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A/N: Me Of Course, I am sorry the last chapter was sub par, but I promise this chapter will be quite the shocker. It might not be any better, but if anyone saw this coming, you must have wonderful divination skills.
A Death Eater's Daughter
"Unexpected"
The Kidnapped:
I settled into one of the many sumptuous guest bedrooms and began to mull over my thoughts. I could obey my parents and join the Dark Lord or go back to being Blaise Zabini, the girl known as the Ice Princess. I used to be alone and friendless, but I had my morals. But, my morals had turned into little more than girlish dreams, everything I had tried to believe in fell to pieces. There had to be a way to set things right. I could not put together a broken stone, but I could sharpen the pieces to make arrowheads. I let my thoughts carry me to an uneasy sleep.
Around three o'clock that morning I heard a knock on my door, I was surprised to find Draco standing outside fully dressed. In my groggy state I could hardly reason why he could possibly be here.
"Draco, what in Merlin's name are you doing here?" I asked still not able to comprehend very well.
"Come on, we are leaving," he said quietly motioning for me to follow him to the door. We walked in silence, I was too terrified to ask where we were going. I had never seen anyone's face creased with such worry. As we exited the manor he pulled a book out of his cloak's pocket. "Touch this." I complied, wondering what was going to happen. "Three, two, one." I felt a tug behind my navel and my feet left the ground.
I landed on the floor of the office of Headmaster Dumbledore. Why had Draco brought me here?
"Ms. LeStrange, how nice of you to join us. Thank you, Mr. Malfoy for coming tonight," he said pleasantly. "Lemon Drop?" Draco looked at him with an annoyed expression and shook his head, but laughed at his mannerism.
"No, I would like to know why I am here, though," I said somewhat annoyed at the superior smirk Draco was wearing.
"You and Mr. Malfoy are leaving," he answered. I wanted to know why no one had asked me what I wanted. No one ever asked me what I wanted. Not the Zabini's, not the LeStrange's, not Dumbledore, not even Draco, who should know what I feel.
"Did you ever plan on asking me what I wanted?" I asked haughtily. I was confused he was saving me, but who said I needed to be saved? Was I so helpless that everyone tok it as their mission to look after me?
"What do you want, Ms. LeStrange?" Dumbledore inquired politely.
"I am not so sure anymore," I said honestly. "I thought I wanted to be saved, by Harry Potter of all people. Then I just wanted to belong to something or someone, to have my real parents or companionship. Now, all I want is to be me."
"And what do you think your parents want you to be? I can not believe that you want them to tell you what to do," Dumbledore added trying to encourage my onslaught of emotion.
"Now you are trying to turn me into someone I can not be. I can not be good for you, or evil for my parents. I suggest you walk a mile in my shoes you would not know what to do either. I need to talk to.Neville," I said finally surprising myself as well as Draco. A triumphant smile spread across Dumbledore's face.
"You see, Ms. LeStrange it is truly our choices that make us what we are. I think you underestimate yourself far too much, many have great faith in you. Now I need your permission to cast a complex charm over you so no one, but those you approve of can find you," he said seriously. I nodded, I knew what was coming the Fidelius Charm. "Now Mr. Malfoy I believe Ms. Weasley needs to speak with you. I can not thank you enough, you are one of my most trusted spies."
"So am I safe?" I asked willing myself to believe it. Along, with the shock of learning Draco was a spy.
"Yes, go and fulfill your dreams," he said knowing I wanted to flee. "But remember you will always find salvation inside this castle as long as one stone stands upon another."
I left his office and ran into the night. I did not care where I was going or when I would get there, but I was choosing where my feet were carrying me and in that brief instant that is all that mattered. There was no one to guide me, but somehow I knew the way. I came upon A fork in the road, I hovered not knowing, but my heart seemed to whispered right, so I followed. Even though I did not know if my choice was correct I knew I had to do it my way.
After I had no breath left for running, I began to feel as though this was cowardice. How could running away be the right choice, if it meant not fighting for what I believed in. I had fought for my ethics my whole life and now I was giving up, when life got hard.
Suddenly I spotted an envelope on the ground, I was intrigued when it had my name on it, who could possible put this here?
Dear Blaise, Run away, do not turn back. I thought it was the cowardice thing to do and thought I should obey my family, but I am not happy. I should have listened to my sisters, I thought they chose different paths, but in fact they were the same. They both followed their hearts and both are happy today. I am only sorry you will never read this. Your Mother, Bellatrix
Oh, but I did mother and I promise to follow my heart.
THE END
A/N: Blaise's adventure is over. There might be a sequel someday, but no time soon. I would like everyone to review this last chapter it lacks something I think. Oh, and which of the following should the next story feature:
A) Draco: Ginny: Harry B) Draco: Ginny C) Narcissa: Remus D) Oliver Wood: Katie Bell
Thanks, Love KTBallerina.
A/N: Me Of Course, I am sorry the last chapter was sub par, but I promise this chapter will be quite the shocker. It might not be any better, but if anyone saw this coming, you must have wonderful divination skills.
A Death Eater's Daughter
"Unexpected"
The Kidnapped:
I settled into one of the many sumptuous guest bedrooms and began to mull over my thoughts. I could obey my parents and join the Dark Lord or go back to being Blaise Zabini, the girl known as the Ice Princess. I used to be alone and friendless, but I had my morals. But, my morals had turned into little more than girlish dreams, everything I had tried to believe in fell to pieces. There had to be a way to set things right. I could not put together a broken stone, but I could sharpen the pieces to make arrowheads. I let my thoughts carry me to an uneasy sleep.
Around three o'clock that morning I heard a knock on my door, I was surprised to find Draco standing outside fully dressed. In my groggy state I could hardly reason why he could possibly be here.
"Draco, what in Merlin's name are you doing here?" I asked still not able to comprehend very well.
"Come on, we are leaving," he said quietly motioning for me to follow him to the door. We walked in silence, I was too terrified to ask where we were going. I had never seen anyone's face creased with such worry. As we exited the manor he pulled a book out of his cloak's pocket. "Touch this." I complied, wondering what was going to happen. "Three, two, one." I felt a tug behind my navel and my feet left the ground.
I landed on the floor of the office of Headmaster Dumbledore. Why had Draco brought me here?
"Ms. LeStrange, how nice of you to join us. Thank you, Mr. Malfoy for coming tonight," he said pleasantly. "Lemon Drop?" Draco looked at him with an annoyed expression and shook his head, but laughed at his mannerism.
"No, I would like to know why I am here, though," I said somewhat annoyed at the superior smirk Draco was wearing.
"You and Mr. Malfoy are leaving," he answered. I wanted to know why no one had asked me what I wanted. No one ever asked me what I wanted. Not the Zabini's, not the LeStrange's, not Dumbledore, not even Draco, who should know what I feel.
"Did you ever plan on asking me what I wanted?" I asked haughtily. I was confused he was saving me, but who said I needed to be saved? Was I so helpless that everyone tok it as their mission to look after me?
"What do you want, Ms. LeStrange?" Dumbledore inquired politely.
"I am not so sure anymore," I said honestly. "I thought I wanted to be saved, by Harry Potter of all people. Then I just wanted to belong to something or someone, to have my real parents or companionship. Now, all I want is to be me."
"And what do you think your parents want you to be? I can not believe that you want them to tell you what to do," Dumbledore added trying to encourage my onslaught of emotion.
"Now you are trying to turn me into someone I can not be. I can not be good for you, or evil for my parents. I suggest you walk a mile in my shoes you would not know what to do either. I need to talk to.Neville," I said finally surprising myself as well as Draco. A triumphant smile spread across Dumbledore's face.
"You see, Ms. LeStrange it is truly our choices that make us what we are. I think you underestimate yourself far too much, many have great faith in you. Now I need your permission to cast a complex charm over you so no one, but those you approve of can find you," he said seriously. I nodded, I knew what was coming the Fidelius Charm. "Now Mr. Malfoy I believe Ms. Weasley needs to speak with you. I can not thank you enough, you are one of my most trusted spies."
"So am I safe?" I asked willing myself to believe it. Along, with the shock of learning Draco was a spy.
"Yes, go and fulfill your dreams," he said knowing I wanted to flee. "But remember you will always find salvation inside this castle as long as one stone stands upon another."
I left his office and ran into the night. I did not care where I was going or when I would get there, but I was choosing where my feet were carrying me and in that brief instant that is all that mattered. There was no one to guide me, but somehow I knew the way. I came upon A fork in the road, I hovered not knowing, but my heart seemed to whispered right, so I followed. Even though I did not know if my choice was correct I knew I had to do it my way.
After I had no breath left for running, I began to feel as though this was cowardice. How could running away be the right choice, if it meant not fighting for what I believed in. I had fought for my ethics my whole life and now I was giving up, when life got hard.
Suddenly I spotted an envelope on the ground, I was intrigued when it had my name on it, who could possible put this here?
Dear Blaise, Run away, do not turn back. I thought it was the cowardice thing to do and thought I should obey my family, but I am not happy. I should have listened to my sisters, I thought they chose different paths, but in fact they were the same. They both followed their hearts and both are happy today. I am only sorry you will never read this. Your Mother, Bellatrix
Oh, but I did mother and I promise to follow my heart.
THE END
A/N: Blaise's adventure is over. There might be a sequel someday, but no time soon. I would like everyone to review this last chapter it lacks something I think. Oh, and which of the following should the next story feature:
A) Draco: Ginny: Harry B) Draco: Ginny C) Narcissa: Remus D) Oliver Wood: Katie Bell
Thanks, Love KTBallerina.