AN: This would have been up days ago but I kept getting side tracked because there were so many wonderful new chapters from some of my favorite authors posted. Tanasia Maleficarum, w&m_law, *strange charm*, fox feather, NortylaK and Thing 1 (Welcome back) Anyway, here is the next part.. Oh and a really great conversation with Jess aka NortylaK about Draco's underwear, briefs or boxers.. LOL My housemate thinks maybe gray Chinese silk with a Komodo dragon….Yummy (a really BIG dragon)

When Evil Returns

Chapter Six: The Christmas Surprises

On Monday morning after the Niffler incident, Darci was called to Professor McGonagall's office. When she entered she noticed two adults she had never seen before sitting across from Minerva. "Professor, you wanted to see me?" she asked.

"Yes, do come in."

Darci gasped as the man turned to look at her. He looked like a younger version of Lucius only much more handsome. Someone that she would love to play with for a little while.

"Darci, let me introduce Mr. and Mrs. Draco Malfoy."

Darci held out her hand for Draco to shake and he ignored it.

Clearing her throat, Minerva said, "Please have a seat Darci. I have asked you here today to discuss the treatment of Miss Kyleigh Malfoy."

"Treatment?" asked Darci innocently.

"Yes, it has been brought to my attention that Miss Malfoy was hurt in your class last Wednesday."

"Yes," said Darci, "She got a little bump on her head."

"A little bump?" said Draco through gritted teeth.

"Draco," said Minerva giving him that back off for a moment look.

"Professor Codrington, I do believe that Kyleigh was bleeding."

"Yes there was some blood."

"Then why didn't you send her to the hospital wing immediately?" asked Minerva.

"I didn't think that it was that bad," she answer truthfully because she didn't bother to look.

Trying to contain her anger, Minerva said, "Professor, Miss Malfoy was bleeding profusely. She passed out on the way to the hospital. She could have been in real trouble if Mr. Filch hadn't come along. Here at Hogwarts, whenever a student is hurt in any way, they are to be sent to Madam Pomfrey immediately. Is that understood?"

"Yes."

"Now I think that Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy have something that they would like to discuss with you," Minerva said as she was leaving the room.

The room was tense as Hermione started to speak.

"I understand that our daughter has had problems in your class."

"Yes, she is lax in her work effort and has been late for class. She doesn't seem to take my class seriously and she doesn't keep very good company," Darci said haughtily.

"How is she been lax in her work effort? Is she having a problem transfiguring things?" asked Draco flatly.

"No, she has no problem in the transfiguration part, she just doesn't seem to want to do her homework. On several occasions she has lied saying that she did her homework."

"My daughter doesn't lie," said a very angry Draco. "Next, what is wrong with the company she keeps?"

"She is best friends with the daughter of a werewolf and she is always with that savage Jamison Hawk."

"Jamie a savage? He is an American Indian. You make it sound like some torrid romance novel. Savage, really," Hermione said laughing, "He is one of the most gentle people I know."

"He is a sneaky little savage and the two of them always disrupt my class and I also believe that they had something to do with trying to scare me to death with a couple of nifflers reeking havoc in my chambers. I will not tolerate it. You need to put a tight leash on that child or you are going to have problems with her. She is too headstrong for her own good."

Becoming even more angry Draco looked her right in the eyes and said, "Let me tell you something Professor, our daughter is a very gifted and loving child. I will not allow you to keep bullying her. You had also better watch who you accuse. If you can't back it up you need to keep you mouth shut. Besides how could she have done that, she was busy with "a little bump on her head," remember? I want to hear no more about that. From now on you will treat her with respect. Do I make myself clear?"

This angered Darci and she opened her mouth without thinking.

"For someone who isn't even her father but her brother you sure do have a lot to say in her affairs."
SMACK!!

"Who the hell do you think you are saying such a thing. I demand you to tell me who is spreading something so vicious," said Hermione as she stared at Darci.

"Your daughter told me that," she said as she rubbed the side of her face where Hermione's hand had slapped her. "She seems to be telling everyone. See she isn't the little goody goody you thought that she was."

"My daughter is a wonderful, intelligent, beautiful child and I will not have you lying about her or harming her in any way. If I catch wind that you are again abusing MY daughter in any way shape or form, they will never find all the pieces of what is left of you. Do I make myself clear?"

"Is that a threat Mr. Malfoy?"

"No, it's a promise. Fuck up one more time and I will make sure you are thrown out of this school so fast your head will spin," Draco said glaring at her, "Oh and by the way, tell my father to back off. He really doesn't want to fuck with me."

Darci's face fell as Draco and Hermione left the room.

As they walked down the corridor, Draco was angry, more angry than Hermione has seen him in a long time.

"Draco, are you alright?" she asked.

"Yes, that woman just makes me so mad. How could she possibly say that about Kyleigh. You don't think that it was actually true do you?" he asked looking rather dejected. He couldn't believe that Kyleigh would ever do that to him.

"You need to talk to her," said Hermione gently, "I think she is Gryffindor tower."

And sure enough that is were she was. When she saw Draco enter she noticed how sad he looked.

"Will you take a walk with me Sweetness?" he asked.

"I would love to," she said as she took his hand in hers.

They were quiet as they walked to the indoor garden that Draco and Hermione got married in. When they reached one of the benches, Draco sat pulling Kyleigh down next to him.

He looked her in the eyes as he spoke. "We just had a meeting with Professor Codrington. She said some unbelievable things."

"Like what Daddy?" Kyleigh said concerned.

Shifting like a guilty child, Draco hung his head and said as the tears started to well up in his eyes, "She said that you told her that I wasn't your father and that I was instead your brother."

This broke Kyleigh's heart. As her tears started to fall she gently took Draco's face in her hands and brought it up so she could look in his eyes. "I would never tell her that. You are my Daddy. I would never betray you like that. You will always be my Daddy. I have your blood flowing in my veins and that is good enough for me. I wish you were the man that fathered me but you didn't and that is not what is important. You have been with me, loving me even before I was born. You were there when I was conceived, when I was born, you've held me when I was sick and scared. You have always been there for me and I couldn't love you any more than if you had fathered me. I love you more than life itself. You are my Daddy and you always will be," she said as she gently kissed him on the cheek.

Draco melted. He tenderly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his lap.

"I am so sorry that I ever thought you would tell her. Can you forgive me for being such a git?"

"You are not a git," she said smiling.

They sat there for a while as she rested her head on his shoulder. He then broke the silence.

"Did you know this is where your Mother and I got married?"

"Really?" she asked as her face lit up.

"Yes," he said as he stood and walked her over to where He and Hermione had stood to take their vows.

"I understand you have been practicing with your visions."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall has been helping me. Why?" she asked.

"Do you see anything when you stand here?"

Kyleigh closed her eyes and started breathing deep. Suddenly a smile spread over her face and she opened her tear filled eyes. Smiling back at her Draco asked.

"What did you see?"

As the tears rolled down her face she said, "I saw you and Mommy getting married. Oh Daddy, thank you for sharing that with me. It was wonderful." and she hugged him.

~~*~~

Over the next few weeks the retaliation that Draco expected from his father never came however he found out from Severus that after a trip to Hogsmeade, Darci had been hospitalized for a week.

"It seems that she was attacked in a room at The Three Broomsticks by an unknown assailant. But you and I both know that it was Lucius," said Severus to Draco.

"She must have told him that she screwed up. She must be really stupid to think that he would actually forgive her for something like that."

"Oh I think that from now on she will be choosy about what she tells him. He damn near killed her."

~~*~~

Over the next few weeks Minerva received only one short note from Shane telling her that he was fine and that he missed her. Smiling at his note she thought back to over the last month and how peace roses kept finding their way into Minerva's office. The same kind of rose that Shane had given her on their night out. This made Minerva all warm and nice.

~~*~~

On Christmas eve after the children went to bed it was customary for the adults to gather in the largest parlor for music and laughter. Katarina played the piano and would occasionally sing. It was around one in the morning when they all decided to finally call it night. They knew that they would be getting up soon with the children to open presents.

As Katarina and Severus entered their apartments she whispered seductively in his ear, "I have something for you."

"I have something for you too," he said as he kissed her leaving a trail of kisses from her mouth to the top of her robes. Squirming away from him she said, "None of that until I give you your Christmas present."

"Fine," he said pouting as he plopped down on their bed.

Kat turned her back to Severus and started to slowly unfasten her robes. She heard a gasp from the bed as she let the material of her robes slide to the floor in a pool at her feet leaving her standing there in nothing but her camisole and panties. Turning ever so slowly, she started to walk towards him as she unbuttoned her camisole saying, "Your Christmas present is inside."

In a flash, Severus had jumped off the bed, grabbed her by the waist and gently placed her on the bed saying, "Let me see."

She was laughing so hard all she could say was …"unbutton."

With trembling fingers he undid the buttons revealing bare skin and…..a tattoo.

"Do you like it?"

There on her left breast where Lucius' scar used to be was a tattoo of a black cat with one white paw and sitting on it's nose was a bright blue butterfly.

Biting her lip Katarina asked, "Well?"

Smiling a very big smile Severus said, "I love it, does kitty want to play?"

"Oh yes, kitty wants to play really bad."

Afterwards as they lay in each others arms enjoying the aftermath of their love, Katarina lifted her head off of Severus' chest and asked, "I gave you your Christmas present, where is mine?"

He raised his left arm and there where the mutilated dark mark used to be was the tattoo of the Slytherin crest and a snake wrapping itself around it. "It's not a pretty as your but what do you think?"

Kat took his arm and looked at it carefully and said, "I love it," and she gently kissed his wrist where the snakes head was. Slowly with her tongue she traced the snake up his arm making him quiver.

"Does the snake want to play with the kitty again?" she asked as she using her tongue to snake up to his mouth kissing him soundly.

"Do you even need to ask?" he said as he took her hand placing it on his erection.

"Oh my, what did your snake have for dinner? It's gotten rather large."

"It needs to be milked before it explodes," he said as he kissed her again.

"Oohh, kitty likes milk," she said as he released her lips and she slowly made her way down his body.

A few hours later after only a small nap, they were awakened by three very excited children knocking on their door. "Come in," said Katarina after she put on her dressing gown.

"Merry Christmas," said Deron, Madeline and Walker together as they jumped on their parent's bed.

"Merry Christmas," said Severus and Katarina, "Are you three ready to open presents?"

"Yes," they said together.

"Alright, let Daddy and me get dressed and we will meet you down stairs in about an hour. There are three presents over there on my dresser, you may open them while you are waiting for us," said Katarina, "Now off you go."

With a squeal, Madeline bounded off the bed and ran to the dresser scooping up the three presents. As she was handing them out they left the room closing the door behind them.

"And what pray tell do you plan on doing that will take an hour?" Severus said with an evil grin.

"Go back to sleep for 45 minutes," she said as she snuggled back under the covers.

"I think not my little cat," he said as he started to kiss her on the neck.

"Severus Snape," she squealed, "What do you think you are doing?"

"Playing."

Forty-five minutes later as they were dressing for the day Katarina said, "I wonder if Narcissa and Ginny got the same reaction about their tattoos?"

"Narcissa and Ginny got tattoos also?"

"Yep. Narcissa got one of a big black shaggy dog with a flower hanging out of his mouth and Ginny got a lightning bolt."

"I understand about Narcissa getting a tattoo, but why would Ginny get one?"

"She has been wanting one ever since Hermione showed her the one she has. She thinks its cool.

~~*~~

Christmas at the Malfoy's had become quite a large gathering. Besides everyone that lived at Malfoy manor the list of guests grew every year. This year included Albus, Minerva, Vincent and all the Weasleys. Also included this year were Lavender and Trevor. This year was hard for them because while her parents had been on holiday in Norway there had been another terrorist attack by the group that called themselves the Death Eaters and Lavenders parents had been killed. This was a bad blow to Trevor. He very much loved his grand parents and had become quite unmanageable and aggressive since their deaths. This is were Vincent stepped in and took him under his wing. In the very short time that Vincent had been an influence, Trevor had calmed down and had become a very good student. Although the hurt he felt for the loss of his grand parents was still there, Vincent had taught him how to channel his anger into something constructive. Using art as an outlet for his aggressiveness Vincent had convinced Trevor to paint his anger. The result was some of the most beautiful yet disturbing paintings he had ever seen from a 10 year old.

It was the responsibility this year for George and Caitlin's four year old twins, Jared and Reese to hand out the presents as all the children gathered around the Christmas tree in the large parlor. They handed out the presents to the children first and then to the adults.

One of the very last presents was a beautifully wrapped present with a honey colored bow and a peace rose on top of the lid. As they gently picked it up they read the tag…

To: Minerva with love

When they handed it to her she lit up smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh for me?" she asked the twins.

"Yes ma'am," they said in unison.

"Why thank you," she said as she read the tag.

With a smile she opened the gift and gasped. The package contained a paperweight in the form of a tabby cat and not just any tabby cat, her animagus form tabby cat with spectacle markings and all. Minerva was stunned. It was the most thoughtful gift she had ever received.

Suddenly Kyleigh squealed, "Oh Professor it's beautiful. Who sent it?" she asked innocently as she looked to Severus and gave him a knowing smile.

"I'm not sure but I think it is from Shane."

"Mommy, look what Professor McGonagall got for Christmas."

"Oh Minerva, it's beautiful. Who sent it?" asked Hermione.

"I'm not exactly sure, there was no name but I think it's from Shane."

Noticing Minerva's blush Hermione said, "I didn't know you and Shane were seeing each other."
"Well we only went out once but we have been corresponding for quite a while. You know we went to Hogwarts together."

"You really care about him don't you?"

Yes, you see I had this mad crush on him in school but when we graduated he went into a division of the ministry that was very dangerous and he didn't want to get too attached to anyone. That way any loved ones couldn't be used as leverage for the dark side."

"I see, well maybe now," said Hermione.

With a smile Minerva said, "One can only hope."

As Kyleigh listened to the conversation she was a sponge, soaking up everything that Minerva said. She couldn't wait to get this delicious information back to Severus. Since they were playing matchmaker this information was quite valuable.

When she looked up to see where Severus was he wasn't paying attention to her because he was in a deep conversation with Harry, Draco and Sirius who was pointing to were Vincent was. Standing around him was Ginny, Narcissa, Katarina and now Hermione. As she watched, Severus, Harry, Draco and Sirius surrounded him with scowls on their faces.

"So Vincent," Severus said in his most deadly voice, "Who gave you permission to touch our wives breasts?"

Vincent had a look of pure horror on his face. "Uumm, They did," he said pointing at the ladies but looking to the door thinking about bolting.

Suddenly the group exploded with laughter.

"Good show, Vincent. To be able to touch that many breasts and not get killed for it. You have touched more than we have," said Draco, "well most of us anyway," as he looked at Sirius with raised eyebrows.

"What?" asked Sirius.

"We have heard the rumors love," said Narcissa, "You know before you married me."

"Yours are the only one I enjoyed touching," said Sirius.

Swatting him playfully Narcissa said, "Liar."

"It was worth a try," he said as he pulled her close and kissed her soundly, "I'll make up for it later."

"You can bet on that," she whispered.

Soon it was time for the magnificent Christmas feast. There was so much food it looked like a Hogwarts Christmas. One of Kyleigh's favorite things about Christmas dinner was the Christmas crackers. As was tradition, Albus pulled the first cracker and with a loud bang out popped an admiral's hat. There were a variety of gifts in the crackers from wizard chess sets, decks of cards, chocolates, Bertie Bott's every flavor beans, books and other various wizard toys. When Kyleigh opened her cracker it didn't make a loud bang but a small pop. Feeling a little disappointed she opened the box that had popped out of her cracker. Kyleigh gave out a rather loud squeal. Sitting in the box was a small furry tabby kitten with a big yellow bow tied around it's neck. She was beaming when she looked at her parents who were smiling back at her as Draco mouthed "Merry Christmas."

She ran to Draco as she carried the kitten and gave him a tremendous hug. Hermione took the kitten from Kyleigh and snuggled her face in it's fur and asked, "So, what are you going to name her?"

Kyleigh stood there for a moment thinking and then finally said, "Crackers."

"Perfect name," said Draco. But he was thinking Perfect name for a guardian. Draco and Hermione along with Minerva had thought it best with the trouble they were having with Darci, it might not be a bad idea to get a guardian for Kyleigh. Kind of like what Crookshanks was for Katarina and Hermione.

~~*~~

After dinner as the adults had tea in the sitting room, the children were playing with there new toys. Jared and Reese, George and Caitlin's twins, were playing with the new broomsticks that Grandma and Grandpa Weasley had given them.

"Wow, what great presents, who gave them to you?" asked Trevor.

"Grandma and Grandpa," said Reese,

"What did you get from your Grandma and Grandpa?" asked Jared innocently.

"Mine are dead," said Trevor as he burst into tears and ran out into the snow.

The twins looked at each other and ran into the other room to where George was standing talking to Lavender and Vincent.

"Daddy, Daddy, Trevor got upset and ran outside crying," said a tearful Reese.

A frantic Lavender got up and ran outside to find him. Vincent turned to George saying as he grabbed three cloaks, "Don't worry I think I know where he is. If we need help I shoot up red sparks.

"Okay," said George as he tried to reassure the twins that Trevor would be fine.

Vincent came up behind Lavender placing one of the cloaks over her shoulders.

"He couldn't have gone far, we'll find him," he said aware of the closing darkness.

"But you don't understand," said a panicked Lavender, "Lucius' brother Jareth is his father. I am afraid if he sees him alone he will take him. Jareth isn't happy with the way I have been bringing up my son."

Squeezing her shoulder reassuringly he said, "don't worry we will find him and I think I know where he might be."

Vincent then took Lavender's hand and said, "Come on."

It was slowly getting darker when they both pulled out their wands at the same time and muttered "lumos."

As they approached the secluded gazebo they heard his quiet sobs.

Lavender ran to him engulfing him in her arms.

"Trevor are you alright?" she asked fearfully as she wrapped him in his cloak.

"Yes Mum, I'm just real sad," he said through his tears.

"What happened to make you so upset?" asked Vincent.

"They didn't mean to hurt my feelings but Jared and Reese asked me what Grandma and Grandpa got me for Christmas. It upset me because I miss them so much," he said as a new wave of tears hit.

"I know honey but people are going to ask not knowing that they are no longer with us," said Lavender as her own tears started to fall.

Vincent not knowing what to do gently place an arm around each of them and quietly said, "Do you know what Indians believe about people who have died?"

"No what," said Trevor looking very interested.

"We believe that death is just the beginning of the next great adventure. We believe that the spirit never dies but goes on to a new form of life. So you see your Grandma and Grandpa are alive in spirit," explained Vincent.

Looking sad again Trevor said, "Sometimes I just want to talk to them."

"So talk to them," said Vincent, "It's okay. You never know where their spirits are. They loved you so much they could be watching over you all the time making sure you are being a good boy for your Mum."

"Do you really think so?" asked Trevor smiling.
"I sure do. I talk to my Great Grandfather all the time, especially when I'm sad or scared."

"You get scared?" he asked amazed.

"Yes, like when you took off today and we didn't know where you were. Your Mum and I were both scared," he said gently.

"Sorry about that," he said as he threw himself in Vincent's arms hugging him tightly, "Thanks for everything."

"You are most welcome Little Fox."

Looking puzzled Lavender asks, "Little Fox?"

"Yes in my art class we all go by Indian names, it bring out our creativity. Trevor is Little Fox. He is very smart and cunning and I might add very talented."

Smiling Lavender asked, "And what is your Indian name Vincent?"

"Painted Hawk."

"That suits you," she said with a smile as she shivered a little.

"Trevor I think it is time we get your Mum back to the manor, she looks to be freezing."

When they got back to the manor all the other children were sleeping. Since there had been no red sparks shot, the adults were waiting in the parlor for news.

"Where was he? Is he alright?" asked Hermione.

"He got upset about his Grand parents. He was out in the gazebo, a little cold but fine," said Lavender, "I'm going to take him up to bed, he's exhausted."

"Can Vincent come too?" asked Trevor when they got out into the foyer where Vincent was hanging up the cloaks.

"That's up to him honey," said Lavender.

"Will you help tuck me in Vincent?" asked Trevor.

"Sure, let's go."

Once Trevor had changed into his pajamas and was tucked in he fell asleep immediately.

On the way down the stairs, Lavender stopped about half way down and turned to Vincent. "I just wanted to thank you for talking to Trevor, since you came into his life he is a different child."

She then reached up and kissed Vincent on the cheek, blushed and started back down the stairs.

After a few steps Vincent touched her shoulder and she stopped to look at him.

"Lavender, would you consider going out with me sometime? I know there is an age difference but I would really like to take you out."

Smiling she said, "I would love to go out with you."