Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling, but Sade belongs to me!
Draco made his way hesitantly to the tower, not feeling completely himself. This little voice kept popping up in his head, and it wouldn't go away. He tried shaking his head to calm himself.
'It's just a girl, it's just a girl, you need to remember that.'
~Yes, but a beautiful, intelligent, powerful girl~
'Will you stop that! I know all this, I still need to relax. Nothing will probably happen, she and I will just be talking.'
~But you want something to happen~
'Of course I do. I'm a guy, why wouldn't I want something to happen?! But will you just go away for a while, ok?'
~Fine~
By then, he had gotten to the picture. He put his wand handle of the frame and it swung silently open. He walked in and looked around. The room was warm, but something was off, then he saw what. Sade was out cold of the carpet, laying down on her stomach.
"Sade!"
He ran to her and lifted her up to his chest. Her body was freezing cold and her face was deathly pale, but he noticed that her eyes were flickering under the lids. Then he felt the strangest thing. One part of her body, on her chest right at her heart was burning hot. He thought a moment if he should check why, and decided to. He laid her down on her back, and quickly opened her cloak, then her shirt. He gave a startled cry when he saw what the heat was coming from. The mark on her chest, at her heart; it was a mark he had seen many times on his father. The Dark Mark. But it was glowing flaming red like he'd never seen on his father, or any other Death Eater, and never at the heart. He realized that this version of the Mark was different than the others, it was a stronger link. Voldemort had done something to Sade. His face paled, and he clung to her desperately.
"Sade, wake up!" he whispered desperately. "Please wake up! Fight him, do whatever it takes, but please come back to him! Don't leave me now!"
Sade found herself standing in a dark room. The first thing she noticed was that there was a crib and a lit candelabra above it. Inside the crib was a little baby lying on its back, a baby girl on closer inspection with dark hair and pure white skin and rosy cheeks, possibly only a few months old. She smiled down at it, then looked closer. The baby girl looked a lot like her when she was a baby. She leaned over the crib to touch her, and Sade's eyes got wide with shock. Her hand went right through her! She didn't really have time to dwell on this because a door opened on the other side of the room and quickly closed. She moved a little ways from the crib so that she would be slightly out of sight, but would still be able to see most of the room. A tall handsome man with jet black hair came in wearing black robes, and when he looked up, she saw he had green eyes much like her mother's. He looked in her direction, but didn't actually see her. She realized then that this was a memory from her past, and the man was her uncle Voldemort. Her eyes went from one of shock to clear anger, causing her eyes to go a dark shade of red. Voldemort went to the crib, a smile on his face, his wand out. He leaned over and brushed her baby self's hair in an undeniably loving way. She had been told that at one point she was taken by Voldemort when she was a baby, she powers already showing by then. She already could speak Parseltongue to her parents shock. And Voldemort found out some how, possibly from a Death Eater spying on her family. Her parents never found out exactly was had happened, only that when she was returned late at night, that she bore the Dark Mark at her heart and her powers were even greater than before. Her attitude was different as well. She was calmer than most children, or adults for that matter, though her parents found no problem with that. Sade's reflection was interrupted by Voldemort saying something to her baby self, which was still sleeping.
"Such a beautiful child, and such a powerful one. But you will need help, help your parents can't give. I will help you with this."
His face became sad, but angry.
"You should have been my child. You're more like me than your pathetic parents. I could love you more than they could, help and care for you better. I know real power, true strength, which you already show, even at such a young age."
The look changed again, but it was unreadable.
"You will be great. That's obvious, and the last thing I need is to have two battles against my own family, though one I will have to do soon. Miranda's brother has a child now. He will have to go. The Potter line is far too strong, the line which you are apart of. Once your cousin and his parents are dead, I'll take you away from your wretched parents and call you my own. You will be my daughter, as you should have been."
An evil smile began to form on his face. He put his wand to baby Sade's heart.
"First, I need to make sure that I'll be able to find you, keep you locked to me, have a link somewhat like a parent has to their child. I'll need to have you powers develop much faster than others. You will be smart, that is clear, just as smart as I am. My dear Sidine."
He kissed baby Sade's forehead, then began an incantation. A red glow began to form over the heart area. Baby Sade woke, but didn't cry. All she did was give a baby giggle. Voldemort smiled as he finished. He put his wand in his cloak and picked her up. He opened the front of her baby pajamas and slid it open. At her heart was a small red glowing Dark Mark. Baby Sade did another giggle, but softer, her eyes a soft red. Then she closed them and fell asleep.
"I love you, my dear Sidine."
Sidine, she remembered being called that, and now she knew why. It was too much, way too much to take in this way. She suddenly became dizzy. A soft evil laugh filled her mind, and she lost consciousness.
Sade sat up with a start, screaming and crying. Draco jumped up from the chair at her side and grabbed her and held her shaking form. Madam Pomfrey ran into the room, a Sleeping Potion in a large silver goblet in her hand. Pomfrey tried to shoe Draco away from Sade so she could give Sade the potion, but all he did was hold Sade closer and glared at Pomfrey. Now Pomfrey had been glared at before, but this was different. A mixed look of danger bordering on evil and love was evident in his eyes. She nodded to herself, put the potion down on the bedside table, and walked quietly back out.
Draco turned back to Sade, who had stopped crying, but was still shaking. He rubbed her hair with his, whispering softly to her.
"Everything will be ok, love. Relax, I'm right here. Shh, you'll be fine now."
Sade looked at him, her eyes puffy, but the red glow from inside was there. She throw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder. He rubbed her back to relax her until she shaking finally stopped. She lifted up and rested her chin in his shoulder.
"I saw…"
"No," he cut her off, "Don't tell me. You need to rest. We can talk in the morning." He picked up the goblet and handed it to her. She drank it down and immediately became sleepy. She laid back down on the pillows. She turned and smiled at Draco, his hand in hers.
"I'll be right beside you, so you just rest."
He kissed her forehead and she drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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yeah! i got another chapter up. no cliffhanger this time, i'm sure some peoeple will be happy for that. please review! i love reading them!
Draco made his way hesitantly to the tower, not feeling completely himself. This little voice kept popping up in his head, and it wouldn't go away. He tried shaking his head to calm himself.
'It's just a girl, it's just a girl, you need to remember that.'
~Yes, but a beautiful, intelligent, powerful girl~
'Will you stop that! I know all this, I still need to relax. Nothing will probably happen, she and I will just be talking.'
~But you want something to happen~
'Of course I do. I'm a guy, why wouldn't I want something to happen?! But will you just go away for a while, ok?'
~Fine~
By then, he had gotten to the picture. He put his wand handle of the frame and it swung silently open. He walked in and looked around. The room was warm, but something was off, then he saw what. Sade was out cold of the carpet, laying down on her stomach.
"Sade!"
He ran to her and lifted her up to his chest. Her body was freezing cold and her face was deathly pale, but he noticed that her eyes were flickering under the lids. Then he felt the strangest thing. One part of her body, on her chest right at her heart was burning hot. He thought a moment if he should check why, and decided to. He laid her down on her back, and quickly opened her cloak, then her shirt. He gave a startled cry when he saw what the heat was coming from. The mark on her chest, at her heart; it was a mark he had seen many times on his father. The Dark Mark. But it was glowing flaming red like he'd never seen on his father, or any other Death Eater, and never at the heart. He realized that this version of the Mark was different than the others, it was a stronger link. Voldemort had done something to Sade. His face paled, and he clung to her desperately.
"Sade, wake up!" he whispered desperately. "Please wake up! Fight him, do whatever it takes, but please come back to him! Don't leave me now!"
Sade found herself standing in a dark room. The first thing she noticed was that there was a crib and a lit candelabra above it. Inside the crib was a little baby lying on its back, a baby girl on closer inspection with dark hair and pure white skin and rosy cheeks, possibly only a few months old. She smiled down at it, then looked closer. The baby girl looked a lot like her when she was a baby. She leaned over the crib to touch her, and Sade's eyes got wide with shock. Her hand went right through her! She didn't really have time to dwell on this because a door opened on the other side of the room and quickly closed. She moved a little ways from the crib so that she would be slightly out of sight, but would still be able to see most of the room. A tall handsome man with jet black hair came in wearing black robes, and when he looked up, she saw he had green eyes much like her mother's. He looked in her direction, but didn't actually see her. She realized then that this was a memory from her past, and the man was her uncle Voldemort. Her eyes went from one of shock to clear anger, causing her eyes to go a dark shade of red. Voldemort went to the crib, a smile on his face, his wand out. He leaned over and brushed her baby self's hair in an undeniably loving way. She had been told that at one point she was taken by Voldemort when she was a baby, she powers already showing by then. She already could speak Parseltongue to her parents shock. And Voldemort found out some how, possibly from a Death Eater spying on her family. Her parents never found out exactly was had happened, only that when she was returned late at night, that she bore the Dark Mark at her heart and her powers were even greater than before. Her attitude was different as well. She was calmer than most children, or adults for that matter, though her parents found no problem with that. Sade's reflection was interrupted by Voldemort saying something to her baby self, which was still sleeping.
"Such a beautiful child, and such a powerful one. But you will need help, help your parents can't give. I will help you with this."
His face became sad, but angry.
"You should have been my child. You're more like me than your pathetic parents. I could love you more than they could, help and care for you better. I know real power, true strength, which you already show, even at such a young age."
The look changed again, but it was unreadable.
"You will be great. That's obvious, and the last thing I need is to have two battles against my own family, though one I will have to do soon. Miranda's brother has a child now. He will have to go. The Potter line is far too strong, the line which you are apart of. Once your cousin and his parents are dead, I'll take you away from your wretched parents and call you my own. You will be my daughter, as you should have been."
An evil smile began to form on his face. He put his wand to baby Sade's heart.
"First, I need to make sure that I'll be able to find you, keep you locked to me, have a link somewhat like a parent has to their child. I'll need to have you powers develop much faster than others. You will be smart, that is clear, just as smart as I am. My dear Sidine."
He kissed baby Sade's forehead, then began an incantation. A red glow began to form over the heart area. Baby Sade woke, but didn't cry. All she did was give a baby giggle. Voldemort smiled as he finished. He put his wand in his cloak and picked her up. He opened the front of her baby pajamas and slid it open. At her heart was a small red glowing Dark Mark. Baby Sade did another giggle, but softer, her eyes a soft red. Then she closed them and fell asleep.
"I love you, my dear Sidine."
Sidine, she remembered being called that, and now she knew why. It was too much, way too much to take in this way. She suddenly became dizzy. A soft evil laugh filled her mind, and she lost consciousness.
Sade sat up with a start, screaming and crying. Draco jumped up from the chair at her side and grabbed her and held her shaking form. Madam Pomfrey ran into the room, a Sleeping Potion in a large silver goblet in her hand. Pomfrey tried to shoe Draco away from Sade so she could give Sade the potion, but all he did was hold Sade closer and glared at Pomfrey. Now Pomfrey had been glared at before, but this was different. A mixed look of danger bordering on evil and love was evident in his eyes. She nodded to herself, put the potion down on the bedside table, and walked quietly back out.
Draco turned back to Sade, who had stopped crying, but was still shaking. He rubbed her hair with his, whispering softly to her.
"Everything will be ok, love. Relax, I'm right here. Shh, you'll be fine now."
Sade looked at him, her eyes puffy, but the red glow from inside was there. She throw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder. He rubbed her back to relax her until she shaking finally stopped. She lifted up and rested her chin in his shoulder.
"I saw…"
"No," he cut her off, "Don't tell me. You need to rest. We can talk in the morning." He picked up the goblet and handed it to her. She drank it down and immediately became sleepy. She laid back down on the pillows. She turned and smiled at Draco, his hand in hers.
"I'll be right beside you, so you just rest."
He kissed her forehead and she drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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yeah! i got another chapter up. no cliffhanger this time, i'm sure some peoeple will be happy for that. please review! i love reading them!