Weee! Got another chapter written. Eh…up to the like the Hallways scene there might be some mistakes. My beta didn't give me back my first page, but I think it is okay…if I get the first page I will re edit it. But…hope you enjoy. And if you are on the bad end of Narcissa Malfoy you would be scared too.
A Search for a Mother
By: Fate's Angel
Chapter 9: The Letter
***Past***
Narcissa Malfoy was sipping her afternoon tea, quietly. She glanced at the paper taking no heed to the news. It probably said the same thing about Harry Potter defeating the Dark Lord, her husband went off to Azkaban for the rest of his life. She had read it all and was very sick of it.
Narcissa leaned back on her expensive hard back chair and relaxed for once. Moments later she was greeted by a flurry of feathers and a letter. She plucked the letter from the owl, happy that it was from her son, Draco. She gave the owl her cold toast and it happily left.
She sipped her tea while reading the letter:
Dear Mother,
I hope you are doing well. For your information I'm doing very well in health and grades. I have grave matters that I might need your assistance on.
Narcissa felt knots twisting in her stomach. Draco must have done something horribly wrong.
I have made a grave mistake which may our family reputation in a slump. I am the father of Ginny Weasley's child. If you can do anything, please help her.
Your Son,
Draco Malfoy
Narcissa's tea turned bitter. Malfoy men always seem to screw up their lives. First, her husband joined the Death Eaters and then was caught, and then her son, her only son, got somebody pregnant. Not just anybody but the Weasley's girl.
She slammed her cup down on her china platter making the lukewarm liquid slosh in the cup. "Herbert!" she bellowed. It echoed throughout the room. Then there were small footfalls rushing to the elegant room The house elf bowed low making its ears flop on to the floor. "Fetch me my coat and a driver," she commanded.
"Where to madam?" the elf questioned before dashing off.
"To Hogwarts."
**Hogwarts**
Dumbledore was quietly relaxing eating one of his precious lemon drops. He leaned back in his dusty chair and savored the sour taste. Suddenly, the door burst open, he was met with a unusual sight. Narcissa Malfoy with a determined face and a very flustered student.
The student tried to explain to the professor what was happening but it came out in rambling nonsense. The old wizard put up a hand for silence and motioned for Narcissa to come forward.
"Well, what a pleasant surprise!" the wizard exclaimed, obviously happy of the visit, "What brings you here?"
"This," she stonily said handing him Draco's parchment.
After putting on his bifocals Dumbledore's old eyes roamed the page. Once done, he nodded and said, "My, my, your son and the Weasley's daughter have gotten themselves in a bit of trouble, here."
Narcissa's eyes narrowed, "I want them here now," she replied coldly.
"Yes, yes," Dumbledore said. He drew a parchment from his pile of papers and frantically wrote something on them. Then he gave them to the nervous student in the background, "Please give these to the teachers of Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Weasley."
**Hallways**
Ginny walked slowly to Dumbledore's office. She was excused from Transfiguration class to go to his office, but why? Her stomach fluttered at each scenario that could have happened. First her family, but maybe he found out. She felt sick at the thought. But Draco had some plan that involved his mother. Ginny felt even more sick at the prospect what his mother would do.
She reached Dumbledore's office and whispered the password. The gargoyle hopped aside revealing the spiral staircase. One foot after another she climbed the stairs, dreading her visit.
**Dumbledore's Office**
Draco was arguing with his mother when Ginny came in. He smiled sheepishly at her then began continuous at his mother, trying to persuade her to look at the brighter side. Narcissa glared at the red head, obviously not happy at the situation.
Ginny took a seat, thinking it would be a good idea. Draco decided to shut up and let Dumbledore speak.
"Well, I would never see the day that and a Malfoy and a Weasley would be together in the same room," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling, "Please, explain what happen these past months."
Draco told the story about New Year's Eve and what happened, with a few interruptions from Ginny. Narcissa scoffed in disgust over the responsibility of the two teenagers.
"You got yourselves in a pickle. This situation might turn dangerous and with Ginny's condition it might turn deadly. I think it would be a good idea she would stay with someone…" Dumbledore trailed off, eyeing the older blonde woman.
Narcissa blanched. She would take care of this child. How could Dumbledore do this to her? She glanced at Draco who was silently pleading for her to go along. She eyed the red head, she stared at Narcissa with steady eyes ready for any consequences. Narcissa sighed, "Fine, Virginia may stay at my manor until birth of her child," she said reluctantly.
Ginny sighed in relief. Even though Draco tried not to show it, his shoulders sagged, signifying relief.
"Virginia pack your necessities, we will be leaving shortly," Narcissa said curtly.
Ginny rushed out of the room, muttering thank yous and the like. The blonde woman turned to her son, "Draco, you are going to owe me so much once this is done with," she said icily.
Draco gulped, and muttered 'yes mother' and shuffled out of the room. Narcissa bowed her head in gratitude then left. She was having a grandson or granddaughter whether she liked it or not.
Okay, the letter was iffy but I couldn't think of anything to write for a letter. But you know, I tried. Anyway, this fic might be coming to end in a few chapters. I'm not sure there are like two or three chapters left…I suppose. Thanks for reading. Review!