Touched by Frost

Emerald Sky

chapter three~ Meeting the grandfather

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"Oh, that went well." Draco sighed after slamming the door behind Flora. But inside his head he was really saying, "Yes, she broke up with you, how excellent is this?"

"Err...I'm sorry?" Angel answered in a quiet almost scared voice.

Draco eyed her in annoyance and walked around her to the stair case. "That hot bath is starting to sound alot friendlier... " He murmured as the Flora's last words echoed in his head..."I'm sorry...I just can't be with someone with so little responsibility... our future just isn't... turning out how I planned it..." She had a future planned?

"Can I do anything to help the lovely lady?" squeaked 2 or 3 house elves as Draco dragged his way up the staircase.

"More pumpkin pie!"

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"Master, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, he is stopping by soon!"

Draco choked on his martini and started coughing violently.

"It's okay Master! Bloomy knows C.P.R!" (AN: I'm sure that the wizarding world would use magic)

"Get off elf! I'm fine, how do you know this?" Draco asked pushing Bloomy off of him the next morning.

Bloomy quickly scurried into the living room and back with envelopes being carried in her small miniature hands. "Your mail."

Draco snatched the letters from Bloomy and skimmed through them. "WHAT have I told you about looking through my mail?"

"Most apologies sir! Shan't happen again!"

"I think you've said that one to many times for it to mean anything, Bloomy. Now go fetch Angel." Draco demanded after finishing through the letter.

Bloomy took a low bow and quickly asked, "Angel, your daughter, Master?"

"Whatever! Go!"

With that the small house elf left the kitchen in the same witty matter she always did when she was told to do something in a enthusiastic way and just as quickly, returned with the 10 year old child.

"Angel, your grandfather will be visiting soon, and well...I don't really know how to explain this but--"

"GRANDFATHER? I've never met one before! Will he give me presents like Father Christmas?" Angel said and clapped her hands together in excitement.

Draco scratched his head knowing that if his father for some odd reason did approve of a grandchild at his age, then the most he would give her was money and nothing like a normal grandfather would get their granddaughter. "The thing is, he doesn't really know that you--" He started but was cut off by his doorbell ringing. Both Bloomy and Angel raced to the door before Draco could finish his sentence "--exist."

Hurrying after them, Draco heard Bloomy squeak happily, "Welcome Mr. Lucius Malfoy!". He groaned as he rounded the corner to see his father eyeing Angel with an eye brow raised in disapproval.

"Why who is this, Draco?" he asked in a slow suspicious voice.

Feeling dumb founded Draco shook his head and stuttered, "Eerr...s-she's...I'm just babysitting Flora's err...sister.."

"Grandfather!" Angel cried happily and wrapped arms around Lucius' leg and squeezed it tightly. It was a very awkward scene, no one ever had hugged Lucius before and he eyed her as if she was wearing the most bizarre outfit.

"No. No, no. NO." Draco said, pulled Angel off of his father. "She's quite...odd." Draco whispered to him

Finally before Bloomy could say anything to break the silence Lucius said, "I work with Flora's father, and she indeed DOES NOT have any siblings."

Draco groaned and muttered something to himself about improving his lies. Bloomy cleared her throat to say something but Draco mouthed her to shove it. Looking hurt, the house elf bent her head low and took herself into the kitchen.

"I'm more curious as to who this young girl is, seeing as you had to LIE TO ME about her identity, Draco." Lucius said sternly.

Draco was speechless, he had nothing more to tell his father than the truth...though he very much would rather tell him that he was in love with Potter...no maybe not. "She's--err.." Draco mumbled trying to find words.

"My name is Angel, I'm ten years old! And I'm daughter of Pansy Parkinson--" Angel shouted stamping her foot angrily.

Draco clapped his hands together in relief and pointed at his daughter, "THERE you go, daughter of Pansy!"

"--And son of Draco Malfoy." she finished crossing her arms stubbornly.

Draco glared at her angrily and didn't dare look at his fathers reaction. "THAT'S IT! Go to your room!" he shouted at her.

"I DON'T HAVE A ROOM!"

"GO TO MY ROOM!"

"FINE! He didn't even look like a good grandfather anyway!" Angel yelled back and stomped over to the staircase.

Turning to his father Draco told him in a worried voice, "She didn't mean it, she really didn't."

"Which part, that I wasn't a good grandfather or that she was your child?" his father asked glaring at him.

"Uhh-- both."

"DRACO."

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^-^ and so the humour begins. It's okay for a beginning but I hope it gets better. Needing the reviews people!

Hope you like it!

thanks goes to vaderisgod(I acutally already had this chappie written when you reviewed me...great suggestions =D) Myrddin Emrys(No Draco doesn't really care about his daughter at all at first...BUT the first question was good, and you learn later on) SuCk Me bEaUTiFul(I'll try! =D thanks for the great review.) pansy is sooo sexy(WELL there wouldn't beee a fic if Pansy wasn't dead.) Lost Dragon'Kin(AAAAND it will be!)

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~Emerald