her safety. He led her into a medium sized building, and up to a man behind a desk.

"Mr. Malfoy," the man said. "Here to see your father again?"

"Yes," Draco answered, and the man pushed a button and a door in the back of the building opened and Draco pulled Lilah through.

"Stay to the middle, Lilah," said Draco. "Don't go near the cells and don't talk to anyone."

Lilah looked at him with big eyes but he turned around and continued walking. She looked around as they did and saw cell after cell each with one person inside. Most didn't move but some would walk to the cell and look out. A few called out to Lilah holding their hands out of their cell but she did as Draco said and didn't talk to them. Finally Draco stopped and Lilah ran into him. He squeezed her hand and then released it; Lilah looked where he was looking and figured this cell was safe to be in distance with. She stepped closer and looked inside. A man sat with his back turned to the wall, his blond hair fell in stringy snarls down his back.

"Is that Lucius?" Lilah asked Draco, and Draco nodded. Lucius perked up at the sound of his name and turned slowly. He looked between Draco and Lilah with the same ice blue eyes that Lilah had grow accustomed to on Draco.

"You're not listening to your mother," Lucius said, looking at Draco.

"We can't keep things from her forever, she'll find out eventually and it would be better if she heard it from us instead of the blood traitors," Draco said, and Lucius nodded slowly, he stood up with great effort and stepped to the cell door.

"Lilah, I've heard much about you, I'm Lucius Malfoy," Lucius said, extending his hand. Lilah looked to Draco and he nodded telling her it was okay.

"Lilah Leavers, but it seems you already knew that," Lilah said, taking Lucius' hand and shaking it. His hand was so soft and frail, she felt like it was going to break beneath hers. "I don't understand, Draco, why am I here?"

Lilah looked between Lucius and Draco, their looks were so similar it was amazing to Lilah.

"Lilah, my father is in here because of doing what he believed was right," Draco said, and looked at Lucius. "But to everyone else it was wrong."

Draco looked at Lucius and Lucius' lips turned up into a small smirk. Him and Draco stared at each other for a few moments, a silent thought passing between them. One Lilah wished she could have been in on.

"How to explain to such a fresh mind," Lucius said coolly. "Lilah, do you understand how a man would go to any length to keep his family out of harm?" Lilah nodded, though her father had chosen the other path that didn't mean all fathers did. "You see, I am one of those men. There are two sides to every battle and depending on your point of view there is a good and a bad side; there is a winning and a losing side. I didn't care which side, good or bad, that I was on as long as it was the one that would win. But as it were, Lilah, that side was the wrong choice for every reason but the fact it is winning. As you can see though, my family is safe and because of that, because of that one thing, Lilah, being here, doing what I did, was all worth it."

"To keep your family safe," Lilah said, understanding, and Lucius smiled but it didn't quite touch his eyes.

"Can I ask what you did?" Lilah questioned, but at the same time she was unsure if she wanted to know. This place, Azkaban, didn't seem like a place they took you for merely shoplifting.

"I will not burden you with that knowledge, create your own assumptions, I'm sure anything you think of will be much better than the truth. Now, can you excuse me and Draco, I need a word with him," Lucius said kindly.

"Yes, it was nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy," Lilah said.

"I feel the same but please, call me Lucius next time."

Lilah nodded in agreement and then turned and began to walk back towards the office. This time she paid more attention to the other prisoners but they were not as they had been before. Many were cowering against the ground and others were pressed against the back of their cells, looking frightened. They were all pale and dirty like they hadn't seen the outside of their cells in years. Lilah couldn't help but think Azkaban was a terrible place to end up. As she drew near the office she suddenly grew cold and found her teeth chattering.

She would have tried harder to warm herself if she hadn't felt suddenly that the world wasn't a place worth living in anymore. What world would be when it felt like all the happiness and joy was gone? She had half a mind to just lay down and never get up again but the other half of her mind felt something was eerily wrong. Lilah forced her head up and spun around where her eyes locked on to a floating cloaked figure. It was staring directly at her and she felt like this was what was creating the terrible feeling. She felt hands wrap around her arms and heat escaped into her skin where they touched and she came back to herself.
A scream almost escaped her lips but the hands pulled her away from the creature and into the office where the door closed solidly behind her. She turned and saw the hands belonged to Draco. He still had a hold on her and was staring at her, she fell forward into him and her head landed on his shoulder. If he hadn't had good reflexes she would have hit the floor.

"Chocolate," Draco said, and Lilah thought that was a rather odd statement. Then he had chocolate in his hand and was trying to feed it to her. "Eat it; it will make you feel better."

Lilah did as Draco said; after all he had saved her from the creature. She took the chocolate into her mouth and chewed a few times before swallowing, and he had been right, she felt better. Good enough to finally get speech out of her mouth.

"What was that?" she asked, looking up to meet Draco's eyes.

"Dementor, they're what guards Azkaban and keep the prisoners here but they tend to like new people. Especially people who have never been touched by them before," Draco answered.

"What do you mean?"

"They feed off of life, what did you see?"

"See?"

"Didn't you see anything?"

Lilah shook her head.

"If there's no bad memory to draw on then they don't see anything," the man at the counter said.

"Dementors make people relive terrible moments in their life, they feed off the life of it," Draco said.

"If I had a bad memory it would make me relive it?" Lilah asked.

"Yes."

"Good thing I don't, feeling like all joy was gone was more than enough."

"Come on, I'll take you back to the house and explain more there."

Draco helped Lilah back to the fireplace and she had never been happier to go back to Malfoy Manor. It didn't take Draco long to throw in floo powder, shout the name, and pulled them both inside together. Lilah was still unhappy about the feeling floo powder made her feel. Hopefully this was the last time she'd have to floo travel for a while.