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ilovesporks - Glad you liked that bit, poor Sev having to teach those rotten kids! Thanks for the review! Love the new name!
Princessjedi - Thanks for the complimentary review!
Lune Project - Yes, perhaps Hagrid and Draco are even now. I glad chapter 31 amused you. Lucius does want Draco to be intimidating, it's how he thinks you gain respect, by frightening it out of people. It does pain Narcissa to say those words, she's caught in an impossible situation. You may cry for her further by the end of this chapter I'm afraid! Don't be too afraid for her being caught she's a clever woman! Smuggling information to the white side? Well, you'll see. Lucius is dangerous and Narcissa has no real choice but her reputation as a dark witch is not entirely unearned; she has an interest in the dark arts and has used them on occasions. Still, she's not the cold, manipulative woman people see her as. McGonagall doesn't like Narcissa, she's distrusting of the Slytherins and she believes that Narcissa and Lucius have a pretty good marriage. Narcissa's pretty cold towards her too, in part Minerva's just worried for her friend Severus. I think she feels guilty for never seeing how much danger he was in when he was her student and she does not want to see him put himself in further danger by, once again, falling in with the wrong people. She's a good woman though and yes I think she is a good listener. Narcissa has changed, she's not the person she was, she's thinner and paler and older, Sev thinks on several occasions that her looks have been altered by her pressured life and he is right. Sev's own life is not easy, he is spying in so far as keeping his eyes and ears open and getting limited information from Narcissa but he's not actively spying on the Death Eaters in the way he used to, they're not even in power at the moment. Sev argue with Moody in a dark corridor? I'm not sure what you mean by that, can you explain? There won't be much about Karkaroff, Sev doesn't like to pay him much, if any, attention! Boxing day is festive as in the decorations and tree are still up and stuff, but mainly it's just a day to recover from festivities. I won't give in to writer's block. I had a great holiday thank you and have come back ready to write! I'm glad you liked the way I portrayed Stephanie and Patricia, both those kids are weird and there's definitely blame to be laid at their mother's doors for that! My Patricia may indeed be like Jo's portrayal of Narcissa, weak and selfish and vain. Lucius finding out about her encounters with Sev would probably spark world war three! Luckily, they're discreet! Lucy doesn't fly well and I think he envies Narcissa's easy ability to. I did miss quidditch in GoF but if she put it in as well the book would have no end it would be so long! Thanks for the good wishes for the exam results and for your reviews! I have noticed they've changed my name, I was quite surprised actually but I've read the notice now and I see what's happened.
CharlieMalfoy - I like the new name, glad you enjoyed the chapters! Thanks for reviewing!
Trillium - There's no harm in being deluded if you know yourself to be deluded I don't think. But you do make some good points, Draco does seem to be trying to help the trio on occasions so perhaps you are right. I hope you are! Thanks for reviewing!
I Built My Life Around You
A/N: My user name has been changed to Weasleylover1
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
_emphasis_
Chapter 34
On the morning of the third task Narcissa came down to find Lucius laughing over the paper.
"What is it?"
He smirked and passed her the paper, "See for yourself, I have to get going I won't be home late, let's have some supper together this evening."
**What?** "Erm, alright."
"Good, I'll see you later." He nodded at her and left her standing bewildered and still folding the paper.
**God, why is it he can't seem to leave me alone lately?** She shook her head and glanced at the paper.
HARRY POTTER 'DISTURBED AND DANGEROUS'
**Oh what now?** There was a colour photograph of the boy wonder beneath the headline. Narcissa skimmed the article which was about the fit Potter had had in his divinations lesson that Draco had told her about. Her eye was caught by one of the later paragraphs, which mentioned her son.
'Potter can speak parseltongue,' reveals Draco Malfoy a Hogwarts fourth year. 'There were a lot of attacks on students a couple of years ago, and most people thought Potter was behind them after they saw him lose his temper at a Duelling Club and set a snake on another boy. It was all hushed up, though. But he's made friends with werewolves and giants too. We think he'd do anything for a bit of power.'
**Lovely, well Skeeter seems to have gone off the boy-who-lived a little! Why is my son so obsessed with those damned Gryffindors? Does he even have a life of his own?** She sighed, **and tonight I have to have supper with Lucius and God only knows what's on _his_ mind, gosh my life's great!**
*******
That evening Narcissa and Lucius sat in the drawing room drinking tea and eating toast. This was an occurrence that had been so common in the first year of their marriage but hadn't been done in years, until after the world cup incident. Over the past few months it had seemed as though Lucius was reaching out to her, looking for comfort; after having been shut out by him for so long this made her deeply uncomfortable. He could still be as unpleasant as ever and his word was still law but now he was demanding her support whereas in the past he had dismissed her opinion as irrelevant.
He was quiet tonight, she could stand that, it was when he shot his mouth off about mudbloods or some other crap that she wanted him out of her sight. One good side she had noticed to his new behaviour was that it made it that much easier for her to keep an eye on him. He had been consistently uneasy since the appearance of the Dark Mark, an uneasiness that had grown almost into panic when his own mark had begun to reappear growing darker as the months drew on. **He's not sure if he'll get much of a welcome if Voldemort if he has returned.** It was a warm evening and the scent of lavender was floating in through the open window. **Draco's probably watching the third task of the triwizard tournament now, or will it be over by this time?**
Suddenly her husband leapt from his chair and grabbed his arm. Their eyes met in a mutual understanding of the significance of the gesture.
"It's the mark," he said unnecessarily.
She nodded grimly.
"I have to go," he sounded resolute.
"You're going to go to him?" she asked, her voice devoid of emotion.
"Didn't you expect me to?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes, I expected you to," **I suppose some part of me just held on to the chance that you wouldn't.**
Lucius looked worried and stepped slightly towards her as though looking for comfort, but she had none to offer. "You should go now if you're going."
He nodded and placed a hand on her arm in a manner he clearly felt was reassuring, "It will be fine."
**Yeah and who are you trying to convince?**
He apparated away, presumably to Voldemort's side. She sat back down in her chair in shock even though this was not entirely unexpected, indeed she felt as though she had been waiting for it since she had first seen the mark at the world cup. **Here we go again! I suppose this is what I get for staying with him, I should have known Voldemort was not destroyed, I should have left when I had the chance! I had the chance fourteen years ago and I threw it away preferring revenge for a wrong which was not even against me. Now I'm trapped, it's too late. It's too late for all of us.**
*******
Lucius returned hours later, almost staggering through the front door and collapsing into a chair in the nearby Drawing Room. Narcissa felt a tug at her emotions as she saw the handsome, proud man she had once loved looking so tired and drawn. He looked up at her and tried to smile but failed miserably. When he spoke his voice was harsh as though his throat was sore. "He is back."
She nodded, "How?"
"Some ritual, dark magic, I'm not entirely sure. He needed the blood of his enemy 'forcibly taken': Potter."
"Is the child dead?"
"No, he escaped! He duelled with the Dark Lord and escaped! It was the Priori Incantem effect, they must share a wand core."
"Oh my God," Narcissa whispered in shock, this was something no one would have ever anticipated. **A fifteen year old boy took on the Dark Lord and won, I can't believe this!**
"The Dark Lord....?"
"Is fine. Though as you might guess he was not best pleased at what happened. He was extremely angry with all of us, particularly those who did not attempt to find him all these years. It could have been worse though, those who didn't go are going to regret it. He put me under the crutiatius."
**Those who didn't go; Severus.**
Narcissa had no sympathy for her husband and merely wrinkled her nose in distaste saying, "Well, you'll have to be more careful next time won't you?"
Lucius looked shocked but then found she had placed a glass of Brandy on the table next to him.
"I'll send Dippy in to you," Narcissa said and walked out if the room before she could find herself pitying him. The future looked like it was about to get harder than ever and she didn't need to end up falling all over again for the man who had so often hurt her and so many other people. Besides, she had to warn Severus.
*******
Narcissa did not sleep well that night, she woke up time after time and in the end she got out of bed, it was only four o'clock but she could not stand to keep drifting in and out of consciousness any longer. She went into Draco's room and sat down on the bed, wishing he were there. His old teddy bear, one the few childhood toys he had kept was sat on the floor next to the bed. She lifted it up and held it, remembering how he had hugged it when Lucius had wanted to send him to Durmstrang and how she had hugged him and been determined not to let Lucius intimidate her for Draco's sake. She had found courage, she had not realised she had still had, for her son, **and where did it get me? Would he be any worse at Durmstrang? I don't know. I have to find that courage again, I have to talk to my son, I have to do _something_!** Narcissa found tears flowing and she curled up on the bed with the bear still cradled in her arms.
She awoke the next morning feeling a little disoriented but then she remembered the previous night and it all became clear. She sighed, thinking about what was to come, even today she had things to do, letters to write to Severus and to her son and she didn't know what she would say to either of them.
Putting the teddy bear aside she got up and straightened the coverings on the bed before going back to her own room and taking a shower to wake herself up. She dressed and went downstairs, finding Lucius already at breakfast looking pale and tired but oddly arrogant. **And he's back on the winning side and loving it!**
"Good Morning."
Lucius glanced up, "Yes I think it is. We're going to be invincible this time Narcissa, no one will stop us just you wait and see."
**Yeah, no one but a teenage boy. Repeatedly.** "Of course dear."
Narcissa found breakfast remarkably easy to get through, crying herself to sleep often had the advantage of her waking up feeling like she had got her emotional reaction out of her system and was now ready to face the practicalities of the problem. **But this is a big problem.** Narcissa sat down at the desk in her study and pulled out some parchment to write her letters, she knew Lucius had written something to Draco but she didn't know what.
Not knowing what she could say to her son she wrote the letter to Severus first.
Dear Sev,
You probably already know this but the Dark Lord is back. Lucius has gone back to him, unsurprisingly. Sev, he's looking for revenge on those who did not return to him and that means you. Please take care of yourself. I don't really know what else to say other than I'm scared. Please take care,
Your loving friend,
Narcissa.
**Right, now to try and find a way to get through to my son.** Narcissa knew that little could be said in a letter that wouldn't be better said face to face so she tried to keep it simple.
Dear Draco,
By now you may have heard the rumours around the school or received a letter from your father I'm not sure. Draco the Dark Lord has risen again. Please don't be afraid, I will never let anyone hurt you, I will always protect you and I will always love you. Draco, somebody's dead that means the rules fly out the window from now on. Take care of yourself. Do me a favour and keep your head down. Killing someone is as good as a declaration of war, things are going to change. Don't be scared,
Love Mum.
**Yeah, really insightful stuff, I don't think! It'll have to do! I just hope he's going to be ok!**
*******
Narcissa received a reply from Draco after a few days, it was even shorter than her own letter.
Dear mum,
I'm not scared, Malfoys never are, remember? How's dad? Things are going to get better from now on mum, you'll see.
Love Draco
Narcissa slumped against the back of her chair. **He's been bloody brainwashed!** She screwed the letter up into a ball and threw it across her study before sobbing loudly and dropping her head into her hands. She had not been crying for five minutes before her owl returned with a letter tied to it's leg, she hadn't even registered that Draco had replied with his own eagle owl rather than Osiris so eager had she been to hear from her son. With his usual impeccable timing, Severus had used Narcissa's owl to send her a reply which she now untied from her owl's leg with trembling fingers, **what if he wants nothing more to do with me?** Osiris hooted softly and nipped affectionately at her fingers, rubbing his soft head against her hand in a comforting manner, he had always seemed to be able to tell when she was upset.
Narcissa,
We are aware of the Dark Lord's rebirth. I am sorry that Lucius returned to him but I'll admit I am as unsurprised as you sounded. I always knew he would want revenge were he to return to power. I can take care of myself, I assure you, please look after yourself. I'm coming to see you this holiday I'll wait until I feel my mark burn and I'll come, expect me on one of the occasions when Lucius is called to Voldemort. Don't give in, we have a chance of defeating him, it was done once before and it can be done again. It'll have to be.
Stay safe,
Severus.
**He's coming to see me!** she smiled and wiped her eyes, **he won't desert me.** She hid the letter in the draw with all the other letters Severus had sent her and locked it again.
Narcissa went into her bedroom and splashed some cold water on to her face, **I'm not going to get anywhere by crying all the time.**
She rubbed a towel across her face, she had no idea what she was going to do but Severus was coming and for now it was enough just to know that.
*******
Chapter 35, Draco comes home from school!
I should post that chapter on Wednesday, 13th August. I'm sorry you had to wait for this chapter a little longer than I said but I've been really busy! Next update won't be late I promise!
Please review!!
Review Responses:
ilovesporks - Glad you liked that bit, poor Sev having to teach those rotten kids! Thanks for the review! Love the new name!
Princessjedi - Thanks for the complimentary review!
Lune Project - Yes, perhaps Hagrid and Draco are even now. I glad chapter 31 amused you. Lucius does want Draco to be intimidating, it's how he thinks you gain respect, by frightening it out of people. It does pain Narcissa to say those words, she's caught in an impossible situation. You may cry for her further by the end of this chapter I'm afraid! Don't be too afraid for her being caught she's a clever woman! Smuggling information to the white side? Well, you'll see. Lucius is dangerous and Narcissa has no real choice but her reputation as a dark witch is not entirely unearned; she has an interest in the dark arts and has used them on occasions. Still, she's not the cold, manipulative woman people see her as. McGonagall doesn't like Narcissa, she's distrusting of the Slytherins and she believes that Narcissa and Lucius have a pretty good marriage. Narcissa's pretty cold towards her too, in part Minerva's just worried for her friend Severus. I think she feels guilty for never seeing how much danger he was in when he was her student and she does not want to see him put himself in further danger by, once again, falling in with the wrong people. She's a good woman though and yes I think she is a good listener. Narcissa has changed, she's not the person she was, she's thinner and paler and older, Sev thinks on several occasions that her looks have been altered by her pressured life and he is right. Sev's own life is not easy, he is spying in so far as keeping his eyes and ears open and getting limited information from Narcissa but he's not actively spying on the Death Eaters in the way he used to, they're not even in power at the moment. Sev argue with Moody in a dark corridor? I'm not sure what you mean by that, can you explain? There won't be much about Karkaroff, Sev doesn't like to pay him much, if any, attention! Boxing day is festive as in the decorations and tree are still up and stuff, but mainly it's just a day to recover from festivities. I won't give in to writer's block. I had a great holiday thank you and have come back ready to write! I'm glad you liked the way I portrayed Stephanie and Patricia, both those kids are weird and there's definitely blame to be laid at their mother's doors for that! My Patricia may indeed be like Jo's portrayal of Narcissa, weak and selfish and vain. Lucius finding out about her encounters with Sev would probably spark world war three! Luckily, they're discreet! Lucy doesn't fly well and I think he envies Narcissa's easy ability to. I did miss quidditch in GoF but if she put it in as well the book would have no end it would be so long! Thanks for the good wishes for the exam results and for your reviews! I have noticed they've changed my name, I was quite surprised actually but I've read the notice now and I see what's happened.
CharlieMalfoy - I like the new name, glad you enjoyed the chapters! Thanks for reviewing!
Trillium - There's no harm in being deluded if you know yourself to be deluded I don't think. But you do make some good points, Draco does seem to be trying to help the trio on occasions so perhaps you are right. I hope you are! Thanks for reviewing!
I Built My Life Around You
A/N: My user name has been changed to Weasleylover1
**Narcissa's Thoughts**
_emphasis_
Chapter 34
On the morning of the third task Narcissa came down to find Lucius laughing over the paper.
"What is it?"
He smirked and passed her the paper, "See for yourself, I have to get going I won't be home late, let's have some supper together this evening."
**What?** "Erm, alright."
"Good, I'll see you later." He nodded at her and left her standing bewildered and still folding the paper.
**God, why is it he can't seem to leave me alone lately?** She shook her head and glanced at the paper.
HARRY POTTER 'DISTURBED AND DANGEROUS'
**Oh what now?** There was a colour photograph of the boy wonder beneath the headline. Narcissa skimmed the article which was about the fit Potter had had in his divinations lesson that Draco had told her about. Her eye was caught by one of the later paragraphs, which mentioned her son.
'Potter can speak parseltongue,' reveals Draco Malfoy a Hogwarts fourth year. 'There were a lot of attacks on students a couple of years ago, and most people thought Potter was behind them after they saw him lose his temper at a Duelling Club and set a snake on another boy. It was all hushed up, though. But he's made friends with werewolves and giants too. We think he'd do anything for a bit of power.'
**Lovely, well Skeeter seems to have gone off the boy-who-lived a little! Why is my son so obsessed with those damned Gryffindors? Does he even have a life of his own?** She sighed, **and tonight I have to have supper with Lucius and God only knows what's on _his_ mind, gosh my life's great!**
*******
That evening Narcissa and Lucius sat in the drawing room drinking tea and eating toast. This was an occurrence that had been so common in the first year of their marriage but hadn't been done in years, until after the world cup incident. Over the past few months it had seemed as though Lucius was reaching out to her, looking for comfort; after having been shut out by him for so long this made her deeply uncomfortable. He could still be as unpleasant as ever and his word was still law but now he was demanding her support whereas in the past he had dismissed her opinion as irrelevant.
He was quiet tonight, she could stand that, it was when he shot his mouth off about mudbloods or some other crap that she wanted him out of her sight. One good side she had noticed to his new behaviour was that it made it that much easier for her to keep an eye on him. He had been consistently uneasy since the appearance of the Dark Mark, an uneasiness that had grown almost into panic when his own mark had begun to reappear growing darker as the months drew on. **He's not sure if he'll get much of a welcome if Voldemort if he has returned.** It was a warm evening and the scent of lavender was floating in through the open window. **Draco's probably watching the third task of the triwizard tournament now, or will it be over by this time?**
Suddenly her husband leapt from his chair and grabbed his arm. Their eyes met in a mutual understanding of the significance of the gesture.
"It's the mark," he said unnecessarily.
She nodded grimly.
"I have to go," he sounded resolute.
"You're going to go to him?" she asked, her voice devoid of emotion.
"Didn't you expect me to?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes, I expected you to," **I suppose some part of me just held on to the chance that you wouldn't.**
Lucius looked worried and stepped slightly towards her as though looking for comfort, but she had none to offer. "You should go now if you're going."
He nodded and placed a hand on her arm in a manner he clearly felt was reassuring, "It will be fine."
**Yeah and who are you trying to convince?**
He apparated away, presumably to Voldemort's side. She sat back down in her chair in shock even though this was not entirely unexpected, indeed she felt as though she had been waiting for it since she had first seen the mark at the world cup. **Here we go again! I suppose this is what I get for staying with him, I should have known Voldemort was not destroyed, I should have left when I had the chance! I had the chance fourteen years ago and I threw it away preferring revenge for a wrong which was not even against me. Now I'm trapped, it's too late. It's too late for all of us.**
*******
Lucius returned hours later, almost staggering through the front door and collapsing into a chair in the nearby Drawing Room. Narcissa felt a tug at her emotions as she saw the handsome, proud man she had once loved looking so tired and drawn. He looked up at her and tried to smile but failed miserably. When he spoke his voice was harsh as though his throat was sore. "He is back."
She nodded, "How?"
"Some ritual, dark magic, I'm not entirely sure. He needed the blood of his enemy 'forcibly taken': Potter."
"Is the child dead?"
"No, he escaped! He duelled with the Dark Lord and escaped! It was the Priori Incantem effect, they must share a wand core."
"Oh my God," Narcissa whispered in shock, this was something no one would have ever anticipated. **A fifteen year old boy took on the Dark Lord and won, I can't believe this!**
"The Dark Lord....?"
"Is fine. Though as you might guess he was not best pleased at what happened. He was extremely angry with all of us, particularly those who did not attempt to find him all these years. It could have been worse though, those who didn't go are going to regret it. He put me under the crutiatius."
**Those who didn't go; Severus.**
Narcissa had no sympathy for her husband and merely wrinkled her nose in distaste saying, "Well, you'll have to be more careful next time won't you?"
Lucius looked shocked but then found she had placed a glass of Brandy on the table next to him.
"I'll send Dippy in to you," Narcissa said and walked out if the room before she could find herself pitying him. The future looked like it was about to get harder than ever and she didn't need to end up falling all over again for the man who had so often hurt her and so many other people. Besides, she had to warn Severus.
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Narcissa did not sleep well that night, she woke up time after time and in the end she got out of bed, it was only four o'clock but she could not stand to keep drifting in and out of consciousness any longer. She went into Draco's room and sat down on the bed, wishing he were there. His old teddy bear, one the few childhood toys he had kept was sat on the floor next to the bed. She lifted it up and held it, remembering how he had hugged it when Lucius had wanted to send him to Durmstrang and how she had hugged him and been determined not to let Lucius intimidate her for Draco's sake. She had found courage, she had not realised she had still had, for her son, **and where did it get me? Would he be any worse at Durmstrang? I don't know. I have to find that courage again, I have to talk to my son, I have to do _something_!** Narcissa found tears flowing and she curled up on the bed with the bear still cradled in her arms.
She awoke the next morning feeling a little disoriented but then she remembered the previous night and it all became clear. She sighed, thinking about what was to come, even today she had things to do, letters to write to Severus and to her son and she didn't know what she would say to either of them.
Putting the teddy bear aside she got up and straightened the coverings on the bed before going back to her own room and taking a shower to wake herself up. She dressed and went downstairs, finding Lucius already at breakfast looking pale and tired but oddly arrogant. **And he's back on the winning side and loving it!**
"Good Morning."
Lucius glanced up, "Yes I think it is. We're going to be invincible this time Narcissa, no one will stop us just you wait and see."
**Yeah, no one but a teenage boy. Repeatedly.** "Of course dear."
Narcissa found breakfast remarkably easy to get through, crying herself to sleep often had the advantage of her waking up feeling like she had got her emotional reaction out of her system and was now ready to face the practicalities of the problem. **But this is a big problem.** Narcissa sat down at the desk in her study and pulled out some parchment to write her letters, she knew Lucius had written something to Draco but she didn't know what.
Not knowing what she could say to her son she wrote the letter to Severus first.
Dear Sev,
You probably already know this but the Dark Lord is back. Lucius has gone back to him, unsurprisingly. Sev, he's looking for revenge on those who did not return to him and that means you. Please take care of yourself. I don't really know what else to say other than I'm scared. Please take care,
Your loving friend,
Narcissa.
**Right, now to try and find a way to get through to my son.** Narcissa knew that little could be said in a letter that wouldn't be better said face to face so she tried to keep it simple.
Dear Draco,
By now you may have heard the rumours around the school or received a letter from your father I'm not sure. Draco the Dark Lord has risen again. Please don't be afraid, I will never let anyone hurt you, I will always protect you and I will always love you. Draco, somebody's dead that means the rules fly out the window from now on. Take care of yourself. Do me a favour and keep your head down. Killing someone is as good as a declaration of war, things are going to change. Don't be scared,
Love Mum.
**Yeah, really insightful stuff, I don't think! It'll have to do! I just hope he's going to be ok!**
*******
Narcissa received a reply from Draco after a few days, it was even shorter than her own letter.
Dear mum,
I'm not scared, Malfoys never are, remember? How's dad? Things are going to get better from now on mum, you'll see.
Love Draco
Narcissa slumped against the back of her chair. **He's been bloody brainwashed!** She screwed the letter up into a ball and threw it across her study before sobbing loudly and dropping her head into her hands. She had not been crying for five minutes before her owl returned with a letter tied to it's leg, she hadn't even registered that Draco had replied with his own eagle owl rather than Osiris so eager had she been to hear from her son. With his usual impeccable timing, Severus had used Narcissa's owl to send her a reply which she now untied from her owl's leg with trembling fingers, **what if he wants nothing more to do with me?** Osiris hooted softly and nipped affectionately at her fingers, rubbing his soft head against her hand in a comforting manner, he had always seemed to be able to tell when she was upset.
Narcissa,
We are aware of the Dark Lord's rebirth. I am sorry that Lucius returned to him but I'll admit I am as unsurprised as you sounded. I always knew he would want revenge were he to return to power. I can take care of myself, I assure you, please look after yourself. I'm coming to see you this holiday I'll wait until I feel my mark burn and I'll come, expect me on one of the occasions when Lucius is called to Voldemort. Don't give in, we have a chance of defeating him, it was done once before and it can be done again. It'll have to be.
Stay safe,
Severus.
**He's coming to see me!** she smiled and wiped her eyes, **he won't desert me.** She hid the letter in the draw with all the other letters Severus had sent her and locked it again.
Narcissa went into her bedroom and splashed some cold water on to her face, **I'm not going to get anywhere by crying all the time.**
She rubbed a towel across her face, she had no idea what she was going to do but Severus was coming and for now it was enough just to know that.
*******
Chapter 35, Draco comes home from school!
I should post that chapter on Wednesday, 13th August. I'm sorry you had to wait for this chapter a little longer than I said but I've been really busy! Next update won't be late I promise!
Please review!!
