Title: Pieces of You
Summary: Even though they're not chained to each other anymore, Ron still feels a connection. A unwanted connection. Right?
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot
Important: I know that some of you had probably already given up on updates for this or any other story I have written. Thing is, I can't write or type anymore since my wrist can't be operated on and it feels like a knife gets stabbed into my wrist whenever I type for a long time. So, I am relying on my boyfriend or other people to type up my stories. Unfortunately we have all been very busy with school and moving house. Plus my grandfather died and I suffered from a really bad depression. I hope you forgive me.
"Everything is going according to plan my Lord."
Lucius Malfoy bowed before his Dark Lord, who regarded him coldly.
"Young Master Malfoy behaved?"
He said in his trademark slithering voice.
Lucius bowed again before meeting his eyes.
"Yes my Lord. Although it was very hard not to harm a bloodtraitor, Draco understood that your wish was to be respected."
"Very well."
As Lord Voldemort started to move away, Lucius begged for attention.
"If you forgive my asking, oh Dark one, what do we do now?"
The Dark Lord didn't bother to look at the blonde man groveling before him. Caressing the strong wood of his wand he exited the room.
"We wait Lucius."
Draco did not bother to read the letter attached to his owl. He threw some owltreats her way, but otherwise stayed clear of the bad news he knew he was about to receive. His owl hooted angrily, not used to such a cold treatment from her master. Disregarding the owltreats she flew to him, nestling on his shoulder and affectionately nipping his ear. He stroked her feathers absentmindedly.
"It's not your fault…I just don't want any more bad news."
The owl hooted again, a hint of concern in her voice. She flew to his head and picked at his hair. Draco laughed. His owl always cheered him up, it was as if she tried to say: cheer up! Chin up! Everything will be okay. He pulled the owl out of his hair and tenderly set her back upon his shoulder. She hooted into his ear before extending her leg again.
Draco sighed.
"You're just not going to give up, are you?"
She hooted again, happily. In spite of everything, Draco smiled again.
"Fine,"
He scolded her softly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"You're worse than my mum, you are."
He took the letter, stroking the beautiful owl while untying the ribbon around her leg. As soon as he held the letter in hand his owl flew towards the owltreats and began nibbling them with what almost seemed like a smirk on her face.
Deciding that whatever he would do with the letter, he could not escape the dreadful news he was about to receive, he opened the letter.
Son,
The Dark Lord is pleased with your behaviour. Everything has gone according to plan. The bloodtraitor has impregnated Brown. Their baby must be protected at all costs.
Draco, I know that this is much to ask, but try to befriend both and keep an eye on the baby.
Don't fail your master.
Lucius.
PS: Short chapter, I know, but I hope to update soon-ish. There will be at least 4 more chapters!