A/N: This is Chapter five. Sorry about the misnumbering on the last two chapters. Thanks to all my reviewers. They are greatly appreciated. Only took a week this time to update. Slight OOCness for Lucius but it couldn't be helped.
Disclaimers et all in part 1
Chapter 5 - They Call the Wind Moria
She was a Malfoy, of that there was no doubt. Her hair, which was pinned back, was blonde, although it was more gold than silver like the males, and her eyes were violet grey instead of blue grey. She looked up from her desk when she heard tapping at her window. Recognizing the owl, she got up and crossed the room, letting the owl inside. It flew in and settled on a perch.
"Hello, Hades," she smiled. "Something for me from my nephew?" The owl stuck out its leg and she removed the letter. Taking it over to her desk, she sat down and began to read.
'Dear Aunt Moria,
Father has lost his mind!
He has decided that it's time for me to get married. And if
that's not enough, I'm to father a child. He's even gone so far as to
pick out the person he wants me to do all of this with. It's Harry
Potter!
I thought Potter would refuse but Father decided to blackmail him
over his godfather so he had no choice but to agree. Uncle Severus is
even being forced into this.
Aunt Moria, what am I going to do? You know as well as I that
Father is like a krup with a bone. Once they've latched onto
something, it takes an act of Merlin himself to get them to let go.
There's a reason he's pushing for this but he won't tell. He says I
don't need to know right now.
So will you be coming to my bonding?
Love,
Draco'
Moria Malfoy, younger sister of Lucius by four years, was a Malfoy in every sense of the word when it was necessary. She could get just about anything she wanted from just about anyone. She loved her brother dearly and they were fiercely protective of each other. Right now though.....
"Lucius Dimitri Malfoy, have you lost your bloody mind!" she yelled.
She stood up and stormed out of the study. "Stryker!" she shouted as she headed up the stairs.
"Yes, Mistress?" the house elf asked as it appeared on the landing.
"I need to pack a trunk," she said. "I'm going to visit my brother."
"And how long will Mistress by gone?" the elf asked.
"Until my idiot brother comes to his senses," she snapped.
"Stryker will pack for several weeks," the elf said, heading for the bedroom. The elf knew Lucius Malfoy almost as well as its mistress did.
Harry was sitting by the tree next to the lake. There were so many things to think about. He planned on telling Sirius but not until he had to tell him. The same went for Ron and Hermione. In fact, he'd rather no one ever knew about it. Maybe he'd just wait until after her was pregnant. He was fairly certain they wouldn't abandon him then.
He had so many questions. Would he and Draco have to live together before the baby was born? Would Lucius insist they live at Malfoy Manor or could they live somewhere else? Was there such a thing as divorce after a bonding or would he have to be alone for the rest of his life.
And what about Voldemort?
Would Lucius protect his grandchild or hand him or her over to the Dark Lord? Harry didn't think Lucius would do that, not to his grandchild that he seemed so eager to have.
He sighed. Was it too much to ask for him to have what everyone else considered a normal year?
He heard his name being called. Turning around, he saw Ron and Hermione running towards him. He gave them a small smile as they dropped down next to him.
"You all right, Harry?" Ron asked.
"You've been a little distracted since your meeting with the headmaster yesterday," Hermione said.
"Just a lot on my mind," Harry said.
"What did the headmaster want?" Ron asked.
"I can't tell you," Harry said, "at least not now. People's lives would be in danger if these was to get out."
Hermione clapped her hand over Ron's mouth when he started to protest. "We understand," she said. "We won't press." Her look at Ron said he damned well better not. She lowered her hand. "We came to get you for lunch," she said. "You didn't eat much at breakfast this morning and we thought you might be hungry."
"I could eat a little," he admitted. The trio got up and headed for the castle and the great hall.
"Master is in the study," the elf said as Moria walked into the hallway. Taking her, the elf disappeared. Moria nodded and headed down the hall.
Lucius was sitting behind his desk when the door opened and his sister walked into the room. He gave his sister a smile as he stood up to greet her.
"Moria," he said, kissing her cheek. "What brings you here?"
"Do I have to have a reason to visit my brother?" she asked, pouting slightly.
"No, but you usually do," he said, chuckling at the face she made. "You're just in time for tea. You will join me, of course."
"Of course."
Tea was delivered and the pair spent the next hour in conversation that only siblings can have. Moria was one of the few people Lucius ever relaxed around and the same for Moria. Neither of them had many true friends but they had each other.
"Now, Moria," Lucius said as an elf cleared away the last of the tea. "Why don't you tell me the real reason for your visit?"
"As you wish," she nodded. She looked him straight in the eye. "Lucius, are you out of your mind? I've heard of arranged marriages but this is ridiculous!"
"I see Draco told you of his upcoming nuptials," Lucius said.
"Yes, he owled me today," she said. "What has gotten into you? Forcing him into a marriage, especially at Draco's age, for the express purpose of fathering a child by The Boy Who Lived. Lucius, this is madness."
"I have my reasons," he said, calmly.
"Oh, of that, I have no doubt," she smirked. "You do nothing without a reason... even if no one knows what it is." She looked at him sharply. "You're not doing this for him, are you?" she asked. pointing at his arm.
"Believe me, he has nothing to do with this," he assured her. "And he won't."
She sighed. "Lucius, you are my brother and I love you," she said, "and I love Draco as if he were my own son. I don't want anything to happen to either of you."
"Nothing will happen, I promise," he said. "Just don't interfere. I won't tolerate it."
"Of course, I'm going to interfere," she said, waving him off. "If you think I'm going to let you plan this bonding, you're more daft than I thought."
"Moria, there's no need...."
"Of course, there is," she said, interrupting him. "If Narcissa was here, she'd do it. Since she's not, it falls to me. Mr. Potter has no family to do it."
"Just don't overdo it," he said. "Counting the happy couple, there will probably only be six people there.
"Don't worry," she told him. "Everything will be just fine."
TBC
Disclaimers et all in part 1
Chapter 5 - They Call the Wind Moria
She was a Malfoy, of that there was no doubt. Her hair, which was pinned back, was blonde, although it was more gold than silver like the males, and her eyes were violet grey instead of blue grey. She looked up from her desk when she heard tapping at her window. Recognizing the owl, she got up and crossed the room, letting the owl inside. It flew in and settled on a perch.
"Hello, Hades," she smiled. "Something for me from my nephew?" The owl stuck out its leg and she removed the letter. Taking it over to her desk, she sat down and began to read.
'Dear Aunt Moria,
Father has lost his mind!
He has decided that it's time for me to get married. And if
that's not enough, I'm to father a child. He's even gone so far as to
pick out the person he wants me to do all of this with. It's Harry
Potter!
I thought Potter would refuse but Father decided to blackmail him
over his godfather so he had no choice but to agree. Uncle Severus is
even being forced into this.
Aunt Moria, what am I going to do? You know as well as I that
Father is like a krup with a bone. Once they've latched onto
something, it takes an act of Merlin himself to get them to let go.
There's a reason he's pushing for this but he won't tell. He says I
don't need to know right now.
So will you be coming to my bonding?
Love,
Draco'
Moria Malfoy, younger sister of Lucius by four years, was a Malfoy in every sense of the word when it was necessary. She could get just about anything she wanted from just about anyone. She loved her brother dearly and they were fiercely protective of each other. Right now though.....
"Lucius Dimitri Malfoy, have you lost your bloody mind!" she yelled.
She stood up and stormed out of the study. "Stryker!" she shouted as she headed up the stairs.
"Yes, Mistress?" the house elf asked as it appeared on the landing.
"I need to pack a trunk," she said. "I'm going to visit my brother."
"And how long will Mistress by gone?" the elf asked.
"Until my idiot brother comes to his senses," she snapped.
"Stryker will pack for several weeks," the elf said, heading for the bedroom. The elf knew Lucius Malfoy almost as well as its mistress did.
Harry was sitting by the tree next to the lake. There were so many things to think about. He planned on telling Sirius but not until he had to tell him. The same went for Ron and Hermione. In fact, he'd rather no one ever knew about it. Maybe he'd just wait until after her was pregnant. He was fairly certain they wouldn't abandon him then.
He had so many questions. Would he and Draco have to live together before the baby was born? Would Lucius insist they live at Malfoy Manor or could they live somewhere else? Was there such a thing as divorce after a bonding or would he have to be alone for the rest of his life.
And what about Voldemort?
Would Lucius protect his grandchild or hand him or her over to the Dark Lord? Harry didn't think Lucius would do that, not to his grandchild that he seemed so eager to have.
He sighed. Was it too much to ask for him to have what everyone else considered a normal year?
He heard his name being called. Turning around, he saw Ron and Hermione running towards him. He gave them a small smile as they dropped down next to him.
"You all right, Harry?" Ron asked.
"You've been a little distracted since your meeting with the headmaster yesterday," Hermione said.
"Just a lot on my mind," Harry said.
"What did the headmaster want?" Ron asked.
"I can't tell you," Harry said, "at least not now. People's lives would be in danger if these was to get out."
Hermione clapped her hand over Ron's mouth when he started to protest. "We understand," she said. "We won't press." Her look at Ron said he damned well better not. She lowered her hand. "We came to get you for lunch," she said. "You didn't eat much at breakfast this morning and we thought you might be hungry."
"I could eat a little," he admitted. The trio got up and headed for the castle and the great hall.
"Master is in the study," the elf said as Moria walked into the hallway. Taking her, the elf disappeared. Moria nodded and headed down the hall.
Lucius was sitting behind his desk when the door opened and his sister walked into the room. He gave his sister a smile as he stood up to greet her.
"Moria," he said, kissing her cheek. "What brings you here?"
"Do I have to have a reason to visit my brother?" she asked, pouting slightly.
"No, but you usually do," he said, chuckling at the face she made. "You're just in time for tea. You will join me, of course."
"Of course."
Tea was delivered and the pair spent the next hour in conversation that only siblings can have. Moria was one of the few people Lucius ever relaxed around and the same for Moria. Neither of them had many true friends but they had each other.
"Now, Moria," Lucius said as an elf cleared away the last of the tea. "Why don't you tell me the real reason for your visit?"
"As you wish," she nodded. She looked him straight in the eye. "Lucius, are you out of your mind? I've heard of arranged marriages but this is ridiculous!"
"I see Draco told you of his upcoming nuptials," Lucius said.
"Yes, he owled me today," she said. "What has gotten into you? Forcing him into a marriage, especially at Draco's age, for the express purpose of fathering a child by The Boy Who Lived. Lucius, this is madness."
"I have my reasons," he said, calmly.
"Oh, of that, I have no doubt," she smirked. "You do nothing without a reason... even if no one knows what it is." She looked at him sharply. "You're not doing this for him, are you?" she asked. pointing at his arm.
"Believe me, he has nothing to do with this," he assured her. "And he won't."
She sighed. "Lucius, you are my brother and I love you," she said, "and I love Draco as if he were my own son. I don't want anything to happen to either of you."
"Nothing will happen, I promise," he said. "Just don't interfere. I won't tolerate it."
"Of course, I'm going to interfere," she said, waving him off. "If you think I'm going to let you plan this bonding, you're more daft than I thought."
"Moria, there's no need...."
"Of course, there is," she said, interrupting him. "If Narcissa was here, she'd do it. Since she's not, it falls to me. Mr. Potter has no family to do it."
"Just don't overdo it," he said. "Counting the happy couple, there will probably only be six people there.
"Don't worry," she told him. "Everything will be just fine."
TBC