Note: Well the response from the last Chapter wasn't that great but what
can you do. It's still good to see you all want to know who the father is
and you all slowly working it out, or so you think. Thanks to all those
that reviewed.
Metallicverb: Thank you, I know I'm a genius, Na I'm just joking. What makes you so sure its Lupin? He only dropped a plate cause he was clumsy, that doesn't mean anything. Thanks again for reviewing.
Daisie: I never said that it was Lupin. But why wouldn't he with Narcissa, they have potential. Anywayz I wouldn't count Lupin as the father just yet there's still plenty of people it could be. Glad to see you're still reading and reviewing.
PRONGSLOVER: I'm not going to tell you whether Lupin is or isn't you'll just have to read on. Now you seem to be on the right track. He might know who the father is, assuming that it's not him of course. Hehehehe thanks for reviewing.
Time Warp: Yay! You approve. I'm glad that you do, I'm naming all the chapters now and leaving gaps, I'm glad you noticed, still working on the title though. You like it more now, double Yay. I hope I don't disappoint you later on. It's getting good from now. Thank you so much for helping me out and reviewing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. I do own Zell however. 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.
.... Okay now for the 7th chapter .... I refuse to put up the next chapter unless I get at least 100 reviews, no I'll be reasonable ..... 150 reviews. Hehehehehehe..........
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 7!!
Draco Malfoy would have preferred to be anywhere in the world right now, except his own home, of course. It was just over a week since the Ministry performed their first raid, and since than another had followed, this one just as bad. At the first raid, Dumbledore had figured out the Malfoy's secret regarding Zell, on the second raid Dumbledore wasn't present, but when Banks and Arthur Weasley were checking the youngest Malfoy they kept glancing over at Lucius, obviously aware of the Malfoy's biggest secret.
Since than Lucius had been furious, Zell had been hiding and Draco had been locked in his room avoiding everyone. Narcissa had been arguing to Lucius far more than usual and although Draco had no idea what it was about, he knew it was important.
It was only the third week since the raids had started and already his family was beginning to fall apart. He vowed silently to himself that when he got back to school he would make sure that Ron Weasley wished he had never been born.
When Draco awoke early one morning he decided to spend the day outside rather than in his room. He had seen just about enough of his bedroom to last him an entire lifetime. He stepped out of his sanctuary, dressed in the same black jeans and light blue t-shirt that he had been wearing for several days. He made to walk down the hall but was stopped dead in his tracks. At the door to his father's study his mother stood, holding Zell's tiny hand with one of hers whilst screaming at Lucius.
'What difference does it make, Lucius? Everyone already knows now.' Narcissa's voice was loud but it was breaking slightly, she obviously knew she was fighting a losing battle.
'I have been humiliated enough thanks to your stubbornness Narcissa,' Lucius voice was firm and confident. 'I am merely doing this for the boys own good.'
Draco would have run back into his room or just kept walking past his parents had the conversation not been so important. Lucius wanted Zell to be gone, that much was clear and obviously his mother wasn't happy with this suggestion.
'That's a good one Lucius, for his own good, since when do you do anyone favors?'
'I will be doing you one quite shortly.' Lucius face lit up slightly at these words, Narcissa's frowned.
'What do you mean?' she asked, dreading the answer.
'Well you made it painfully clear to me a little while ago that you have not yet become a Death Eater and have not received the Dark Mark.'
Narcissa looked like she had just been smacked across the face, Zell looked up at his mother confused and Draco thought that his heart was beating so fast, he thought it would burst through his chest.
'W-What are you saying Lucius?' Narcissa asked, already knowing the answer.
'I told our Dark Lord that you were ready to receive the mark and become one of his followers.' Lucius spoke the words they had all been dreading. Draco wanted to do something, anything, but would could he do.
'Y-You didn't - Y-You wouldn't,' Narcissa stammered.
'Yes I did, for your own good of course. You see if you are not a Death Eater than you are on Dumbledore's side, and you know what the Dark Lord does to Dumbledore's followers.'
Lucius stared at Narcissa obviously waiting for a response. Draco still fought with himself whether to step in and say something or to stay where he was and keep quite. He knew better though, he could yell and scream and try and curse his father all he wanted, but he would win.
'And if I refuse,' Narcissa said, not willing to give up so easily.
'I'm afraid you no longer have a choice Narcissa, think of what could happen to Draco if you do not.'
Draco felt as though he had been stung. His mother looked around and looked into Draco's eyes as soon as Lucius had made the threat. He had been used against his own mother. She would be willing to take the path of Death Eater for him. He stepped forward; he didn't know what he was doing - wand in hand and a fury boiling inside him he started towards his mother.
He didn't know what he would have done if he had made it into his fathers office, he didn't even get to find out. His mother signaled for him to stay put, pleading with her beautiful blue eyes. He obeyed.
'Very well Lucius,' she said again addressing her husband. 'If that is what you desire.'
'I'm glad you see it my way,' he hissed, not looking glad at all. 'Now you see why the boy has to go, you don't want him to witness the events do you?'
Draco knew at that exact moment that Zell was gone. Lucius had won. He didn't really care whether the boy was present when his mother suffered the ongoing pain of the Dark Mark; he was just using it as an excuse to have Narcissa be rid of him for a while, at least until the end of the raids.
Narcissa nodded her brilliant blonde hair sadly. She didn't like the thought of not having her little boy around. Not having that reminder of the person she could have been with. 'Give me a few days to at least find someone to take him,' Narcissa pleaded.
'Fine,' Lucius finished.
That was the end of the conversation; Lucius always had the last word. Draco didn't know what to do. He knew Zell leaving would not be permanent, Narcissa would never allow it, but that wasn't what was concerning him. His mother was going to become a Death Eater. She would have to receive that Dark Mark, and Draco remembered only to well what happened to people after they received it. They would go through an entire period of pain and suffering - others could only watch, the person receiving the Mark had to get through the pain alone. It was weeks of the same kind of pain that the crucio curse could place upon a person. The person either; got through the pain and was therefore worthy of being a Death Eater or they lost their minds, or worse, died and where therefore obviously not worthy.
Draco had had the crucio curse performed on him only once, for a few seconds, it was excruciating. The thought of his mother going through weeks of that pain made him go numb. What if she didn't make it, what if she ended up like Longbottom's parents or worse what if she died and would no longer be around? Draco was glad that his brother wouldn't be around to see what his mother was going to go though.
Narcissa closed the door of her husband's office and turned to face Draco. He had to fight the urge of running up to his mother and hugging her, he had to be strong.
'Mummy,' Zell spoke in a quite voice. 'I don't want you to become a Death Eater.'
Narcissa looked down at the boy's small, miserable face and smiled warmly. Zell didn't even care about himself. He didn't care that he would be away from his family for months; all he cared about was his mother, a trait that both he and Draco shared.
'I'll be fine Zell,' Narcissa said in a firm but not harsh tone. She turned to Draco, 'Pack your brother a bag and than meet me back downstairs.'
'Where are we going?' Draco asked, his voice sounding distant.
'Diagon Alley,' she said and than turned around and headed for her room.
Metallicverb: Thank you, I know I'm a genius, Na I'm just joking. What makes you so sure its Lupin? He only dropped a plate cause he was clumsy, that doesn't mean anything. Thanks again for reviewing.
Daisie: I never said that it was Lupin. But why wouldn't he with Narcissa, they have potential. Anywayz I wouldn't count Lupin as the father just yet there's still plenty of people it could be. Glad to see you're still reading and reviewing.
PRONGSLOVER: I'm not going to tell you whether Lupin is or isn't you'll just have to read on. Now you seem to be on the right track. He might know who the father is, assuming that it's not him of course. Hehehehe thanks for reviewing.
Time Warp: Yay! You approve. I'm glad that you do, I'm naming all the chapters now and leaving gaps, I'm glad you noticed, still working on the title though. You like it more now, double Yay. I hope I don't disappoint you later on. It's getting good from now. Thank you so much for helping me out and reviewing.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. I do own Zell however. 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.
.... Okay now for the 7th chapter .... I refuse to put up the next chapter unless I get at least 100 reviews, no I'll be reasonable ..... 150 reviews. Hehehehehehe..........
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 7!!
Draco Malfoy would have preferred to be anywhere in the world right now, except his own home, of course. It was just over a week since the Ministry performed their first raid, and since than another had followed, this one just as bad. At the first raid, Dumbledore had figured out the Malfoy's secret regarding Zell, on the second raid Dumbledore wasn't present, but when Banks and Arthur Weasley were checking the youngest Malfoy they kept glancing over at Lucius, obviously aware of the Malfoy's biggest secret.
Since than Lucius had been furious, Zell had been hiding and Draco had been locked in his room avoiding everyone. Narcissa had been arguing to Lucius far more than usual and although Draco had no idea what it was about, he knew it was important.
It was only the third week since the raids had started and already his family was beginning to fall apart. He vowed silently to himself that when he got back to school he would make sure that Ron Weasley wished he had never been born.
When Draco awoke early one morning he decided to spend the day outside rather than in his room. He had seen just about enough of his bedroom to last him an entire lifetime. He stepped out of his sanctuary, dressed in the same black jeans and light blue t-shirt that he had been wearing for several days. He made to walk down the hall but was stopped dead in his tracks. At the door to his father's study his mother stood, holding Zell's tiny hand with one of hers whilst screaming at Lucius.
'What difference does it make, Lucius? Everyone already knows now.' Narcissa's voice was loud but it was breaking slightly, she obviously knew she was fighting a losing battle.
'I have been humiliated enough thanks to your stubbornness Narcissa,' Lucius voice was firm and confident. 'I am merely doing this for the boys own good.'
Draco would have run back into his room or just kept walking past his parents had the conversation not been so important. Lucius wanted Zell to be gone, that much was clear and obviously his mother wasn't happy with this suggestion.
'That's a good one Lucius, for his own good, since when do you do anyone favors?'
'I will be doing you one quite shortly.' Lucius face lit up slightly at these words, Narcissa's frowned.
'What do you mean?' she asked, dreading the answer.
'Well you made it painfully clear to me a little while ago that you have not yet become a Death Eater and have not received the Dark Mark.'
Narcissa looked like she had just been smacked across the face, Zell looked up at his mother confused and Draco thought that his heart was beating so fast, he thought it would burst through his chest.
'W-What are you saying Lucius?' Narcissa asked, already knowing the answer.
'I told our Dark Lord that you were ready to receive the mark and become one of his followers.' Lucius spoke the words they had all been dreading. Draco wanted to do something, anything, but would could he do.
'Y-You didn't - Y-You wouldn't,' Narcissa stammered.
'Yes I did, for your own good of course. You see if you are not a Death Eater than you are on Dumbledore's side, and you know what the Dark Lord does to Dumbledore's followers.'
Lucius stared at Narcissa obviously waiting for a response. Draco still fought with himself whether to step in and say something or to stay where he was and keep quite. He knew better though, he could yell and scream and try and curse his father all he wanted, but he would win.
'And if I refuse,' Narcissa said, not willing to give up so easily.
'I'm afraid you no longer have a choice Narcissa, think of what could happen to Draco if you do not.'
Draco felt as though he had been stung. His mother looked around and looked into Draco's eyes as soon as Lucius had made the threat. He had been used against his own mother. She would be willing to take the path of Death Eater for him. He stepped forward; he didn't know what he was doing - wand in hand and a fury boiling inside him he started towards his mother.
He didn't know what he would have done if he had made it into his fathers office, he didn't even get to find out. His mother signaled for him to stay put, pleading with her beautiful blue eyes. He obeyed.
'Very well Lucius,' she said again addressing her husband. 'If that is what you desire.'
'I'm glad you see it my way,' he hissed, not looking glad at all. 'Now you see why the boy has to go, you don't want him to witness the events do you?'
Draco knew at that exact moment that Zell was gone. Lucius had won. He didn't really care whether the boy was present when his mother suffered the ongoing pain of the Dark Mark; he was just using it as an excuse to have Narcissa be rid of him for a while, at least until the end of the raids.
Narcissa nodded her brilliant blonde hair sadly. She didn't like the thought of not having her little boy around. Not having that reminder of the person she could have been with. 'Give me a few days to at least find someone to take him,' Narcissa pleaded.
'Fine,' Lucius finished.
That was the end of the conversation; Lucius always had the last word. Draco didn't know what to do. He knew Zell leaving would not be permanent, Narcissa would never allow it, but that wasn't what was concerning him. His mother was going to become a Death Eater. She would have to receive that Dark Mark, and Draco remembered only to well what happened to people after they received it. They would go through an entire period of pain and suffering - others could only watch, the person receiving the Mark had to get through the pain alone. It was weeks of the same kind of pain that the crucio curse could place upon a person. The person either; got through the pain and was therefore worthy of being a Death Eater or they lost their minds, or worse, died and where therefore obviously not worthy.
Draco had had the crucio curse performed on him only once, for a few seconds, it was excruciating. The thought of his mother going through weeks of that pain made him go numb. What if she didn't make it, what if she ended up like Longbottom's parents or worse what if she died and would no longer be around? Draco was glad that his brother wouldn't be around to see what his mother was going to go though.
Narcissa closed the door of her husband's office and turned to face Draco. He had to fight the urge of running up to his mother and hugging her, he had to be strong.
'Mummy,' Zell spoke in a quite voice. 'I don't want you to become a Death Eater.'
Narcissa looked down at the boy's small, miserable face and smiled warmly. Zell didn't even care about himself. He didn't care that he would be away from his family for months; all he cared about was his mother, a trait that both he and Draco shared.
'I'll be fine Zell,' Narcissa said in a firm but not harsh tone. She turned to Draco, 'Pack your brother a bag and than meet me back downstairs.'
'Where are we going?' Draco asked, his voice sounding distant.
'Diagon Alley,' she said and than turned around and headed for her room.