Back at the burrow, everyone had finally settled in when out of no where a blaring sound came from one of the rooms upstairs. Molly was beside herself trying to yell for it to stop, Ron, Harry, and Hermione, Head for what used to be Percy's room. Since being in the Ministry of Magic, he decided it was time to be on his own, so he bought the cottage right next to the burrow. The trio flung open the door to see Abigail dancing around the room, her newly changed braids bouncing in time with the music. Ron and Harry watched with jaws dropped as she shimmied and shake 'd around in a little green tartan skirt, and flowing purple blouse. As Abigail Swung around, unknowing they were there watching being fully enveloped in her music. She looks up and screams loudly as she sees' the trio watching her. " BLOODY HELL!!!!" With those words she slips and falls flat on her bum. "Uh!" She pulls her self up and turns off her stereo. " Muggle music?" Hermione blinked at her. " That was music?" Molly exclaimed as she stared in the room behind Hermione, Ron jumped up in shock. "Oy, mum, you scared the wits of me." Ron screamed back." oh Ronald, be quiet ." she quipped at him. " Abigail, you were going to tell us about your relationship to the Malfoy's?" Harry asked her. " Oh... Yes , well, I will meet you downstairs I need to change." She said to them as she ushered them out into the hallway. "Wasn't she already changed?" Ron blinked at the others confused. They headed down stairs, took seats at the large table in the middle of the room, on the other end sat Charlie and Bill. Soon they saw something unusual. Abigail started walking down the stairs, her normally braided hair was flowing down her shoulders in large soft curls, Her hair was as pale blonde as Draco's was, She was wearing a long cream flowing dress, which seemed to float as she walked. Harry blinked, with her hair and the dress all he could think was how much she looked like an angel." She looks like a Veela." Ron whispered to harry. " She isn't a Veela Ronald, and don't whisper its rude. but oh she is exactly like her mother." She smiled as Abigail walked past her, and took a seat, almost dead center of the table. She looked down at Charlie and Bill. " Hello Charlie." She smiled. " Hello Bill." Ron continued to blink at her. "No, Ron, I am not a Veela. True I am like my mother but I do not have her looks, I could never be that beautiful." She looked down at her feet. " Dear, you and your mother are equal in beauty, her in her heart you on the out side and in, but your the only two women I have ever known that adore the glamour spell." Molly smiled at her. " I do adore being different aunt Molly."she looked up at the trio." So Abigail, the Malfoy's?" Hermione quizzed.
"Oh, yes, this will be a long story." She made herself comfortable." Back some 50 years ago, when all our parents were students at Hogwarts. My mother, Narcissa, My father, and Uncle Lucius, were all very close friends. Dad and Lucius had been mates well before going to Hogwarts. They along with Narcissa, were 4th years when My mum became a first year. According to my mum, her and dad hit it off right on.But they didn't become more for a while, around my mums 3 rd year. In second year for mum she met Narcissa, and they became best friends, Now mind you my dad knew Narcissa had liked him ever since 1 st year, but He just didn't feel that way. When mum and dad finally made their feelings official, they decided it was best that maybe they set up Narcissa and Lucius. Uncle Lucius was smitten right off, Narcissa was angry and knew why they did it, she never spoke to my mum again, and tried to get Lucius to do the same but then he was very independent, despite his feelings for her. When mum and dad finally married after her final year, Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa had been Married. Lucius, Kept in contact with the family until the year after my birth. The year before though Narcissa had convinced him to become a Death Eater for Riddle." Harry had stopped her at this point. " Um wait, You called him Riddle and not You-Know-Who, or um the other." "You mean Voldermort?" she said. the group gasped at her." Harry he's just another wizard, Tom Riddle, Voldermort, (she had scowled when she said his name.) Does not scare me one bit Harry, In fact I find his bumbling ways a bit amusing."Harry feeling angry and shocked stood up." Do you have any Idea who he is?" He yelled at her, before plopping down in the chair." I do Harry, and what he did accomplish is tragic, but, he is no match for you, or I, He really has no power. All he has is fear and intimidation." She reached over and gripped Harrys' hand. Harry felt a surge of warmth travel up his arm, he remembered when Voldermort touched his face it felt similar, but cold, and evil. Abigails touch felt warm, strong, right, and good. It still scared him though. Abigail removed her hand and finished her story." Just after my birth Lucius came to see us, he said to me, and I remember this clearly.' Sweet niece of mine, we may not be blood, but you are so precious to me, you will always be a part of my family, you will do amazing things.' After that day, we got the stray letter, until after Draco's birth then no more. though he might say different. I will never forget the look on his face, so warm so loving, even if it was for one fleeting moment." She looked up at Molly, the trio could see the tears in her eyes. " I am tired I think I will go to bed now, we got a big day tomorrow." And with that she got up and was quickly up the stairs.
"Oh, yes, this will be a long story." She made herself comfortable." Back some 50 years ago, when all our parents were students at Hogwarts. My mother, Narcissa, My father, and Uncle Lucius, were all very close friends. Dad and Lucius had been mates well before going to Hogwarts. They along with Narcissa, were 4th years when My mum became a first year. According to my mum, her and dad hit it off right on.But they didn't become more for a while, around my mums 3 rd year. In second year for mum she met Narcissa, and they became best friends, Now mind you my dad knew Narcissa had liked him ever since 1 st year, but He just didn't feel that way. When mum and dad finally made their feelings official, they decided it was best that maybe they set up Narcissa and Lucius. Uncle Lucius was smitten right off, Narcissa was angry and knew why they did it, she never spoke to my mum again, and tried to get Lucius to do the same but then he was very independent, despite his feelings for her. When mum and dad finally married after her final year, Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa had been Married. Lucius, Kept in contact with the family until the year after my birth. The year before though Narcissa had convinced him to become a Death Eater for Riddle." Harry had stopped her at this point. " Um wait, You called him Riddle and not You-Know-Who, or um the other." "You mean Voldermort?" she said. the group gasped at her." Harry he's just another wizard, Tom Riddle, Voldermort, (she had scowled when she said his name.) Does not scare me one bit Harry, In fact I find his bumbling ways a bit amusing."Harry feeling angry and shocked stood up." Do you have any Idea who he is?" He yelled at her, before plopping down in the chair." I do Harry, and what he did accomplish is tragic, but, he is no match for you, or I, He really has no power. All he has is fear and intimidation." She reached over and gripped Harrys' hand. Harry felt a surge of warmth travel up his arm, he remembered when Voldermort touched his face it felt similar, but cold, and evil. Abigails touch felt warm, strong, right, and good. It still scared him though. Abigail removed her hand and finished her story." Just after my birth Lucius came to see us, he said to me, and I remember this clearly.' Sweet niece of mine, we may not be blood, but you are so precious to me, you will always be a part of my family, you will do amazing things.' After that day, we got the stray letter, until after Draco's birth then no more. though he might say different. I will never forget the look on his face, so warm so loving, even if it was for one fleeting moment." She looked up at Molly, the trio could see the tears in her eyes. " I am tired I think I will go to bed now, we got a big day tomorrow." And with that she got up and was quickly up the stairs.