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Happy March! It's super hard... but not at the same time to believe that the 3rd month of the year is upon us and guess what? I'm finally managing to start getting into a writing pattern... finally! I need to get more organised with my planning though but one thing at a time right? Enjoy the update.
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Breaking Traditions-Part 16:
A few days after the talk between Narcissa and her mother Lucius came back from the Ministry with a big grin on his face.
"Cissa! Cissa! Where are you?" he called before finding himself face to face with his father, "what are you doing here?" he asked shocked at seeing his father in front of him.
"Your mother and I are planning to spend the night together here as we have things to discuss but Narcissa wanted to go to Diagon Alley. You mother needs no excuse to go shopping so off they went before I could even stop them. I gather some uneasy truce between Narcissa and Druella is around."
"Uneasy is putting it mildly father. It's only a matter of time before Druella turns again. She is far from happy about this but we're hopeful that she'll come around in the end," Lucius said before his father looked at him.
"What's got you so excited anyway?" Abraxas asked his son as he watched him.
"Cissa needs to hear this first," Lucius said before going and shutting himself away in his study so he wouldn't reveal anything, determined that Narcissa should be the one to know first. He knew it was the right thing to do really.
As soon as he heard the Floo alert he tore like a madman out of his office and he hurried to Narcissa, and pulled her aside.
"Luc… what…?"
"Fudge has pushed the search forwards! The search started this morning!" he said before he could stop himself and there was a squeal from Narcissa and Priscilla hurried over to them.
"I'll go and fetch the Blacks," she said before disappearing into a sea of emerald flames.
"Lets head to the parlor," Abraxas said as he allowed Lucius and Narcissa to lead the way to the suggested room before refreshments were ordered, ready for when the Blacks and Priscilla arrived from Black Manor.
Once everyone was seated, Lucius had a sip of his drink and then turned to the Blacks and smiled.
"Well I had news today. That is the reason you are now here. The Minister informed me today that the search has begun for a child. It started today," he said and a smile appeared on Cygnus, Abraxas and Priscilla's faces.
"Well that's fantastic news!" Cygnus said, "but I thought that the search wasn't going to begin yet…"
"Now is the longest wait," a now subdued Narcissa said, "maybe that's why the search has begun already. Because this is the hardest part and we have to wait now for a match to be found," she said softly as she looked around.
"We know the next step though at least," Priscilla said, "a possible match. In some ways all the uncertainty is now out of the window as we know the road from here on."
"This adoption is more likely happening than not now," Abraxas said, "I'm so happy for you both."
"Thank you," Narcissa said as she sipped her tea, grateful that most of the parents were happy about the adoption process really starting.
"We have also decided a few things as well," Lucius said, "the baby's name is Rosalie Isabella Malfoy to honor the French blood from both sides of the family and her nursery will be the storage room next to Narcissa's side of the room once we know that we have a definite match. I almost caught Narcissa going to change the room already."
"You cannot name a child that," Druella said as she watched her daughter, "Rosalie is your middle name. I do not want some… thing having any one of a Black name or your middle name."
"The baby is special. I wasn't named after a star and neither is our little girl," Narcissa said, "she is special."
Silence fell as everyone began to drink their drinks and the tension between Druella and Narcissa was clear to see and everyone was silently wondering how long it was going to last. It was meant to be a happy, joyous and, of course, nervous moment but the tension Druella was displaying wasn't helping everyone feel happy. In fact it was quite the opposite affect and bringing down the momentous occasion.
Nobody knew either how to speak to Druella, scared that she would completely lose her mind, and then ruin everything completely. Cygnus kept looking at his wife and noticed the smirk on her face and he cleared his throat.
"Druella outside now please," he said before the two exited the room.
"Why aren't you going with redoing Draco's nursery?" Abraxas asked once the parlor door had closed.
"I want that room to just be where I spent time with a baby Draco," Narcissa said, "I feel Rosalie deserves a brand new nursery and a place which can grow with her. That will be her nursery and then her bedroom. I know she move away but I think I'm going to be so much more protective of her than with Draco," she admitted.
"That's totally understandable and I think I'd feel the same way really," Priscilla said, "I mean you'd want as many memories with her in one room as possible and not taint Draco's nursery memories."
"Thank you for understanding," Lucius said softly, wrapping an arm around Narcissa's waist, "wonder what Cygnus wants to speak to Druella about."
"I think we'll hear something soon," Abraxas said, "I'm confident we will."
