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Daisie: I'm glad you think Zell is cute, that's what I wanted people to think when they read stuff about him. I thought it would be obvious what Snape would be doing, but its okay you'll find out for sure latter on. Of course your still wondering about whom the father is, but don't worry, I give you another hint soon enough and you can try and figure it out then. Thanks again for reviewing its good to see you still like it.
Shortnsassy: Yeah, I guess Harry was a bit rude, but you gotta think what it would be like for him, this is Malfoy's brother and Malfoy can be pretty cruel, so he's kind of unsure. Yep, updated just for you, hehehehe. I love it when people say that Zell is cute, that's the reaction I wanted so thank you you're the second person to say it, greatly appreciated, and yeah I can tell you love kids. You'll probably like the next chapter than, it's a beauty. Thank you yet again for reviewing.
JKH: AU= Alternative universe? I'll remember that one. Hehehe yeah that's right they are cousins so it could be quite odd, and James being dead could also probably be a tough one, but don't worry, anything's possible in Fiction. By the way the eye's might not be the exact colour that you think they could be, J.K. Rowling doesn't exactly state the father's eye colour, so I made it up - therefore you might have to figure it out in another way. Appreciate the review.
Time Warp: Don't feel too badly for Zell, things do look up for him later on, well kind of. Hehehehe I'm doing it again. Thank you so much for 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.
.... Alrighty back to Malfoy .... We haven't heard from him for a while.... Enjoy the chapter.... don't forget to review. .....
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 13!!
It had only been two days since Zell had been gone from the Malfoy Manor and already it felt like he didn't even exist. When Draco and his mother had come home without him Lucius had not even asked where he had gone too, he didn't even care.
Draco didn't like to admit that he was worried about him, but he was. His mother had miraculously believed his story about finding Snape when he had gone off by himself - his mother therefore assumed that Zell was in the hands of her best friend. However Draco wasn't so sure. He didn't trust Hagrid and he wasn't absolutely positive that Hagrid even managed to get Zell to Snape, for all Draco knew he could still be living with the giant in his filthy little hut, with his pathetic dog, getting brainwashed into thinking giants, muggles and mud-bloods aren't as bad as they seem. Draco shuddered at the thought.
There hadn't been any surprise raids since Zell had been gone and Draco had no idea how his father was going to explain his absence. His father's mind wasn't even on the raids any more; it was on far more important things.
Only recently there had been a massive breakout at Azkaban Prison. Since then Voldamort had been determined to acknowledge who was and who wasn't on his side - that meant that Narcissa receiving the Dark Mark would occur a lot sooner than he had thought it would. Since their escape, the Death Eaters had been attacking muggle's and muggle villages, simple because they thought it proper to take their revenge out on them. Because of this there were no more guards, guarding the Malfoy's gate and so naturally Lucius went off to join his Master and the other Death Eaters, so most of the time it was just Draco and his mother.
Draco could tell that his mother was worried about what would happen to her after she received the Dark Mark, although she refused to show it. He was sure that she too would probably be forced to join in with the muggle attacks and that he, Draco would be left alone. He wondered if he too would be forced, by his father, to become a follower of Voldamort. He wasn't even sure if there would be anything wrong with it, he didn't like muggles or mud-bloods and he knew he would be doing many wizards a favor if he were to kill a few of them, but was that what he really wanted to do?
Draco was in his room lying on his back, staring at the ceiling, twirling his wand between his fingers. He had heard his father come into the house a little while ago and lock himself in his office - probably had another eventful night attacking muggles, Draco thought.
His stomach let out a low growl. He got up from his bed and decided to head for the kitchen for something to eat. He could've woken Plinky and got him to do it for him, but what was the use, the stupid little elf would only look at Draco with his pathetic little face and say master this master that - Draco hated house-elves with a passion; they were so weak and useless.
He slowly made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, it was empty as usual. Draco thought about making a sandwich maybe, something else but deciding that he couldn't be bothered he just made his way back up to his room, his stomach still growling savagely.
As he walked past his father's office, he could here arguing. It was of course Lucius cold voice, and he could also make out his mothers. He leant against the wall right near the door, and risked pushing it open a fraction so he could here what was going on.
'-And what did he say to you?' Draco's father questioned his mother.
'I already told you what he told me,' Narcissa shouted at Lucius, 'You know just as much as I do.'
'Don't play dumb with me Narcissa; I know you know where they are meeting.'
'If I knew I would have told you by now, I don't care what happens to them Lucius.'
'Oh, I beg to differ, I think you do,' Lucius spat angrily.
'What?' Narcissa questioned, 'Why would I care about what happens to Dumbledore and his worthless little followers?'
'I don't know, but you do, I can tell. You should know by now that you can't hide anything from me Narcissa.'
'I'm not hiding anything from you. Look, Kreacher is bound to Dumbledore and the others, he can't reveal there secrets. He hadn't told me anything - I don't know where they are.'
'LIAR!' Lucius spat and Draco heard threatening footsteps.
'I swear to you Lucius, I don't know where they are.'
Draco tried desperately to figure out what his parents were talking about. Who on earth was Kreacher? And who was it that his father was trying to find? Did it have something to do with what the Dark Lord was planning to do next? At his mother's strong word's Draco could here Lucius backing off slightly, he actually believed her.
'Fine,' he said, softening his voice. 'Than perhaps Kreacher left us a hint of some kind, tell me again what he told you when he came here.'
'All he told me was that Dumbledore had indeed begun another grouping, The Order of the Phoenix. He couldn't tell me who was in it, although Volda-, I mean The Dark Lord could already guess who was probably involved.'
'What else did he tell you,' Lucius urged his wife on.
'The only other information he told us was about the Potter's son and his godfather Sirius Black,' Narcissa said, her voice slightly softer. 'And we have already used that information, as much to our advantage as possible.'
Draco was slightly surprised. He had searched the paper every week to try and discover what had happened at the end of last term and now he was slowly putting the pieces together. He knew before that Dumbledore would probably try and put a group together, to make an attempt of stopping the Dark Lord, now he knew what it was called, The Order of the Phoenix. But Sirius Black being Harry's godfather was quite a surprise, Draco knew that Sirius had apparently been responsible for the Potters' death.
'Yes, well that information proved quite useful. At least the Order is now one member shorter, I always knew your cousin would fall at the hands of either The Dark Lord or his followers.'
Draco felt confused. Had his father just said that Sirius Black died at the hands of Voldamort, but as far as he knew, Black was on their side. Obviously he was mistaken; Black had probably been working with the order and if he was Harry's godfather, than Potter probably knew exactly where the Order was.
'So he didn't tell you what the Order was doing or where they are?' Lucius asked, still trying to get some answers.
'No, he didn't. He was still bound to Sirius at the time so he couldn't reveal any of his personal secrets, which included where the order wa-'
'Hold on,' Lucius said, suddenly sounding positively delighted. 'Whose house-elf is Kreacher?'
'What?' Narcissa said, sounding puzzled.
'You heard me, now answer the question,' Lucius shouted.
'He belonged to my mother's sister originally. That's Sirius' mother, my Aunt,' Narcissa said still completely puzzled.
No matter how many times Draco heard it he still couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mother was related to Sirius Black. He had never known his mother's original last name, before she married Lucius and became a Malfoy, and now he knew it. There wasn't much Draco knew about his mother and father's ancestry, that just wasn't important anymore, but now Draco wished he did know more. Sirius Black, Potter's Godfather and friend of Potter's parent's was actually related to his mother, what did that mean? Nothing he tried to tell himself, he was being stupid, Narcissa wasn't like Sirius, or was she?
'And where did your dear old Aunt live?' Lucius asked, sounding victorious.
'That was a long time ago now,' Narcissa said, obviously straining to think of the answer.
'Think, Narcissa, don't you disappoint me,' Lucius threatened, sounding slightly less hopeful and getting angrier.
'Grimand . Griman . Grimaul . Grimauln . GRIMMAULD!' Narcissa shouted, delighted that she got it. 'Grimmauld Place.'
'Your sure,' Lucius asked sounding extremely pleased again, 'because if your wrong-,'
'No, I'm certain that's it . although I don't remember what number,' Narcissa said sounding slightly worried.
'The number doesn't matter, Narcissa. Well done, I will inform the Dark Lord immediately. We have them now.'
Draco didn't like the tone in his father's voice and his mother's silence told him that neither did she. Draco could talk to Narcissa later about something that was now bothering him, for now he was going to go back to hiding in his room before his father caught him listening in.
Daisie: I'm glad you think Zell is cute, that's what I wanted people to think when they read stuff about him. I thought it would be obvious what Snape would be doing, but its okay you'll find out for sure latter on. Of course your still wondering about whom the father is, but don't worry, I give you another hint soon enough and you can try and figure it out then. Thanks again for reviewing its good to see you still like it.
Shortnsassy: Yeah, I guess Harry was a bit rude, but you gotta think what it would be like for him, this is Malfoy's brother and Malfoy can be pretty cruel, so he's kind of unsure. Yep, updated just for you, hehehehe. I love it when people say that Zell is cute, that's the reaction I wanted so thank you you're the second person to say it, greatly appreciated, and yeah I can tell you love kids. You'll probably like the next chapter than, it's a beauty. Thank you yet again for reviewing.
JKH: AU= Alternative universe? I'll remember that one. Hehehe yeah that's right they are cousins so it could be quite odd, and James being dead could also probably be a tough one, but don't worry, anything's possible in Fiction. By the way the eye's might not be the exact colour that you think they could be, J.K. Rowling doesn't exactly state the father's eye colour, so I made it up - therefore you might have to figure it out in another way. Appreciate the review.
Time Warp: Don't feel too badly for Zell, things do look up for him later on, well kind of. Hehehehe I'm doing it again. Thank you so much for 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.
.... Alrighty back to Malfoy .... We haven't heard from him for a while.... Enjoy the chapter.... don't forget to review. .....
The Malfoy's Big Secret!!
Chapter 13!!
It had only been two days since Zell had been gone from the Malfoy Manor and already it felt like he didn't even exist. When Draco and his mother had come home without him Lucius had not even asked where he had gone too, he didn't even care.
Draco didn't like to admit that he was worried about him, but he was. His mother had miraculously believed his story about finding Snape when he had gone off by himself - his mother therefore assumed that Zell was in the hands of her best friend. However Draco wasn't so sure. He didn't trust Hagrid and he wasn't absolutely positive that Hagrid even managed to get Zell to Snape, for all Draco knew he could still be living with the giant in his filthy little hut, with his pathetic dog, getting brainwashed into thinking giants, muggles and mud-bloods aren't as bad as they seem. Draco shuddered at the thought.
There hadn't been any surprise raids since Zell had been gone and Draco had no idea how his father was going to explain his absence. His father's mind wasn't even on the raids any more; it was on far more important things.
Only recently there had been a massive breakout at Azkaban Prison. Since then Voldamort had been determined to acknowledge who was and who wasn't on his side - that meant that Narcissa receiving the Dark Mark would occur a lot sooner than he had thought it would. Since their escape, the Death Eaters had been attacking muggle's and muggle villages, simple because they thought it proper to take their revenge out on them. Because of this there were no more guards, guarding the Malfoy's gate and so naturally Lucius went off to join his Master and the other Death Eaters, so most of the time it was just Draco and his mother.
Draco could tell that his mother was worried about what would happen to her after she received the Dark Mark, although she refused to show it. He was sure that she too would probably be forced to join in with the muggle attacks and that he, Draco would be left alone. He wondered if he too would be forced, by his father, to become a follower of Voldamort. He wasn't even sure if there would be anything wrong with it, he didn't like muggles or mud-bloods and he knew he would be doing many wizards a favor if he were to kill a few of them, but was that what he really wanted to do?
Draco was in his room lying on his back, staring at the ceiling, twirling his wand between his fingers. He had heard his father come into the house a little while ago and lock himself in his office - probably had another eventful night attacking muggles, Draco thought.
His stomach let out a low growl. He got up from his bed and decided to head for the kitchen for something to eat. He could've woken Plinky and got him to do it for him, but what was the use, the stupid little elf would only look at Draco with his pathetic little face and say master this master that - Draco hated house-elves with a passion; they were so weak and useless.
He slowly made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, it was empty as usual. Draco thought about making a sandwich maybe, something else but deciding that he couldn't be bothered he just made his way back up to his room, his stomach still growling savagely.
As he walked past his father's office, he could here arguing. It was of course Lucius cold voice, and he could also make out his mothers. He leant against the wall right near the door, and risked pushing it open a fraction so he could here what was going on.
'-And what did he say to you?' Draco's father questioned his mother.
'I already told you what he told me,' Narcissa shouted at Lucius, 'You know just as much as I do.'
'Don't play dumb with me Narcissa; I know you know where they are meeting.'
'If I knew I would have told you by now, I don't care what happens to them Lucius.'
'Oh, I beg to differ, I think you do,' Lucius spat angrily.
'What?' Narcissa questioned, 'Why would I care about what happens to Dumbledore and his worthless little followers?'
'I don't know, but you do, I can tell. You should know by now that you can't hide anything from me Narcissa.'
'I'm not hiding anything from you. Look, Kreacher is bound to Dumbledore and the others, he can't reveal there secrets. He hadn't told me anything - I don't know where they are.'
'LIAR!' Lucius spat and Draco heard threatening footsteps.
'I swear to you Lucius, I don't know where they are.'
Draco tried desperately to figure out what his parents were talking about. Who on earth was Kreacher? And who was it that his father was trying to find? Did it have something to do with what the Dark Lord was planning to do next? At his mother's strong word's Draco could here Lucius backing off slightly, he actually believed her.
'Fine,' he said, softening his voice. 'Than perhaps Kreacher left us a hint of some kind, tell me again what he told you when he came here.'
'All he told me was that Dumbledore had indeed begun another grouping, The Order of the Phoenix. He couldn't tell me who was in it, although Volda-, I mean The Dark Lord could already guess who was probably involved.'
'What else did he tell you,' Lucius urged his wife on.
'The only other information he told us was about the Potter's son and his godfather Sirius Black,' Narcissa said, her voice slightly softer. 'And we have already used that information, as much to our advantage as possible.'
Draco was slightly surprised. He had searched the paper every week to try and discover what had happened at the end of last term and now he was slowly putting the pieces together. He knew before that Dumbledore would probably try and put a group together, to make an attempt of stopping the Dark Lord, now he knew what it was called, The Order of the Phoenix. But Sirius Black being Harry's godfather was quite a surprise, Draco knew that Sirius had apparently been responsible for the Potters' death.
'Yes, well that information proved quite useful. At least the Order is now one member shorter, I always knew your cousin would fall at the hands of either The Dark Lord or his followers.'
Draco felt confused. Had his father just said that Sirius Black died at the hands of Voldamort, but as far as he knew, Black was on their side. Obviously he was mistaken; Black had probably been working with the order and if he was Harry's godfather, than Potter probably knew exactly where the Order was.
'So he didn't tell you what the Order was doing or where they are?' Lucius asked, still trying to get some answers.
'No, he didn't. He was still bound to Sirius at the time so he couldn't reveal any of his personal secrets, which included where the order wa-'
'Hold on,' Lucius said, suddenly sounding positively delighted. 'Whose house-elf is Kreacher?'
'What?' Narcissa said, sounding puzzled.
'You heard me, now answer the question,' Lucius shouted.
'He belonged to my mother's sister originally. That's Sirius' mother, my Aunt,' Narcissa said still completely puzzled.
No matter how many times Draco heard it he still couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mother was related to Sirius Black. He had never known his mother's original last name, before she married Lucius and became a Malfoy, and now he knew it. There wasn't much Draco knew about his mother and father's ancestry, that just wasn't important anymore, but now Draco wished he did know more. Sirius Black, Potter's Godfather and friend of Potter's parent's was actually related to his mother, what did that mean? Nothing he tried to tell himself, he was being stupid, Narcissa wasn't like Sirius, or was she?
'And where did your dear old Aunt live?' Lucius asked, sounding victorious.
'That was a long time ago now,' Narcissa said, obviously straining to think of the answer.
'Think, Narcissa, don't you disappoint me,' Lucius threatened, sounding slightly less hopeful and getting angrier.
'Grimand . Griman . Grimaul . Grimauln . GRIMMAULD!' Narcissa shouted, delighted that she got it. 'Grimmauld Place.'
'Your sure,' Lucius asked sounding extremely pleased again, 'because if your wrong-,'
'No, I'm certain that's it . although I don't remember what number,' Narcissa said sounding slightly worried.
'The number doesn't matter, Narcissa. Well done, I will inform the Dark Lord immediately. We have them now.'
Draco didn't like the tone in his father's voice and his mother's silence told him that neither did she. Draco could talk to Narcissa later about something that was now bothering him, for now he was going to go back to hiding in his room before his father caught him listening in.