A/N: Aren't you proud? Two chapters today! I have the next several chapters
written. Well, R&R!!!
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Chapter 2: Summer
Draco could think of nothing but Rebecca. When he met his father at the station, the first thing he said was, "Father, who is Kalabar Marsden, again?"
"He's only my best friend!"
'Okay,' Draco thought, 'Definitely a Death Eater'
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I met his daughter at school."
"Since when the Hell does Kalabar have a daughter?"
"Well, I'm thinking since a girlfriend or whoever gave birth, but I could be wrong." Draco said sarcastically. This wasn't a good idea. This earned him a hit with the Cruciatus Curse. This was a regular occurrence in the Malfoy household.
Lucius wondered why Kalabar would keep a child a secret. Although, he reasoned, he might too, if his first born had been a girl.
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A week into the summer, Draco got bored and decided to go to Diagon Alley to buy his school things for the upcoming year. So he went to the best place he knew to buy them. Diagon Alley. Duh.
Once he'd bought all he needed, he wandered over to the small bookstore where he knew Rebecca worked. When he got there he looked around for any sign of Rebecca. He noticed a girl sitting on the other side of the counter reading "Jane Eyre." This girl had bruises on her arms and face. This couldn't possibly be her, could it? He knew it was. What other witch would be reading "Jane Eyre," the book he'd seen her reading only a week before? With her, was probably the most beautiful child he'd ever seen. This must be Oliver. He'd missed her greatly, so he did the only decent thing he could think of.
"Hello, Rebecca."
She looked around wildly with a terrified look on her face before she laughed. "Oh, It's only you, Draco. For a moment, I thought might have been father or Michael."
"Michael?" Draco asked, curiously.
"Oliver's father." She said simply.
"Oh. Is that where those came from?" he asked, referring to the bruises. She was silent for a moment, before-
"He and father live to torture. They're Death Eaters, like your father."
"But you don't want to be one?"
"I could never do it, and father knows that. Blood isn't exactly the fashion statement I'm aching to make."
"So does your father want you to marry Michael?"
"No. They're just satisfied if I give him at least 3 kids. I've no problem with that though. I love children and I love being a mother."
"It surely seems that way. He's beautiful, by the way." Draco said gesturing toward Oliver.
"Thank you. When he was born and the doctor showed him to me, I was still extremely groggy from the anesthesia and I said, 'Get that angel away from me, and bring me my baby!'"
The two laughed for awhile.
"Could I hold him?" Draco asked.
"Oh, sure." She answered as she handed Oliver to him.
He accepted the small, warm body and said, "I suppose you'll be trying for another soon."
"Oh, I'm already pregnant. It's only been two weeks, so you really can't tell yet."
"Oh. So does your father want them to become Death Eaters, too?"
"Yes. I really wish there was something I could do." She answered sadly.
"I know what you mean. My father will really let loose on the Cruciatus Curse if I don't get initiated next summer."
"I suppose we're all stuck then." There was a short pause. "There's father now."
Draco gave Rebecca's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Just know I'm here for you."
Then a tall thin man with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail walked over and said to Draco, "Ah, you must be Lucius' son. A good man, he is."
"Yes. He talks about you all the time. It's so nice to finally meet you." Draco said with a forced smile.
"I hope Rebecca wasn't bothering you?"
"Of course not. She's a sweet girl."
Here, Lucius walked over and said to Draco, "Come on, boy. Your mother's probably got supper ready."
"Alright, father. Goodbye, Rebecca," he said, giving Oliver back to her, where he immediately started crying.
"I think he likes you. I guess we'll see you next term."
"You're bringing him?"
"Yeah. Half the school saw him in pictures and decided they had to hold him, so I'm bringing him. 'Bye!"
"See you!"
As he walked away with his father, he could hear Oliver cry louder as Kalabar began speaking to Rebecca as if she were no better than pond scum. He knew he could do nothing about it, but that didn't stop him from wanting to. So he turned and headed for home.
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~TBC~
A/N: R&R!!! Do you love it? Hate it? Let me know!!!
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Chapter 2: Summer
Draco could think of nothing but Rebecca. When he met his father at the station, the first thing he said was, "Father, who is Kalabar Marsden, again?"
"He's only my best friend!"
'Okay,' Draco thought, 'Definitely a Death Eater'
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I met his daughter at school."
"Since when the Hell does Kalabar have a daughter?"
"Well, I'm thinking since a girlfriend or whoever gave birth, but I could be wrong." Draco said sarcastically. This wasn't a good idea. This earned him a hit with the Cruciatus Curse. This was a regular occurrence in the Malfoy household.
Lucius wondered why Kalabar would keep a child a secret. Although, he reasoned, he might too, if his first born had been a girl.
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A week into the summer, Draco got bored and decided to go to Diagon Alley to buy his school things for the upcoming year. So he went to the best place he knew to buy them. Diagon Alley. Duh.
Once he'd bought all he needed, he wandered over to the small bookstore where he knew Rebecca worked. When he got there he looked around for any sign of Rebecca. He noticed a girl sitting on the other side of the counter reading "Jane Eyre." This girl had bruises on her arms and face. This couldn't possibly be her, could it? He knew it was. What other witch would be reading "Jane Eyre," the book he'd seen her reading only a week before? With her, was probably the most beautiful child he'd ever seen. This must be Oliver. He'd missed her greatly, so he did the only decent thing he could think of.
"Hello, Rebecca."
She looked around wildly with a terrified look on her face before she laughed. "Oh, It's only you, Draco. For a moment, I thought might have been father or Michael."
"Michael?" Draco asked, curiously.
"Oliver's father." She said simply.
"Oh. Is that where those came from?" he asked, referring to the bruises. She was silent for a moment, before-
"He and father live to torture. They're Death Eaters, like your father."
"But you don't want to be one?"
"I could never do it, and father knows that. Blood isn't exactly the fashion statement I'm aching to make."
"So does your father want you to marry Michael?"
"No. They're just satisfied if I give him at least 3 kids. I've no problem with that though. I love children and I love being a mother."
"It surely seems that way. He's beautiful, by the way." Draco said gesturing toward Oliver.
"Thank you. When he was born and the doctor showed him to me, I was still extremely groggy from the anesthesia and I said, 'Get that angel away from me, and bring me my baby!'"
The two laughed for awhile.
"Could I hold him?" Draco asked.
"Oh, sure." She answered as she handed Oliver to him.
He accepted the small, warm body and said, "I suppose you'll be trying for another soon."
"Oh, I'm already pregnant. It's only been two weeks, so you really can't tell yet."
"Oh. So does your father want them to become Death Eaters, too?"
"Yes. I really wish there was something I could do." She answered sadly.
"I know what you mean. My father will really let loose on the Cruciatus Curse if I don't get initiated next summer."
"I suppose we're all stuck then." There was a short pause. "There's father now."
Draco gave Rebecca's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Just know I'm here for you."
Then a tall thin man with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail walked over and said to Draco, "Ah, you must be Lucius' son. A good man, he is."
"Yes. He talks about you all the time. It's so nice to finally meet you." Draco said with a forced smile.
"I hope Rebecca wasn't bothering you?"
"Of course not. She's a sweet girl."
Here, Lucius walked over and said to Draco, "Come on, boy. Your mother's probably got supper ready."
"Alright, father. Goodbye, Rebecca," he said, giving Oliver back to her, where he immediately started crying.
"I think he likes you. I guess we'll see you next term."
"You're bringing him?"
"Yeah. Half the school saw him in pictures and decided they had to hold him, so I'm bringing him. 'Bye!"
"See you!"
As he walked away with his father, he could hear Oliver cry louder as Kalabar began speaking to Rebecca as if she were no better than pond scum. He knew he could do nothing about it, but that didn't stop him from wanting to. So he turned and headed for home.
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~TBC~
A/N: R&R!!! Do you love it? Hate it? Let me know!!!