Chapter Twelve: The Death of a Malfoy
(A/N OMG, the last chapter. I finally ran out of excuses not to write it! My computer crashed, but now it is obviously alive again. Plus, I read The Order of the Phoenix, and happily it does not affect this fan fic, it actually helps it a bit. Great book. Now reviewers may feel free to mention what happens (aka the identity of the dead person). Though, I will warn readers now that there is one spoiler of the end of HP5, concerning Lucius Malfoy. But I'm sure by now you have all read that book anyways, if you're so into reading fan fiction about Harry Potter. Well, that's about it for my last author's note before a chapter, because I won't do one before the prologue. Talk to ya later!)
Draco flipped through the blank pages. They told the truth that Lucia's life was over. But Draco himself knew a little more of the ending, for he himself had witnessed it. Not every moment, but he could imagine what happened during the gaps.
*~*~*
Draco stood by the door, waiting for Father to come home. Lucius had left about an hour earlier, to bring back Lucia, Draco's now eighteen-year- old sister. Draco wanted to see what happened, because he knew that Lucia had been very bad, and had run away. And now Father had to go bring her back.
Suddenly his father and sister stormed into the house. Draco had thought Lucia would be crying, but she wasn't making any sound. Lucius on the other hand was yelling so loud Draco's ears hurt. His father suddenly grabbed Lucia, and pulled her into the library. Draco followed.
He would never forget what happened next. Lucius pulled out his wand, spoke a word sounding like "crusho" and Lucia fell on the ground, shaking. Draco watched in horrific wonder as his sister tried her best to hold in her screams, but finally failed. Her shrieks filled the air, until finally Father stopped, and left the room.
Draco waited a long time, until he was sure that Lucius was gone. Then he walked towards his sister's form, lying still on the ground. He thought she was dead. Then suddenly she gasped, and struggled to her feet, falling the first and second attempt. When she was finally standing, Lucia looked down at her brother.
"Go away, ferret. I don't want you to get in trouble too." Then she staggered out of the room, and up the stairs.
*~*~*
Draco never saw her alive again, once she ordered him away. That night she wrote three letters: one to her parents, one to her brother, and one to Bill Weasley. Draco found all three letters hidden behind the false staircase in Lucius' study. He would never have dared such a violation of Lucius' private space, if his father weren't a safe distance away, locked up in Azkaban. This night Narcissa was visiting him, so Draco had a freedom rarely found by either of the Malfoy children at home.
As Draco read the letters, he could imagine his sister sitting in her room, late that night so long ago, pen marking down her final thoughts.
*~*~*
To my tormentor, my torturer, my slave master, my father,
You are finally free of me forever. I'm sure you'll celebrate, having led your firstborn child to such drastic action. I don't want to waste words or time on you, so I leave you with just one thing, a poem, something Muggles and I both do, and enjoy.
Now I will tell you what I've done for you,
Fifty thousand tears I've cried.
Screaming deceiving and bleeding for you,
And you still won't hear me
Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies,
So I don't know what's real and what's not.
Always confusing the thoughts in my head,
So I can't trust myself anymore.
I'm dying again.
I'm going under,
I'm falling forever.
So go on and scream,
Scream at me, I'm so far away.
I won't be broken again.
Never yours,
Lucia Malfoy
PS Mother, this has nothing to do with you. Nothing I ever did had anything to do with you, except for that one summer. And it was a fantasy world never to be recaptured.
*~*~*
The next letter was addressed to Draco, but he had never set eyes on it before, nor even known of its existence.
*~*~*
Draco, my precious little ferret,
All your life, you have been a reminder of what I lost when you, the male Malfoy heir, was born. But despite all this, I do love you so much. Never forget that you had a sister who loved you.
I hope desperately that someday you are able to free yourself from the chains that are the name Malfoy. I want the best for you. You deserve it, having survived the hell that I could not.
It will be a tough road, but I know you can do it. I love you, little ferret.
Love always,
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco read his letter many times over. Every time it brought tears to his eyes, knowing that Lucia had cared. And realizing how much he had loved and admired his big sister. He had never told her.
The next letter, like his, was unopened. It was addressed to Bill, with a desperate plea from Lucia that someone would send it to her love. No one had. Draco was the first person to lay eyes on the tear-stained page since Lucia.
*~*~*
My dearest Bill,
Thank you for everything. You made life worth living, if only for a short time. I wish so much that we hadn't spent all those years fighting. Words cannot express how much I love you.
I don't want you to blame yourself for what happened. It was only one person's fault, and we both know who that is. As I said, you made life worth the pain, and I thank you so much for that. I hadn't felt true happiness for ten years, until you came into my life. But even that only delayed the inevitable. There was no way to escape who I am, no matter how hard we would have tried. And in trying, I would have destroyed you. And I could never do that.
So, please Bill, go on. Find someone else, start a family, and have a great life. I love you so much, so very much. And because of that love, I need you to live without me.
Hold on to me love,
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was I love you and I'm not afraid.
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath.
Safe inside myself,
Are all my thoughts of you.
Sweet raptured light it ends here tonight.
I'll miss the winter,
A world of fragile things.
Look for me in the white forest
hiding in a hollow tree, Come find me.
I will always love you,
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco carefully placed the letters back into their envelopes, and placed them back in their hiding place. Then he started walking upstairs, towards his room. He would never go in Lucia's again, now that he had journeyed through her life. He couldn't bear to stand in the room where she had once stood, pointed her wand at her chest, and spoken "avada kedavra".
(A/N There, it's done. Well, except for the epilogue, which I promise is coming within the next few days. Oh yeah, and the poems are once again from Evanescence, the first is from "Going Under", and the second is from "My Last Breath". I love that group, in case you hadn't noticed.
Fire'N'Ice: I hope it wasn't too hard to read, though I wouldn't be surprised. I was surprised with how Draco's letter was what affected me most. I expected it to be Bill's. Anyways, Lucius is in Azkaban now, though I'm sure he won't be there long, sadly enough. My friend who though Dobby would die and I both agree that Lucius will suffer greatly in the books though, so WOOHOO!!!
Guardian of Lost Souls: Well, I hope you didn't go insane. I also had computer problems, but they're over enough that I can finish this story.
Opal Star: Not much more waiting, only one epilogue left, which as I said earlier should be written very soon.
Fantasy Angel: I'm not really that good a poet, since none of the poems in this story are actually my original work. And, well, you could say Lucia was murdered, but it was more suicide, though Lucius certainly drove her to it.
Ainsley Sloan: Ok, I'm going to make the assumption that anyone bothering to read this has read Order of the Phoenix. And, I can so totally not believe I was right. And I have to admit, I was finally beginning to like the guy at the beginning. Sirius is hilarious when he's pissed off and sarcastic, though he later pissed my off. I think Sirius is a character who will grow on my though, because I was re-reading Goblet, and came across a letter he wrote, and felt sad. But, I am a lot sadder for Harry, and my poor Lupin. I also feel for you with friends who like Dobby. WHY???
Darcel: Don't feel guilty, since you did eventually review.
As I said before, look for the epilogue, and final part of this story, soon.)
(A/N OMG, the last chapter. I finally ran out of excuses not to write it! My computer crashed, but now it is obviously alive again. Plus, I read The Order of the Phoenix, and happily it does not affect this fan fic, it actually helps it a bit. Great book. Now reviewers may feel free to mention what happens (aka the identity of the dead person). Though, I will warn readers now that there is one spoiler of the end of HP5, concerning Lucius Malfoy. But I'm sure by now you have all read that book anyways, if you're so into reading fan fiction about Harry Potter. Well, that's about it for my last author's note before a chapter, because I won't do one before the prologue. Talk to ya later!)
Draco flipped through the blank pages. They told the truth that Lucia's life was over. But Draco himself knew a little more of the ending, for he himself had witnessed it. Not every moment, but he could imagine what happened during the gaps.
*~*~*
Draco stood by the door, waiting for Father to come home. Lucius had left about an hour earlier, to bring back Lucia, Draco's now eighteen-year- old sister. Draco wanted to see what happened, because he knew that Lucia had been very bad, and had run away. And now Father had to go bring her back.
Suddenly his father and sister stormed into the house. Draco had thought Lucia would be crying, but she wasn't making any sound. Lucius on the other hand was yelling so loud Draco's ears hurt. His father suddenly grabbed Lucia, and pulled her into the library. Draco followed.
He would never forget what happened next. Lucius pulled out his wand, spoke a word sounding like "crusho" and Lucia fell on the ground, shaking. Draco watched in horrific wonder as his sister tried her best to hold in her screams, but finally failed. Her shrieks filled the air, until finally Father stopped, and left the room.
Draco waited a long time, until he was sure that Lucius was gone. Then he walked towards his sister's form, lying still on the ground. He thought she was dead. Then suddenly she gasped, and struggled to her feet, falling the first and second attempt. When she was finally standing, Lucia looked down at her brother.
"Go away, ferret. I don't want you to get in trouble too." Then she staggered out of the room, and up the stairs.
*~*~*
Draco never saw her alive again, once she ordered him away. That night she wrote three letters: one to her parents, one to her brother, and one to Bill Weasley. Draco found all three letters hidden behind the false staircase in Lucius' study. He would never have dared such a violation of Lucius' private space, if his father weren't a safe distance away, locked up in Azkaban. This night Narcissa was visiting him, so Draco had a freedom rarely found by either of the Malfoy children at home.
As Draco read the letters, he could imagine his sister sitting in her room, late that night so long ago, pen marking down her final thoughts.
*~*~*
To my tormentor, my torturer, my slave master, my father,
You are finally free of me forever. I'm sure you'll celebrate, having led your firstborn child to such drastic action. I don't want to waste words or time on you, so I leave you with just one thing, a poem, something Muggles and I both do, and enjoy.
Now I will tell you what I've done for you,
Fifty thousand tears I've cried.
Screaming deceiving and bleeding for you,
And you still won't hear me
Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies,
So I don't know what's real and what's not.
Always confusing the thoughts in my head,
So I can't trust myself anymore.
I'm dying again.
I'm going under,
I'm falling forever.
So go on and scream,
Scream at me, I'm so far away.
I won't be broken again.
Never yours,
Lucia Malfoy
PS Mother, this has nothing to do with you. Nothing I ever did had anything to do with you, except for that one summer. And it was a fantasy world never to be recaptured.
*~*~*
The next letter was addressed to Draco, but he had never set eyes on it before, nor even known of its existence.
*~*~*
Draco, my precious little ferret,
All your life, you have been a reminder of what I lost when you, the male Malfoy heir, was born. But despite all this, I do love you so much. Never forget that you had a sister who loved you.
I hope desperately that someday you are able to free yourself from the chains that are the name Malfoy. I want the best for you. You deserve it, having survived the hell that I could not.
It will be a tough road, but I know you can do it. I love you, little ferret.
Love always,
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco read his letter many times over. Every time it brought tears to his eyes, knowing that Lucia had cared. And realizing how much he had loved and admired his big sister. He had never told her.
The next letter, like his, was unopened. It was addressed to Bill, with a desperate plea from Lucia that someone would send it to her love. No one had. Draco was the first person to lay eyes on the tear-stained page since Lucia.
*~*~*
My dearest Bill,
Thank you for everything. You made life worth living, if only for a short time. I wish so much that we hadn't spent all those years fighting. Words cannot express how much I love you.
I don't want you to blame yourself for what happened. It was only one person's fault, and we both know who that is. As I said, you made life worth the pain, and I thank you so much for that. I hadn't felt true happiness for ten years, until you came into my life. But even that only delayed the inevitable. There was no way to escape who I am, no matter how hard we would have tried. And in trying, I would have destroyed you. And I could never do that.
So, please Bill, go on. Find someone else, start a family, and have a great life. I love you so much, so very much. And because of that love, I need you to live without me.
Hold on to me love,
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was I love you and I'm not afraid.
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath.
Safe inside myself,
Are all my thoughts of you.
Sweet raptured light it ends here tonight.
I'll miss the winter,
A world of fragile things.
Look for me in the white forest
hiding in a hollow tree, Come find me.
I will always love you,
Lucia
*~*~*
Draco carefully placed the letters back into their envelopes, and placed them back in their hiding place. Then he started walking upstairs, towards his room. He would never go in Lucia's again, now that he had journeyed through her life. He couldn't bear to stand in the room where she had once stood, pointed her wand at her chest, and spoken "avada kedavra".
(A/N There, it's done. Well, except for the epilogue, which I promise is coming within the next few days. Oh yeah, and the poems are once again from Evanescence, the first is from "Going Under", and the second is from "My Last Breath". I love that group, in case you hadn't noticed.
Fire'N'Ice: I hope it wasn't too hard to read, though I wouldn't be surprised. I was surprised with how Draco's letter was what affected me most. I expected it to be Bill's. Anyways, Lucius is in Azkaban now, though I'm sure he won't be there long, sadly enough. My friend who though Dobby would die and I both agree that Lucius will suffer greatly in the books though, so WOOHOO!!!
Guardian of Lost Souls: Well, I hope you didn't go insane. I also had computer problems, but they're over enough that I can finish this story.
Opal Star: Not much more waiting, only one epilogue left, which as I said earlier should be written very soon.
Fantasy Angel: I'm not really that good a poet, since none of the poems in this story are actually my original work. And, well, you could say Lucia was murdered, but it was more suicide, though Lucius certainly drove her to it.
Ainsley Sloan: Ok, I'm going to make the assumption that anyone bothering to read this has read Order of the Phoenix. And, I can so totally not believe I was right. And I have to admit, I was finally beginning to like the guy at the beginning. Sirius is hilarious when he's pissed off and sarcastic, though he later pissed my off. I think Sirius is a character who will grow on my though, because I was re-reading Goblet, and came across a letter he wrote, and felt sad. But, I am a lot sadder for Harry, and my poor Lupin. I also feel for you with friends who like Dobby. WHY???
Darcel: Don't feel guilty, since you did eventually review.
As I said before, look for the epilogue, and final part of this story, soon.)
