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Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. I do own Zell however and Bank's in this chapter. J.K Rowling is a champ and whilst I do wish to be a writer I am not her and like I said don't own anything you recognize.
.... Now for the 5th chapter and the final one .. Na I'm just joking, it's far from finished. I'm actually up to chapter 9 now, but I wont put em up unless you review, actually I lie I will eventually but I just want reviews.
So without further ado, here is chapter 5 .... (Yay).....
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 5!!
It had been just under three weeks since Snape had come with the news for his mother. It wasn't exactly good news and it wasn't exactly bad news either. The main gist of it though was that the many Death Eaters that were captured at the Ministry recently were allowed to have a fair trial. Naturally, his father being the powerful figure that he was, got away with imprisonment in Azkaban, but not with as much ease as he would have liked. The Ministry now had to perform surprise raids at the Malfoy Manor once a week where they could go through every single room and could ask whatever questions they liked.
Draco's mother was obviously not happy about the extra raids, and neither was his father. His Father had been back for nearly two weeks now and the house had never been quieter. Lucius was in a fowl mood, he didn't like the fact that he had been captured, or the fact that his every move was being monitored by the Ministry. He especially didn't like the idea that very soon the Malfoy's little secret would be discovered.
A guard had been placed at the end of the Manor, it was his job to make sure no Malfoy left the Manor unless the Ministry knew where they were going and for what reason. A spell had also been placed on the Manor - the exact same spell that was around Hogwarts in fact, which stopped people from Apparating in or out of the castle. Therefore there was absolutely no way that Lucius could hide their other son from the prying eyes of the Ministry. Soon their secret would be revealed to the whole Wizarding world and Lucius would be a laughing stock. There was nothing Lucius could do about it and so he spent most of his time furious at his wife, for having the child in the first place and than because she insisted on keeping it.
Draco spent most of his time hidden away in his room and so did Zell. Draco constantly felt sorry for his younger brother, he didn't like it when Lucius and Narcissa argued - even though Lucius wasn't his real father he still considered him to be, and seeing them argue over him was beginning to take its toll. He was forced to become unusually quite, due to the fact he was supposed to be invisible, and this only made him become more hyperactive and seeking for attention much more than he had before.
Lucius was constantly on edge, having to do a spell on their hidden room every single day - which was filled with all their Dark Arts items - because he didn't know which day the Ministry might decide to appear and perform their meaningless raid.
It was Friday afternoon and the usual tension was in the air. Plinky was creeping around the house tidying everything up, limping slightly under the attacks Lucius had taken out on her. Lucius was in his study, staring nervously at the clock ticking away - all the time wondering whether today might finally be the day when they decide to show. Narcissa was in the library starring blankly out the window - this was the first week of the raids, she couldn't bare to think that this same tension would be going on every week, for who knows how long.
Draco was lying on his bed, twirling his wand in his pale hands, bored beyond belief. He let out a long sigh and sat up, suddenly his door creaked open, just barely. He peered over and saw his brother's head sticking through the gap.
'Draco,' he whined nervously, 'can I sit in here with you.'
Draco didn't like to show compassion out front to anyone, especially his brother; he had to make his brother tuff. However Draco couldn't ignore his little brother's plea and so he stood up and turned his back to him, looking out the window.
'If you must,' he drawled. 'But don't start acting like an idiot,' he finished; satisfied that he wasn't overly kind.
Zell walked into the room, not bothering to close the door as he came in. He jumped on Draco's bed and was obviously about to start jumping on it, but then remembering what Draco had said, he thought better of it and sat down instead. He sat there with his legs crossed burning a hole in the back of Draco's head with his stare.
'What is it,' Draco asked annoyed by his brother's glance.
'I was just wondering,' Zell started, 'if those people are going to come today.'
Draco continued to stare out of the window. 'Who knows, we'll just have to wait and see.'
'But for how much longer,' Zell continued, his voice growing a little impatient.
'I don't know,' Draco said getting rather annoyed. 'Don't you ever stop asking so many stupid questions?'
Zell was about to say something smart back, but some loud commotion in the entrance hall made him stop mid-word. Draco heard it too, and thinking that it might be the ministry, ran from the window to the top of the stairs in a flash, Zell following close behind.
It wasn't the Ministry of Magic at all; it was his parents, arguing as per usual about some matter of little importance.
'You are so blinded Lucius that you can't even see the real picture,' Narcissa shouted at her husband, who was just a few meters away from her.
'I can obviously see a lot clearer than you can Narcissa,' Lucius shouted back, a savage look in his eye. 'The Dark Lord will not be happy if we decide not to show up tomorrow night -'
'It's not like were deciding not to go, how the hell are we supposed to get there if we can't even leave our own house,' Narcissa blurted out interrupting Lucius. 'We can't give the Ministry, and especially Dumbledore, a reason to suspect us further, other wise we'll be more cut off from Voldamort than we are at the mome -'
'Don't say his name,' Lucius shouted at Narcissa, taking a threatening step towards her.
Draco felt Zell stiffen slightly somewhere near his knee, but Draco wasn't worried, they would yell all day but Lucius would never actually hurt his wife, no matter how much he threatened her that he would. Then again Lucius had been far more hostile lately and when it came to the Dark Lord he could be quite different from his usual self. Draco felt himself stiffen slightly after this thought. Should he maybe make them stop their bickering?
'I'll say it whenever I want to,' Narcissa said, to Draco and Zell's horror. She was pushing her luck, they both knew it. 'You forget Lucius, I'm not a Death Eater, and I am not bonded to that man.'
Lucius looked as though he were about to explode. Draco now equally shared his little brother's horror. Their mother had gone way too far. Narcissa wasn't a Death Eater, she followed the Dark Lord merely because her husband did - she assumed Lucius would make her become a Death Eater eventually but the fact that she wasn't already, always made Lucius furious.
'YOU WILL BE SOON ENOUGH, MARK MY WORDS!' Lucius had now become so furious that Narcissa flinched slightly at the look in his eyes. He covered the gap between him and his wife, grabbing her by the wrist and pinning her against the wall.
Before Draco knew exactly what he was doing, he found himself telling his brother to stay put and then darting down the stairs towards his mother and father. Before he even reached his parents, their front door burst open and in walked four men.
Lucius spun his head around, still not letting go of his struggling wife and Draco stopped dead in his tracks. A small brush near Draco's knee told him that Zell had followed and was now halted by his side. Arthur Weasley, Cornelius Fudge, Dumbledore and a tall, solid, black headed man where all now standing in the Malfoy's entrance hall.
'Ah, Lucius,' Cornelius Fudge said looking on at the scene that lay in front of him, 'were here to perform our raid.'
Lucius stepped away from Narcissa so that she was no longer pinned against the wall, but he didn't let go of her arm.
'Yes of course Fudge,' Lucius said in a voice that told the four that he was not happy.
'I hope were not interrupting anything,' Dumbledore said with a frown, looking closely at Lucius grip on his wife.
'Not at all Dumbledore,' Lucius hissed, finally letting go of his wife. Narcissa looked around, a disgusted look on her pretty face.
'Was it really necessary for four of you to come?' she asked them a dangerous glint in her eye.
'I'm afraid it was,' blurted out the fourth unknown wizard.
'And why is that,' Narcissa asked, shifting her glance to just him.
'W-well,' the man stuttered, blushing furiously. 'I-It's an awfully big house.'
Narcissa raised one delicate eyebrow and then turned away from the four members of the Ministry. She headed up the stairs towards where Draco and Zell still stood - grabbing Zell's hand in her own and placing a hand on Draco's shoulder to turn him around, the three of them headed for the top of the stairs.
'Wait a second Mrs. Malfoy,' Arthur Weasley spoke for the first time. 'We must ask you to stay in this room until we have finished.'
Narcissa stopped what she was doing and turned her fuming eyes towards Arthur. Without saying a single word, but without taking her eyes off him, she very reluctantly turned around, walked back down the stairs and the three of them stood just behind Lucius.
Arthur looked confident, despite the Malfoy's deadly glances. Once he was satisfied that they would all stay put Arthur and the other man headed for the kitchen to finally begin their raid.
Dumbledore and Cornelius stayed in the entrance hall with the four Malfoy's, obviously keeping an eye on them. Cornelius paced backwards and forwards slowly, his hands behind his back, whilst Dumbledore looked over at the Malfoy's, watching them carefully.
Draco watched as Dumbledore looked back and forwards along the line of Malfoy's. Finally his eyes rested on Zell - who was looking at Dumbledore interestedly from his mother's side. Dumbledore stared at Zell for a few minutes and with what looked like a sudden realization a large smile spread across his face. Cornelius, noticing Dumbledore's glance, stepped towards Lucius with surprise on his face.
'No one was supposed to enter your home,' Cornelius said pointing at the small boy who looked at him puzzled.
'No one has entered our home,' Narcissa said, aware that Lucius was burning a whole in the side of her head with his glance.
'Then who is this?' Fudge asked the beautiful women starring at him.
'Our youngest son,' Narcissa said in a tone that told the Minister it was obvious.
Cornelius looked from Narcissa to Zell and then to Lucius. He opened his mouth to say something, thought against it and closed it again.
After what felt like hours, Arthur and the tall, dark haired wizard came back into the entrance hall looking exhausted and disappointed.
'Well -,' said Cornelius impatiently. 'Did you manage to find anything?'
'Not a single thing Minister,' said the dark haired wizard.
Fudge looked from Arthur to the other wizard disbelievingly. He lowered his head and after starring at his shoes for a small while looked back up.
'Check them Banks,' he said to the tall Wizard, meaning for him to search the Malfoy's.
'What,' Narcissa said in disbelief.
'All part of the raid,' Cornelius said nodding to Arthur, confirming that he should help Banks search.
Lucius glanced at Narcissa; a look that told her to keep her mouth shut and let them do it. She obliged, after all they had nothing on them that could be used against them and very soon this pathetic raid would be over with.
Draco was the first to be searched. Banks made him role up his sleeves - obviously checking to make sure there was no skull tattoo with a serpent for a tongue, the mark of the Death Eaters. After he was thoroughly checked for the tattoo (charms could be made to cover marks up, little did the Ministry know that the Dark Mark could not be covered up) he was forced to empty out his pockets, and his wand was checked for the spells he had previously performed.
'Clear,' Arthur told Cornelius who frowned and nodded slowly.
Next Narcissa was searched. Draco watched as Banks checked and re-checked Narcissa's pale, slender arms, blushing furiously as he did so. Arthur checked her wand, smiled weakly and gave it back.
'Clear,' Arthur said for a second time, and again Cornelius nodded slowly.
Lucius was the next in line. He wasn't at all pleased about being searched. He scolded as they searched his pockets, checked his wand and arm's. Of course Lucius had the Dark Mark tattooed onto his arm, but the fact that he was freed of all charges recently made it impossible for that to make a difference. Arthur shuddered slightly as he caught a glimpse of the mark, than obviously satisfied called out, 'Clear,' for the third time and continued on.
Arthur glanced at Zell for a few seconds with a confused expression painted on his face. He turned to Cornelius who glanced at Lucius than nodded back to Arthur. Draco knew that they were trying to figure out who the boy was and he noticed that Arthur didn't look at all too pleased with the fact that he was about to search a child.
Zell stuck out his arm to Banks with a sheepish smile on his face. Banks took the boys small arm reluctantly, rolled up his sleeves and checked and rechecked his slightly tanned and freckly arms. Next Arthur checked the boy's pockets, and after emptying all the sticky lolly wrappers and chewing gum wrappers he nodded at Banks.
'Wand,' Banks asked Zell, his eyes not showing nearly as much kindness as Arthur's.
'Draco's got it,' Zell said pointing at his older brother happily.
Draco remembered the fact that he had taken his brother's wand and hidden it in his room so that Zell couldn't curse him anymore.
'It's in my room,' Draco told the Wizard called Banks in an unfriendly tone. 'I'll go get it for you if you must have it.'
'Don't bother,' Dumbledore said from beside the door, making Draco jump slightly. 'I doubt whether -,' he stopped mid-sentence and turned to Zell, '-what is your name?'
Zell looked at Dumbledore and smiled, 'Zell,' he squealed, obviously delighted that someone other than his family had acknowledged his existence.
Dumbledore smiled at the eager young boy, his face showed nothing but affection for the small boy.
'Zell is it? Well Banks I doubt whether Zell would have performed any illegal spells lately so if we are quite finished than I'd like to be getting back.'
Fudge looked like he was about to argue this, but with a sigh he turned to Dumbledore.
'Very well, if you say so, Arthur, Banks come on were leaving.' Then turning to face the Malfoy's he added, 'We'll be back sometime next week for another of our raids.'
Fudge took of his bowler hat and bowed his head slightly, placed it back on his head and disappeared out the door. Banks followed right behind him and so did Arthur - but not before Arthur glared at Lucius, daring him to cross their line again, Lucius merely smiled his wicked grin.
Dumbledore nodded his head at the Malfoy's too, and with one last smile at Zell left their house as well. Draco caught the look that Dumbledore had given his younger brother and knew straight away that he knew. Dumbledore knew in less than an hour who Zell's father was whilst Draco still didn't know after six years, it wasn't fair.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. I do own Zell however and Bank's in this chapter. J.K Rowling is a champ and whilst I do wish to be a writer I am not her and like I said don't own anything you recognize.
.... Now for the 5th chapter and the final one .. Na I'm just joking, it's far from finished. I'm actually up to chapter 9 now, but I wont put em up unless you review, actually I lie I will eventually but I just want reviews.
So without further ado, here is chapter 5 .... (Yay).....
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 5!!
It had been just under three weeks since Snape had come with the news for his mother. It wasn't exactly good news and it wasn't exactly bad news either. The main gist of it though was that the many Death Eaters that were captured at the Ministry recently were allowed to have a fair trial. Naturally, his father being the powerful figure that he was, got away with imprisonment in Azkaban, but not with as much ease as he would have liked. The Ministry now had to perform surprise raids at the Malfoy Manor once a week where they could go through every single room and could ask whatever questions they liked.
Draco's mother was obviously not happy about the extra raids, and neither was his father. His Father had been back for nearly two weeks now and the house had never been quieter. Lucius was in a fowl mood, he didn't like the fact that he had been captured, or the fact that his every move was being monitored by the Ministry. He especially didn't like the idea that very soon the Malfoy's little secret would be discovered.
A guard had been placed at the end of the Manor, it was his job to make sure no Malfoy left the Manor unless the Ministry knew where they were going and for what reason. A spell had also been placed on the Manor - the exact same spell that was around Hogwarts in fact, which stopped people from Apparating in or out of the castle. Therefore there was absolutely no way that Lucius could hide their other son from the prying eyes of the Ministry. Soon their secret would be revealed to the whole Wizarding world and Lucius would be a laughing stock. There was nothing Lucius could do about it and so he spent most of his time furious at his wife, for having the child in the first place and than because she insisted on keeping it.
Draco spent most of his time hidden away in his room and so did Zell. Draco constantly felt sorry for his younger brother, he didn't like it when Lucius and Narcissa argued - even though Lucius wasn't his real father he still considered him to be, and seeing them argue over him was beginning to take its toll. He was forced to become unusually quite, due to the fact he was supposed to be invisible, and this only made him become more hyperactive and seeking for attention much more than he had before.
Lucius was constantly on edge, having to do a spell on their hidden room every single day - which was filled with all their Dark Arts items - because he didn't know which day the Ministry might decide to appear and perform their meaningless raid.
It was Friday afternoon and the usual tension was in the air. Plinky was creeping around the house tidying everything up, limping slightly under the attacks Lucius had taken out on her. Lucius was in his study, staring nervously at the clock ticking away - all the time wondering whether today might finally be the day when they decide to show. Narcissa was in the library starring blankly out the window - this was the first week of the raids, she couldn't bare to think that this same tension would be going on every week, for who knows how long.
Draco was lying on his bed, twirling his wand in his pale hands, bored beyond belief. He let out a long sigh and sat up, suddenly his door creaked open, just barely. He peered over and saw his brother's head sticking through the gap.
'Draco,' he whined nervously, 'can I sit in here with you.'
Draco didn't like to show compassion out front to anyone, especially his brother; he had to make his brother tuff. However Draco couldn't ignore his little brother's plea and so he stood up and turned his back to him, looking out the window.
'If you must,' he drawled. 'But don't start acting like an idiot,' he finished; satisfied that he wasn't overly kind.
Zell walked into the room, not bothering to close the door as he came in. He jumped on Draco's bed and was obviously about to start jumping on it, but then remembering what Draco had said, he thought better of it and sat down instead. He sat there with his legs crossed burning a hole in the back of Draco's head with his stare.
'What is it,' Draco asked annoyed by his brother's glance.
'I was just wondering,' Zell started, 'if those people are going to come today.'
Draco continued to stare out of the window. 'Who knows, we'll just have to wait and see.'
'But for how much longer,' Zell continued, his voice growing a little impatient.
'I don't know,' Draco said getting rather annoyed. 'Don't you ever stop asking so many stupid questions?'
Zell was about to say something smart back, but some loud commotion in the entrance hall made him stop mid-word. Draco heard it too, and thinking that it might be the ministry, ran from the window to the top of the stairs in a flash, Zell following close behind.
It wasn't the Ministry of Magic at all; it was his parents, arguing as per usual about some matter of little importance.
'You are so blinded Lucius that you can't even see the real picture,' Narcissa shouted at her husband, who was just a few meters away from her.
'I can obviously see a lot clearer than you can Narcissa,' Lucius shouted back, a savage look in his eye. 'The Dark Lord will not be happy if we decide not to show up tomorrow night -'
'It's not like were deciding not to go, how the hell are we supposed to get there if we can't even leave our own house,' Narcissa blurted out interrupting Lucius. 'We can't give the Ministry, and especially Dumbledore, a reason to suspect us further, other wise we'll be more cut off from Voldamort than we are at the mome -'
'Don't say his name,' Lucius shouted at Narcissa, taking a threatening step towards her.
Draco felt Zell stiffen slightly somewhere near his knee, but Draco wasn't worried, they would yell all day but Lucius would never actually hurt his wife, no matter how much he threatened her that he would. Then again Lucius had been far more hostile lately and when it came to the Dark Lord he could be quite different from his usual self. Draco felt himself stiffen slightly after this thought. Should he maybe make them stop their bickering?
'I'll say it whenever I want to,' Narcissa said, to Draco and Zell's horror. She was pushing her luck, they both knew it. 'You forget Lucius, I'm not a Death Eater, and I am not bonded to that man.'
Lucius looked as though he were about to explode. Draco now equally shared his little brother's horror. Their mother had gone way too far. Narcissa wasn't a Death Eater, she followed the Dark Lord merely because her husband did - she assumed Lucius would make her become a Death Eater eventually but the fact that she wasn't already, always made Lucius furious.
'YOU WILL BE SOON ENOUGH, MARK MY WORDS!' Lucius had now become so furious that Narcissa flinched slightly at the look in his eyes. He covered the gap between him and his wife, grabbing her by the wrist and pinning her against the wall.
Before Draco knew exactly what he was doing, he found himself telling his brother to stay put and then darting down the stairs towards his mother and father. Before he even reached his parents, their front door burst open and in walked four men.
Lucius spun his head around, still not letting go of his struggling wife and Draco stopped dead in his tracks. A small brush near Draco's knee told him that Zell had followed and was now halted by his side. Arthur Weasley, Cornelius Fudge, Dumbledore and a tall, solid, black headed man where all now standing in the Malfoy's entrance hall.
'Ah, Lucius,' Cornelius Fudge said looking on at the scene that lay in front of him, 'were here to perform our raid.'
Lucius stepped away from Narcissa so that she was no longer pinned against the wall, but he didn't let go of her arm.
'Yes of course Fudge,' Lucius said in a voice that told the four that he was not happy.
'I hope were not interrupting anything,' Dumbledore said with a frown, looking closely at Lucius grip on his wife.
'Not at all Dumbledore,' Lucius hissed, finally letting go of his wife. Narcissa looked around, a disgusted look on her pretty face.
'Was it really necessary for four of you to come?' she asked them a dangerous glint in her eye.
'I'm afraid it was,' blurted out the fourth unknown wizard.
'And why is that,' Narcissa asked, shifting her glance to just him.
'W-well,' the man stuttered, blushing furiously. 'I-It's an awfully big house.'
Narcissa raised one delicate eyebrow and then turned away from the four members of the Ministry. She headed up the stairs towards where Draco and Zell still stood - grabbing Zell's hand in her own and placing a hand on Draco's shoulder to turn him around, the three of them headed for the top of the stairs.
'Wait a second Mrs. Malfoy,' Arthur Weasley spoke for the first time. 'We must ask you to stay in this room until we have finished.'
Narcissa stopped what she was doing and turned her fuming eyes towards Arthur. Without saying a single word, but without taking her eyes off him, she very reluctantly turned around, walked back down the stairs and the three of them stood just behind Lucius.
Arthur looked confident, despite the Malfoy's deadly glances. Once he was satisfied that they would all stay put Arthur and the other man headed for the kitchen to finally begin their raid.
Dumbledore and Cornelius stayed in the entrance hall with the four Malfoy's, obviously keeping an eye on them. Cornelius paced backwards and forwards slowly, his hands behind his back, whilst Dumbledore looked over at the Malfoy's, watching them carefully.
Draco watched as Dumbledore looked back and forwards along the line of Malfoy's. Finally his eyes rested on Zell - who was looking at Dumbledore interestedly from his mother's side. Dumbledore stared at Zell for a few minutes and with what looked like a sudden realization a large smile spread across his face. Cornelius, noticing Dumbledore's glance, stepped towards Lucius with surprise on his face.
'No one was supposed to enter your home,' Cornelius said pointing at the small boy who looked at him puzzled.
'No one has entered our home,' Narcissa said, aware that Lucius was burning a whole in the side of her head with his glance.
'Then who is this?' Fudge asked the beautiful women starring at him.
'Our youngest son,' Narcissa said in a tone that told the Minister it was obvious.
Cornelius looked from Narcissa to Zell and then to Lucius. He opened his mouth to say something, thought against it and closed it again.
After what felt like hours, Arthur and the tall, dark haired wizard came back into the entrance hall looking exhausted and disappointed.
'Well -,' said Cornelius impatiently. 'Did you manage to find anything?'
'Not a single thing Minister,' said the dark haired wizard.
Fudge looked from Arthur to the other wizard disbelievingly. He lowered his head and after starring at his shoes for a small while looked back up.
'Check them Banks,' he said to the tall Wizard, meaning for him to search the Malfoy's.
'What,' Narcissa said in disbelief.
'All part of the raid,' Cornelius said nodding to Arthur, confirming that he should help Banks search.
Lucius glanced at Narcissa; a look that told her to keep her mouth shut and let them do it. She obliged, after all they had nothing on them that could be used against them and very soon this pathetic raid would be over with.
Draco was the first to be searched. Banks made him role up his sleeves - obviously checking to make sure there was no skull tattoo with a serpent for a tongue, the mark of the Death Eaters. After he was thoroughly checked for the tattoo (charms could be made to cover marks up, little did the Ministry know that the Dark Mark could not be covered up) he was forced to empty out his pockets, and his wand was checked for the spells he had previously performed.
'Clear,' Arthur told Cornelius who frowned and nodded slowly.
Next Narcissa was searched. Draco watched as Banks checked and re-checked Narcissa's pale, slender arms, blushing furiously as he did so. Arthur checked her wand, smiled weakly and gave it back.
'Clear,' Arthur said for a second time, and again Cornelius nodded slowly.
Lucius was the next in line. He wasn't at all pleased about being searched. He scolded as they searched his pockets, checked his wand and arm's. Of course Lucius had the Dark Mark tattooed onto his arm, but the fact that he was freed of all charges recently made it impossible for that to make a difference. Arthur shuddered slightly as he caught a glimpse of the mark, than obviously satisfied called out, 'Clear,' for the third time and continued on.
Arthur glanced at Zell for a few seconds with a confused expression painted on his face. He turned to Cornelius who glanced at Lucius than nodded back to Arthur. Draco knew that they were trying to figure out who the boy was and he noticed that Arthur didn't look at all too pleased with the fact that he was about to search a child.
Zell stuck out his arm to Banks with a sheepish smile on his face. Banks took the boys small arm reluctantly, rolled up his sleeves and checked and rechecked his slightly tanned and freckly arms. Next Arthur checked the boy's pockets, and after emptying all the sticky lolly wrappers and chewing gum wrappers he nodded at Banks.
'Wand,' Banks asked Zell, his eyes not showing nearly as much kindness as Arthur's.
'Draco's got it,' Zell said pointing at his older brother happily.
Draco remembered the fact that he had taken his brother's wand and hidden it in his room so that Zell couldn't curse him anymore.
'It's in my room,' Draco told the Wizard called Banks in an unfriendly tone. 'I'll go get it for you if you must have it.'
'Don't bother,' Dumbledore said from beside the door, making Draco jump slightly. 'I doubt whether -,' he stopped mid-sentence and turned to Zell, '-what is your name?'
Zell looked at Dumbledore and smiled, 'Zell,' he squealed, obviously delighted that someone other than his family had acknowledged his existence.
Dumbledore smiled at the eager young boy, his face showed nothing but affection for the small boy.
'Zell is it? Well Banks I doubt whether Zell would have performed any illegal spells lately so if we are quite finished than I'd like to be getting back.'
Fudge looked like he was about to argue this, but with a sigh he turned to Dumbledore.
'Very well, if you say so, Arthur, Banks come on were leaving.' Then turning to face the Malfoy's he added, 'We'll be back sometime next week for another of our raids.'
Fudge took of his bowler hat and bowed his head slightly, placed it back on his head and disappeared out the door. Banks followed right behind him and so did Arthur - but not before Arthur glared at Lucius, daring him to cross their line again, Lucius merely smiled his wicked grin.
Dumbledore nodded his head at the Malfoy's too, and with one last smile at Zell left their house as well. Draco caught the look that Dumbledore had given his younger brother and knew straight away that he knew. Dumbledore knew in less than an hour who Zell's father was whilst Draco still didn't know after six years, it wasn't fair.