Lying on his back, Draco stared at the ceiling. It had been three days
since he had left Hogwarts, forever. He never expected that that chapter of
his life would close. It was like he always knew that one day he would
graduate from school, but he was not going to believe it until the day that
it truly happened.
He thought back on the last seven years of his life. He had been a jerk for a great deal of it, which was something that he was in no way proud of. He had seen things that other people his age had not. He had experienced things most never would. He had loved, and he had lost. Boy, had he lost. He had been happy, angry, depressed, in pain. He had felt it all in the last seven years of his life.
Others in his situation would complain 'Why me?' but Draco was glad that it had all happened to him. He had seen the error of his destructive ways, and let beautiful girl put him back on the right track. He had experienced love that he had never even fathomed before, and he had given his heart. He had created something beautiful, Kayla, and although he had lost her, and the woman that he loved, he was proud of his daughter. He had felt the burning- white pain of loss, but he had gotten through it. Kicking, screaming and shedding tears, all of it made him a better person. Draco realized he had also swallowed his pride and asked for help from one of the most unexpected places. Ginny had pulled him from his depression and made him realize that he still had some thing to be human for, His daughter.
He had experienced in his 17 years, what others take a life time to realize. And his past made him stronger. It had all made him be a better man.
And Ginny had made him a better person, both physically and mentally over the last few months. Ginny had made sure that he ate right and that he studied. She would not let him walk into any classroom with unfinished homework, and he would not let him leave the great hall with out eating all the food on his plate. And she was doing it all for him and Kayla, all so they could be together again.
Draco was surprised that Ginny had never lost her temper with him. There were times when they were studying together when he had gotten frustrated and lost his temper, but she had never lost her temper with him. It was probably because of all the brothers she had to put up with.
Draco smiled, a true friend puts up with your shit.
And now Ginny was doing all of that work for him and Kayla, researching the best ways to get her back. He never would have known where to start the process, but Ginny was right on top of things, reading the books and what ever else she had been doing.
She really was a true friend.
It was early in the morning, and Draco knew he would have to get up soon and go and to get some breakfast. Sitting around the table with Lucius and Narcissa was not exactly how he would chose to spend the beginnings of his morning, but he knew he had no choice.
Meals were the only time that the three Malfoys would actually spend time together. Breakfast was always the same. Narcissa would sit, gossiping, mainly to herself. Lucius would sit, sorting through the mail, occasionally snapping at the house elves and occasionally finding something to yell at Draco for. And Draco, well, he realized early on, that if he did not do anything to draw attention to himself, they would soon forget that he was there, and then he could eat in peace.
Standing from his bed, Draco dressed quickly and then made his way to the first floor dinning room. His mother was already there, buttering toast and drinking coffee. Draco smiled at her. Out of both of his parents, Draco loved his mother the most. She was always the most reasonable out of the two, and although, like with most families, they did have some serious fights, Narcissa had always accepted Draco for who he really was.
"Good morning mother" He said, sitting down and reaching for his won piece of toast "Where is father?"
"He got an urgent floo call; he will be back in a moment. But you can begin eating if you wish" Narcissa replied. Draco nodded, and put some food on his plate.
A few minutes later, Lucius Malfoy entered, muttering something about the ministry of magic being useless.
"Draco" his father said gruffly. Draco nodded slightly, and turned back to his food. Lucius sat and picked up a large pile of letters that one of the house elves had brought in and left by his plate.
Draco looked at the large pile of letters, hoping that there would be one in there from Ginny. She said that she would owl him; he just hoped that she would not wait a long time before sending it.
Lucius was watching his son, who was eyeing the letters. "Are you expecting a letter Son?"
"Well, yes, I am actually" Draco replied, turning back to his food. Lucius looked at him suspiciously.
"Who from?" he asked.
"Oh, no one important" Draco replied, taking a sip of his juice and once again turning back to his food.
"Hush Lucius, he is expecting a letter from his girlfriend" Narcissa replied, patting her husband on the hand. Draco's head snapped up and he glanced at his mother.
"What?" Draco exclaimed. "Mother, I told you, she is not my girlfriend."
"A girlfriend from Hogwarts? Then at least she is a witch. Good to see that you have gotten over that silly little muggle girl that you were dating the other summer. At least you wont be going around creating any more half blood children to disgrace the family name" Lucius replied. Draco gripped his knife in his hand a little tighter. He was not going to give his father the satisfaction of knowing that what had been said had effect him. He just sat silently, still looking at his mother.
"I do not have a girlfriend" Draco replied. Narcissa smirked.
"I saw that hug that you gave the girl at you graduation ceremony, you don't have to hide from us, we are your parents, we understand" She grinned. Draco rolled his eyes; his mother was such an airhead sometimes.
"I don't have a girlfriend mother, I told you on the train, she is just a friend" he replied.
"That was not just a friendly hug Draco, I could tell that the feelings went deeper than that" Narcissa replied in her usual 'I know all' tone.
"So, who is this girlfriend of yours?" Lucius replied, flipping through the envelopes. "Who are her parents? What house is she in?"
"She is a pure blood, if that is what you are asking." Draco spat, throwing down his toast. He was suddenly not hungry.
"So come on boy, do not keep us in suspense any longer, who is this girlfriend of yours?" Lucius asked.
"She is not my girlfriend, she is only a friend" Draco replied. Why was no one listening to him?
"Fine, your 'friend', who is she?" He asked. Draco met his father's eyes and did not look away. There was no point in being gutless now.
"Ginny Weasley" He replied. Lucius Malfoy looked as though he was having a heart attack. He dropped the mail onto his plate and gaped at his son.
"Ginny Weasley" Lucius repeated. Draco nodded.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Draco asked, anticipating the predictability of his fathers answer.
"Yes, I do!" Lucius replied. Draco wasn't surprised by his father's reaction; he had been expecting this really.
"Well, I am sorry, but I don't care what you think" Draco stood.
"Do you not know of all the things that that family has done to us over the years?" Lucius asked. Draco took the time to think. The Weasley's had never done anything to them.
"What are you talking about, you are the one who is always doing things to them, they have never done anything to us" He exclaimed "None of us know why you and Mr. Weasley do not get along, we just know that you hate each other. But can you really expect us kids to hate each other just because you and he fought when you were younger?"
"You are a Malfoy, they are Weasley's, the Malfoy's and the Weasley's have been fighting forever. Generations of us have brought the Weasleys to their knees on the battle fields, and they will continue to in generations to come. As long as you are Malfoy, you will fight them! Do you hear me?"
"Well, maybe I don't want to be a Malfoy!" Draco yelled, Lucius looked as though he was about to hex him. Lucius had a mad look in his eyes, Draco knew that insane look. He was only ever scared of his father when that look was involved.
"Are you defying me again boy? Don't you remember what happened last time you defied me? You ruined your life and got a muggle whore pregnant with half blood scum." Lucius replied calmly. Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand, pointing it at his father; Lucius pulled out his own wand and pointed it at his son.
"Don't you dare speak of Jessica and Kayla like that!" Draco yelled. Lucius smiled.
"You still defend them, even though you will never see them again. You will never see your daughter again Draco" Lucius replied.
"That is not true, I will fight for her, I will see her again" Draco replied.
"If that is what you need to tell yourself to feel better, then continue to tell yourself that. But I am older and wiser Draco, I know the truth, they will never let you have Kayla, you are only a child yourself" Lucius replied.
"I would be a better father than you ever were" Draco replied. Lucius turned bright red with anger.
"You don't see what you are doing to yourself. Muggles, Half bloods, Weasley's, you are ruining your life and everything that you mother and I have worked so hard to provide you with. I thought that you shared my outlook on life Draco, I thought that you to shared my pictures of an ideal world. A world when the dark lord ruled over all......."
"That is not the ideal life. Not now, not ever. My life at the moment, it is not ideal either, but the way my life will be, my future with my daughter, my future away from you, that is an ideal life." Draco replied, returning his wand to his pocket. Lucius did so to.
"You are a very deluded young man, Draco." Lucius replied.
"I would rather be deluded with hope, than an old cynical asshole like you" Draco replied, and turned, leaving the dinning room and heading back to his bedroom.
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He felt like punching something, he felt like punching some one, how dare his father say those things.
Draco had always known that his father felt that way about his life. Lucius had told him many times that he had ruined his life by involving himself with Jess. But Draco had never let it get to him like it had today.
Because this time, Lucius had involved Kayla in his argument. Never before had his father even mentioned Kayla, Draco was not even sure that Lucius knew Kayla's name. He had always referred to her as 'Half Blood'.
Draco had never hated his father as much as he had at that moment, and he knew that he had to get out of the house. His father would never kick him out, he knew that much, but he knew that soon he would have to move out. He could not be in a house with that man any longer.
Draco stood, and moved to the fire place in the corner of his bed room. Taking a hand full of floo powder, he placed a floo call.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What the hell do you want?" Ron asked the face that was floating amongst the flames. Draco sighed, and tried his hardest not to glare at Ron. .
"I thought that would be obvious, is your sister home?" Draco asked. Ron glared at him angrily.
"Why should I get her for you?" he asked.
"Because I am asking nicely." Draco replied, trying hard not to loose his temper. This day was already bad, and now Ron was making it so much more worse. .
"What if I don't think that is a good enough reason to let you talk to her?" Ron asked.
"Listen Weasley, will you just get your sister, please! This is important" Draco replied, slowly losing his calmness. Ron was just about to snap something back, when some on interrupted him.
"Ron, go and get your sister" Mr. Weasley replied. Ron looked up at his father, grumbled something, then turned and ran up the stairs.
Draco smiled nervously at Arthur Weasley. Arthur shot the young man a reassuring smile and then left the room.
"What in name of Merlin is going on...." Ginny mumbled as Ron pushed her down the stairs. Ron lead her to the chair in front of the fire, and sat her down.
"Draco!" She exclaimed, and moved to the floor in front of the fire. Ron rolled his eyes and mumbled something about going back to bed.
"Hey Ginny" Draco replied then he smiled. "Is that really what you sleep in?"
"What" Ginny asked, looking down at the old pair of track suit pants (handed down from one of her brothers) and a tank top. Ginny blushed slightly, and then looked back to him. "What is it, Draco, why did you call? Do you know how early it is?"
"It is almost 11" Draco replied. Ginny sighed.
"But it is the holidays, none of the Weasley children get up early on the holidays" Ginny informed him. Draco smirked. "Now, seriously, what is going on?"
"I sort of want to get the balls rolling in the whole plan of me moving out of my parent's house. I had a fight with my father this morning, and I cant take it any more. I need to be away from him" Draco replied. Ginny nodded, understanding completely.
"Ok, well, I was going to owl you today anyway" She smiled. "You need a place to stay?"
"Yeah, I was thinking of getting my own place. Maybe at Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade" Draco replied. Ginny smiled.
"Have you got a way of getting away from there, or do you want me to come and pick you up?" Ginny asked.
"Umm, I don't know" he sighed. Ginny smiled.
"Don't worry, I will come and get you. Just have a bag of clothes with you....do you think you could borrow some money off of your father?" Ginny asked.
"Not borrow, it would be more like stealing" Draco smirked. "but he deserves to be stolen from"
"Then steal as much money as you can from him. Just be ready to go, I will be there tonight to get you, and then we can find you a place to stay" Ginny replied.
"How are you going to come and get me?" He asked, a slight smile on his lips. Ginny laughed.
"You'll see" she grinned.
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Ok, I hope that the fight between Draco and His dad was not to lame.
I hope that this whole chapter was not to lame! The next chapter gets more exciting, or at least I think it does!
Replies to reviews (just like I promised.)
Mystie-Sama:- I love Arthur Weasley too! He is so cool. I wish my dad was like him. And I love him in the movie, especially when he turns to Harry and says "What is the function of a rubber duck?"
Book-Lover-210:- I am so glad that you are a fan of my work. And I am glad that you couldn't stop reading it. And thank you fro the review, I hope you like the rest of this one.
Gin:- They will be romantically involved by the end of it. At the moment, they are just friends
Pegasia Silverfeather:- It could be seen as unfair to Kayla's grandparents, but the way I see it is that the Wizarding courts will take into consideration what Muggles consider a high standard as well as what wizards do. They will see that the grandparents are best in the muggle world and Draco is best in the wizard's world, but even thought the grandparents are not magic, they can still inform Kayla of the magic world, so it would be completely fair. The magic courts may say 'You can have her, as long as tell her about magic when she is old enough' and still award custody to the grandparents. Where is if Draco walked into a muggle court room, they would laugh at him, because they would not even consider his wizarding credentials. Plus, I know nothing about law really, only what I have learnt from watching The Practice. I hope that explains it a little. If not, you will just have to keep reading the story.
Oh yeah, and what you said about Charlie, he may be in there as well. I like Charlie to, he is not my fave brother, but he is up there with the best of them. I think at one point, Charlie Weasley will make an appearance and he may even do the whole 'you-hurt-her-I-will-feed-you-to-a-dragon' thing.
Mystique:- Thank you for the kind word about my maturing work. I was amazed at how different this fic is compared to the rest of them. I am having fun with this fic, and I hope every one is having fun reading it.
And just a note, to all who said that they cried or where almost crying reading the first few chapters, I am very very sorry, unless it was good crying.
He thought back on the last seven years of his life. He had been a jerk for a great deal of it, which was something that he was in no way proud of. He had seen things that other people his age had not. He had experienced things most never would. He had loved, and he had lost. Boy, had he lost. He had been happy, angry, depressed, in pain. He had felt it all in the last seven years of his life.
Others in his situation would complain 'Why me?' but Draco was glad that it had all happened to him. He had seen the error of his destructive ways, and let beautiful girl put him back on the right track. He had experienced love that he had never even fathomed before, and he had given his heart. He had created something beautiful, Kayla, and although he had lost her, and the woman that he loved, he was proud of his daughter. He had felt the burning- white pain of loss, but he had gotten through it. Kicking, screaming and shedding tears, all of it made him a better person. Draco realized he had also swallowed his pride and asked for help from one of the most unexpected places. Ginny had pulled him from his depression and made him realize that he still had some thing to be human for, His daughter.
He had experienced in his 17 years, what others take a life time to realize. And his past made him stronger. It had all made him be a better man.
And Ginny had made him a better person, both physically and mentally over the last few months. Ginny had made sure that he ate right and that he studied. She would not let him walk into any classroom with unfinished homework, and he would not let him leave the great hall with out eating all the food on his plate. And she was doing it all for him and Kayla, all so they could be together again.
Draco was surprised that Ginny had never lost her temper with him. There were times when they were studying together when he had gotten frustrated and lost his temper, but she had never lost her temper with him. It was probably because of all the brothers she had to put up with.
Draco smiled, a true friend puts up with your shit.
And now Ginny was doing all of that work for him and Kayla, researching the best ways to get her back. He never would have known where to start the process, but Ginny was right on top of things, reading the books and what ever else she had been doing.
She really was a true friend.
It was early in the morning, and Draco knew he would have to get up soon and go and to get some breakfast. Sitting around the table with Lucius and Narcissa was not exactly how he would chose to spend the beginnings of his morning, but he knew he had no choice.
Meals were the only time that the three Malfoys would actually spend time together. Breakfast was always the same. Narcissa would sit, gossiping, mainly to herself. Lucius would sit, sorting through the mail, occasionally snapping at the house elves and occasionally finding something to yell at Draco for. And Draco, well, he realized early on, that if he did not do anything to draw attention to himself, they would soon forget that he was there, and then he could eat in peace.
Standing from his bed, Draco dressed quickly and then made his way to the first floor dinning room. His mother was already there, buttering toast and drinking coffee. Draco smiled at her. Out of both of his parents, Draco loved his mother the most. She was always the most reasonable out of the two, and although, like with most families, they did have some serious fights, Narcissa had always accepted Draco for who he really was.
"Good morning mother" He said, sitting down and reaching for his won piece of toast "Where is father?"
"He got an urgent floo call; he will be back in a moment. But you can begin eating if you wish" Narcissa replied. Draco nodded, and put some food on his plate.
A few minutes later, Lucius Malfoy entered, muttering something about the ministry of magic being useless.
"Draco" his father said gruffly. Draco nodded slightly, and turned back to his food. Lucius sat and picked up a large pile of letters that one of the house elves had brought in and left by his plate.
Draco looked at the large pile of letters, hoping that there would be one in there from Ginny. She said that she would owl him; he just hoped that she would not wait a long time before sending it.
Lucius was watching his son, who was eyeing the letters. "Are you expecting a letter Son?"
"Well, yes, I am actually" Draco replied, turning back to his food. Lucius looked at him suspiciously.
"Who from?" he asked.
"Oh, no one important" Draco replied, taking a sip of his juice and once again turning back to his food.
"Hush Lucius, he is expecting a letter from his girlfriend" Narcissa replied, patting her husband on the hand. Draco's head snapped up and he glanced at his mother.
"What?" Draco exclaimed. "Mother, I told you, she is not my girlfriend."
"A girlfriend from Hogwarts? Then at least she is a witch. Good to see that you have gotten over that silly little muggle girl that you were dating the other summer. At least you wont be going around creating any more half blood children to disgrace the family name" Lucius replied. Draco gripped his knife in his hand a little tighter. He was not going to give his father the satisfaction of knowing that what had been said had effect him. He just sat silently, still looking at his mother.
"I do not have a girlfriend" Draco replied. Narcissa smirked.
"I saw that hug that you gave the girl at you graduation ceremony, you don't have to hide from us, we are your parents, we understand" She grinned. Draco rolled his eyes; his mother was such an airhead sometimes.
"I don't have a girlfriend mother, I told you on the train, she is just a friend" he replied.
"That was not just a friendly hug Draco, I could tell that the feelings went deeper than that" Narcissa replied in her usual 'I know all' tone.
"So, who is this girlfriend of yours?" Lucius replied, flipping through the envelopes. "Who are her parents? What house is she in?"
"She is a pure blood, if that is what you are asking." Draco spat, throwing down his toast. He was suddenly not hungry.
"So come on boy, do not keep us in suspense any longer, who is this girlfriend of yours?" Lucius asked.
"She is not my girlfriend, she is only a friend" Draco replied. Why was no one listening to him?
"Fine, your 'friend', who is she?" He asked. Draco met his father's eyes and did not look away. There was no point in being gutless now.
"Ginny Weasley" He replied. Lucius Malfoy looked as though he was having a heart attack. He dropped the mail onto his plate and gaped at his son.
"Ginny Weasley" Lucius repeated. Draco nodded.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Draco asked, anticipating the predictability of his fathers answer.
"Yes, I do!" Lucius replied. Draco wasn't surprised by his father's reaction; he had been expecting this really.
"Well, I am sorry, but I don't care what you think" Draco stood.
"Do you not know of all the things that that family has done to us over the years?" Lucius asked. Draco took the time to think. The Weasley's had never done anything to them.
"What are you talking about, you are the one who is always doing things to them, they have never done anything to us" He exclaimed "None of us know why you and Mr. Weasley do not get along, we just know that you hate each other. But can you really expect us kids to hate each other just because you and he fought when you were younger?"
"You are a Malfoy, they are Weasley's, the Malfoy's and the Weasley's have been fighting forever. Generations of us have brought the Weasleys to their knees on the battle fields, and they will continue to in generations to come. As long as you are Malfoy, you will fight them! Do you hear me?"
"Well, maybe I don't want to be a Malfoy!" Draco yelled, Lucius looked as though he was about to hex him. Lucius had a mad look in his eyes, Draco knew that insane look. He was only ever scared of his father when that look was involved.
"Are you defying me again boy? Don't you remember what happened last time you defied me? You ruined your life and got a muggle whore pregnant with half blood scum." Lucius replied calmly. Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand, pointing it at his father; Lucius pulled out his own wand and pointed it at his son.
"Don't you dare speak of Jessica and Kayla like that!" Draco yelled. Lucius smiled.
"You still defend them, even though you will never see them again. You will never see your daughter again Draco" Lucius replied.
"That is not true, I will fight for her, I will see her again" Draco replied.
"If that is what you need to tell yourself to feel better, then continue to tell yourself that. But I am older and wiser Draco, I know the truth, they will never let you have Kayla, you are only a child yourself" Lucius replied.
"I would be a better father than you ever were" Draco replied. Lucius turned bright red with anger.
"You don't see what you are doing to yourself. Muggles, Half bloods, Weasley's, you are ruining your life and everything that you mother and I have worked so hard to provide you with. I thought that you shared my outlook on life Draco, I thought that you to shared my pictures of an ideal world. A world when the dark lord ruled over all......."
"That is not the ideal life. Not now, not ever. My life at the moment, it is not ideal either, but the way my life will be, my future with my daughter, my future away from you, that is an ideal life." Draco replied, returning his wand to his pocket. Lucius did so to.
"You are a very deluded young man, Draco." Lucius replied.
"I would rather be deluded with hope, than an old cynical asshole like you" Draco replied, and turned, leaving the dinning room and heading back to his bedroom.
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He felt like punching something, he felt like punching some one, how dare his father say those things.
Draco had always known that his father felt that way about his life. Lucius had told him many times that he had ruined his life by involving himself with Jess. But Draco had never let it get to him like it had today.
Because this time, Lucius had involved Kayla in his argument. Never before had his father even mentioned Kayla, Draco was not even sure that Lucius knew Kayla's name. He had always referred to her as 'Half Blood'.
Draco had never hated his father as much as he had at that moment, and he knew that he had to get out of the house. His father would never kick him out, he knew that much, but he knew that soon he would have to move out. He could not be in a house with that man any longer.
Draco stood, and moved to the fire place in the corner of his bed room. Taking a hand full of floo powder, he placed a floo call.
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"What the hell do you want?" Ron asked the face that was floating amongst the flames. Draco sighed, and tried his hardest not to glare at Ron. .
"I thought that would be obvious, is your sister home?" Draco asked. Ron glared at him angrily.
"Why should I get her for you?" he asked.
"Because I am asking nicely." Draco replied, trying hard not to loose his temper. This day was already bad, and now Ron was making it so much more worse. .
"What if I don't think that is a good enough reason to let you talk to her?" Ron asked.
"Listen Weasley, will you just get your sister, please! This is important" Draco replied, slowly losing his calmness. Ron was just about to snap something back, when some on interrupted him.
"Ron, go and get your sister" Mr. Weasley replied. Ron looked up at his father, grumbled something, then turned and ran up the stairs.
Draco smiled nervously at Arthur Weasley. Arthur shot the young man a reassuring smile and then left the room.
"What in name of Merlin is going on...." Ginny mumbled as Ron pushed her down the stairs. Ron lead her to the chair in front of the fire, and sat her down.
"Draco!" She exclaimed, and moved to the floor in front of the fire. Ron rolled his eyes and mumbled something about going back to bed.
"Hey Ginny" Draco replied then he smiled. "Is that really what you sleep in?"
"What" Ginny asked, looking down at the old pair of track suit pants (handed down from one of her brothers) and a tank top. Ginny blushed slightly, and then looked back to him. "What is it, Draco, why did you call? Do you know how early it is?"
"It is almost 11" Draco replied. Ginny sighed.
"But it is the holidays, none of the Weasley children get up early on the holidays" Ginny informed him. Draco smirked. "Now, seriously, what is going on?"
"I sort of want to get the balls rolling in the whole plan of me moving out of my parent's house. I had a fight with my father this morning, and I cant take it any more. I need to be away from him" Draco replied. Ginny nodded, understanding completely.
"Ok, well, I was going to owl you today anyway" She smiled. "You need a place to stay?"
"Yeah, I was thinking of getting my own place. Maybe at Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade" Draco replied. Ginny smiled.
"Have you got a way of getting away from there, or do you want me to come and pick you up?" Ginny asked.
"Umm, I don't know" he sighed. Ginny smiled.
"Don't worry, I will come and get you. Just have a bag of clothes with you....do you think you could borrow some money off of your father?" Ginny asked.
"Not borrow, it would be more like stealing" Draco smirked. "but he deserves to be stolen from"
"Then steal as much money as you can from him. Just be ready to go, I will be there tonight to get you, and then we can find you a place to stay" Ginny replied.
"How are you going to come and get me?" He asked, a slight smile on his lips. Ginny laughed.
"You'll see" she grinned.
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Ok, I hope that the fight between Draco and His dad was not to lame.
I hope that this whole chapter was not to lame! The next chapter gets more exciting, or at least I think it does!
Replies to reviews (just like I promised.)
Mystie-Sama:- I love Arthur Weasley too! He is so cool. I wish my dad was like him. And I love him in the movie, especially when he turns to Harry and says "What is the function of a rubber duck?"
Book-Lover-210:- I am so glad that you are a fan of my work. And I am glad that you couldn't stop reading it. And thank you fro the review, I hope you like the rest of this one.
Gin:- They will be romantically involved by the end of it. At the moment, they are just friends
Pegasia Silverfeather:- It could be seen as unfair to Kayla's grandparents, but the way I see it is that the Wizarding courts will take into consideration what Muggles consider a high standard as well as what wizards do. They will see that the grandparents are best in the muggle world and Draco is best in the wizard's world, but even thought the grandparents are not magic, they can still inform Kayla of the magic world, so it would be completely fair. The magic courts may say 'You can have her, as long as tell her about magic when she is old enough' and still award custody to the grandparents. Where is if Draco walked into a muggle court room, they would laugh at him, because they would not even consider his wizarding credentials. Plus, I know nothing about law really, only what I have learnt from watching The Practice. I hope that explains it a little. If not, you will just have to keep reading the story.
Oh yeah, and what you said about Charlie, he may be in there as well. I like Charlie to, he is not my fave brother, but he is up there with the best of them. I think at one point, Charlie Weasley will make an appearance and he may even do the whole 'you-hurt-her-I-will-feed-you-to-a-dragon' thing.
Mystique:- Thank you for the kind word about my maturing work. I was amazed at how different this fic is compared to the rest of them. I am having fun with this fic, and I hope every one is having fun reading it.
And just a note, to all who said that they cried or where almost crying reading the first few chapters, I am very very sorry, unless it was good crying.