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A Death Eater's Daughter
When Two World's Collide
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The last day of classes flew by for Draco and I, we were secretly dreading the journey to the Malfoy Manor and what may result. Our last class of the day was Potions, where we were continuing to work on their projects. I had finished all of my essays and was helping Neville finish his about the effects of Polyjuice Potion, who seemed to need more help than anyone could give. Harry sat opposite from me writing furiously, then handing his paper to Hermione Granger to check. I was also observing Draco at the next table talking to Ginny, who looked as though she would begin sobbing at any moment. I remembered what he had said about her seeing his arm. I somehow knew if Draco had had a choice he would never become a Death Eater.
"So the potion is only used for human transformations, right?" Neville asked forcing me to break my train of thought.
"Yeah," I answered still somewhat distracted. Class ended uneventfully and I made my way back to the Slytherin common room. I grabbed my trunk and headed for the carriages that would take us to the train. The train ride back to King's Cross station went smoothly. I sat in a compartment with Draco, but we really did not talk much, after all what could we say that would change our situation.
A car drove us from the station to Malfoy Manor, but with each mile my dread grew. As we pulled up the long drive I saw Narcissa and a woman who must be my own mother. Hands clamy, I got out of the car and waited as though the World would come to the end as soon as I did so.
"So you are my daughter?" asked Bellatrix she looked me up and down.
"So I am told," I replied trying to figure where I fitted into her life. This was the woman who abandoned me, but she was trying to save me.
"We have a lot to catch up on," she said smiling slightly.
"Let us start with why you abandoned me or perhaps, why you left me to be raised by mud bloods," I snapped scathingly.
"No doubt she is your daughter," Narcissa said quietly under her breath. Bellatrix shot her a warning look.
"Mother perhaps we could continue this family reunion inside," Draco said wanting to be home.
"Of course, Draco darling," Narcissa said leading them inside to a sitting room, where Lucius and Rudolphus sat discussing something, probably Death Eater plans. Unlike Bellatrix, Rudolphus jumped from his seat and encircled me in his arms.
"Blaise, you're here, I thought I would never see you again. I thought those aurors had stolen you away for ever. My little girl," he cried. I was shocked, no one had ever spoken to me like that.
"I suppose you know why you are here, Blaise, do you not?" Lucius asked frowning at Rudolphus' display of affection.
"Yes, I do Mr. Malfoy," I said not wanting him to think he had the upper hand.
"Very well then, no need to make a fuss over circumstances, you will be initiated tonight at midnight, then the engagement becomes official on your sixteenth birthday, and the wedding on your eighteenth birthday. Any questions?" Lucius drawled as though asking questions would not be a good idea. I, however, was in shock over the first order of business.
"Initiated into what, precisely?" I asked even though I knew the answer. I looked at the pained expression on my father's face and the pleased one on my mother's.
"You will be initiated into the Dark Lord's services, Blaise LeStrange," Bellatrix said proudly, Rudolphus smiled slightly and nodded.
"And how do you know I plan to join your Lord?" I asked placing stress on the word your. I was pleased to see these words caused quite a lot of commotion.
"As our daughter there will be several changes, or we could send you back to live with the mud bloods and muggle-lovers if you would rather," my mother hissed. I thought of the years I spent as an outcast in their home. No matter how horrible it was here I had sworn never to return to the Zabini's home.
"Like I was saying, why did you abandon me, mother?" I asked in scathing tones. Apparently the Malfoys saw this as their cue to exit.
"Draco, Narcissa please join me in my private study," Lucius commanded in stiff tones.
"Blaise we never wanted to lose you, aurors stole you away from us," Rudolphus explained hurriedly. "When we were arrested you were taken. We would have done anything to save you, I swear." I turned my eyes to my mother.
"For sixteen years, I have sat in a cell, the only thought keeping me sane was you. Do not let my demeanor deceive you, I care for you very much, but chose to show it in the same manner," Bellatrix answered. "Do you simply not care, we have decided to marry you off?"
"I have grown used to the idea," I answered simply, hoping she did not know what had changed my mind. "There was a point at which I would have been outraged, but one could say the rose colored glasses have come off."
"Good, I see even years of being raised by Gryffindors could not degenerate the teaching that are instinct to your pureblood," my mother said approvingly.
"If pureblood means I have to marry my cousin," I said bitterly still not liking that particular part of the arrangement.
"Do you know what cousin will become in a few years time?"
"No," I said honestly not knowing.
"Your cousin will be the heir to the Dark Lord," she informed me. I suddenly knew why I was marrying my cousin, it was so Bellatrix could have the power they had always dreamt of.
"I understand much more than you think, motherr. I know what your motives are, you do not care who gets caught in your plan. Whether you have to marry someone you do not lover or sacrifice your only daughter, but there is nothing I can do," I said calmly. "So, I think we should make one thing perfectly clear, you can force me to do as you please, but I will never force my children to do as you please."
"I told myself that same thing, look where I stand today doing what I think is best," she answered suavely. She exited the room and left me standing with my dazed father.
"Girls in her days did not have as much freedom as they do now, her family held hard to traditions. She is not cold hearted, just hard shelled. She was in love once upon a time, but her family forced her to marry me, I do not think she ever forgave them. Try to understand, she always feels like an outcast. Always tried to do as her mother said, but her heart never agreed," father said. In that moment I understood my mother a bit better. "Of course I never understood her complaints about marrying me," he said with a wink.
Maybe this family thing would not be a bad thing after all, I thought.
A/N: This story is going no where, any suggestions. Should she end up with Neville that would kind of fit the "My judgment will come from those who know the truth, my victims, and they will take from me, everything I took from them, all I hold dear and love." thing, but what do the readers think? Thanks for any reviews, Love KTBallerina.
A Death Eater's Daughter
When Two World's Collide
Both Views:
The last day of classes flew by for Draco and I, we were secretly dreading the journey to the Malfoy Manor and what may result. Our last class of the day was Potions, where we were continuing to work on their projects. I had finished all of my essays and was helping Neville finish his about the effects of Polyjuice Potion, who seemed to need more help than anyone could give. Harry sat opposite from me writing furiously, then handing his paper to Hermione Granger to check. I was also observing Draco at the next table talking to Ginny, who looked as though she would begin sobbing at any moment. I remembered what he had said about her seeing his arm. I somehow knew if Draco had had a choice he would never become a Death Eater.
"So the potion is only used for human transformations, right?" Neville asked forcing me to break my train of thought.
"Yeah," I answered still somewhat distracted. Class ended uneventfully and I made my way back to the Slytherin common room. I grabbed my trunk and headed for the carriages that would take us to the train. The train ride back to King's Cross station went smoothly. I sat in a compartment with Draco, but we really did not talk much, after all what could we say that would change our situation.
A car drove us from the station to Malfoy Manor, but with each mile my dread grew. As we pulled up the long drive I saw Narcissa and a woman who must be my own mother. Hands clamy, I got out of the car and waited as though the World would come to the end as soon as I did so.
"So you are my daughter?" asked Bellatrix she looked me up and down.
"So I am told," I replied trying to figure where I fitted into her life. This was the woman who abandoned me, but she was trying to save me.
"We have a lot to catch up on," she said smiling slightly.
"Let us start with why you abandoned me or perhaps, why you left me to be raised by mud bloods," I snapped scathingly.
"No doubt she is your daughter," Narcissa said quietly under her breath. Bellatrix shot her a warning look.
"Mother perhaps we could continue this family reunion inside," Draco said wanting to be home.
"Of course, Draco darling," Narcissa said leading them inside to a sitting room, where Lucius and Rudolphus sat discussing something, probably Death Eater plans. Unlike Bellatrix, Rudolphus jumped from his seat and encircled me in his arms.
"Blaise, you're here, I thought I would never see you again. I thought those aurors had stolen you away for ever. My little girl," he cried. I was shocked, no one had ever spoken to me like that.
"I suppose you know why you are here, Blaise, do you not?" Lucius asked frowning at Rudolphus' display of affection.
"Yes, I do Mr. Malfoy," I said not wanting him to think he had the upper hand.
"Very well then, no need to make a fuss over circumstances, you will be initiated tonight at midnight, then the engagement becomes official on your sixteenth birthday, and the wedding on your eighteenth birthday. Any questions?" Lucius drawled as though asking questions would not be a good idea. I, however, was in shock over the first order of business.
"Initiated into what, precisely?" I asked even though I knew the answer. I looked at the pained expression on my father's face and the pleased one on my mother's.
"You will be initiated into the Dark Lord's services, Blaise LeStrange," Bellatrix said proudly, Rudolphus smiled slightly and nodded.
"And how do you know I plan to join your Lord?" I asked placing stress on the word your. I was pleased to see these words caused quite a lot of commotion.
"As our daughter there will be several changes, or we could send you back to live with the mud bloods and muggle-lovers if you would rather," my mother hissed. I thought of the years I spent as an outcast in their home. No matter how horrible it was here I had sworn never to return to the Zabini's home.
"Like I was saying, why did you abandon me, mother?" I asked in scathing tones. Apparently the Malfoys saw this as their cue to exit.
"Draco, Narcissa please join me in my private study," Lucius commanded in stiff tones.
"Blaise we never wanted to lose you, aurors stole you away from us," Rudolphus explained hurriedly. "When we were arrested you were taken. We would have done anything to save you, I swear." I turned my eyes to my mother.
"For sixteen years, I have sat in a cell, the only thought keeping me sane was you. Do not let my demeanor deceive you, I care for you very much, but chose to show it in the same manner," Bellatrix answered. "Do you simply not care, we have decided to marry you off?"
"I have grown used to the idea," I answered simply, hoping she did not know what had changed my mind. "There was a point at which I would have been outraged, but one could say the rose colored glasses have come off."
"Good, I see even years of being raised by Gryffindors could not degenerate the teaching that are instinct to your pureblood," my mother said approvingly.
"If pureblood means I have to marry my cousin," I said bitterly still not liking that particular part of the arrangement.
"Do you know what cousin will become in a few years time?"
"No," I said honestly not knowing.
"Your cousin will be the heir to the Dark Lord," she informed me. I suddenly knew why I was marrying my cousin, it was so Bellatrix could have the power they had always dreamt of.
"I understand much more than you think, motherr. I know what your motives are, you do not care who gets caught in your plan. Whether you have to marry someone you do not lover or sacrifice your only daughter, but there is nothing I can do," I said calmly. "So, I think we should make one thing perfectly clear, you can force me to do as you please, but I will never force my children to do as you please."
"I told myself that same thing, look where I stand today doing what I think is best," she answered suavely. She exited the room and left me standing with my dazed father.
"Girls in her days did not have as much freedom as they do now, her family held hard to traditions. She is not cold hearted, just hard shelled. She was in love once upon a time, but her family forced her to marry me, I do not think she ever forgave them. Try to understand, she always feels like an outcast. Always tried to do as her mother said, but her heart never agreed," father said. In that moment I understood my mother a bit better. "Of course I never understood her complaints about marrying me," he said with a wink.
Maybe this family thing would not be a bad thing after all, I thought.
A/N: This story is going no where, any suggestions. Should she end up with Neville that would kind of fit the "My judgment will come from those who know the truth, my victims, and they will take from me, everything I took from them, all I hold dear and love." thing, but what do the readers think? Thanks for any reviews, Love KTBallerina.