~Chapter 4- "Malfoy Luck"~
In the Woods of a large city in Surrey, under a large Weeping Willow, lay a sickly little 5 year old.
Wet from sweat, and sticky from blood, she brought a shaking hand to the scar on her forehead. She straightened her clothes, and ran. All she wanted to do, was to get as far from
the Shinra Mansion as she possibly could.
Out of breath, she seated herself against a stone wall, by a large stone manor, with a flag. The flag bore the name
'Malfoy'.
"What am I supposed to do now? Wait until the Death Eaters get me? I might as well die now. What do I do? Someone, please help me..." The girl cried desperatly. She sobbed
until she felt a warm body slide down next to her. She pulled her face away from her hands. Next to her, was a boy. He had a slender figure, very fair skin, icy blue-gray eyes,
and a sheet of silvery blond hair. His lips were curved in a curious half smile.
"Hi, I'm Draco. What are you doing here?" Draco asked. As he leaned foreward to speak, a strand of his hair fell in his eyes. He lifted his hand to his face, and pushed it behind
his ear.
"I'm Icilyn, and I don't have a family. I'm running away from the Death Eaters." Icilyn told Draco. As a 5 year old with no one to trust, somehow she trusted this boy. Draco's grin
disappeared.
"Get away from here!"
"Why?"Icilyn whimpered.
"My Father's a Death Eater, and so are all his friends. If they find you, you're done for!" Draco said, his eyes widening in genuine fear for her.
"Oh no..." Icilyn went as pale as Draco.
"Don't worry, really soon, someone's going to save you, and before you know it, your life's going to be normal."
"How do you know?" Icilyn asked.
"I just know. I can feel it." Draco gave her a sunny smile.
"What if I never see you again?" Icilyn asked miserably.
"Here, take this." Draco took out half of what looked like a bright green stone. Icilyn noticed the other half around Draco's neck.
"What is it?" She asked. She had never seen anything glow so brightly.
"It's an emerald. I have the other half. I found it near this big castle, Called the Shine-rah Mansion." Draco frowned, trying to pronounce the name.
"But anyway, since I have the other part, I'll know it's you, if we meet. It'll bring you luck. Malfoy luck."
"What if we never meet again?" Icilyn's fear of losing Draco was almost as great as facing Voldemort.
"We will. I promise." Draco and Iciliyn hugged as if they were best friends separating forever, instead of recent aquaintances leaving each other.
"I promise." Draco whispered once more, before leaping towards his home, his hair flying in the wind.
"I hope you keep your promises." Icilyn sighed, clutching her pendant tighter. Malfoy told her it was good luck, but what Icy didn't know, was that it really was the best luck she could get.
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