Draco slammed the door as he stormed into the house. HE ignored his mother's calling for him, which he knew would be a big mistake, later. His father would beat him, surely, but he didn't care, not after what that... Weasley had done this time.
"Draco? How did it go?" a small voice asked from the doorway to the pink bedroom. Draco didn't even turn to look at his little sister, he was too ashamed of himself.
"Weasley tipped off that vampire's brother and got her moved," Draco muttered, just loud enough that he knew Kaida could hear him.
"Was it Ron that did it?" Draco could see his little sister clenching her fists in hatred of the name Ron used by anyone one besides her brother... or, what used to be her brother.
Of course, Draco hadn't even thought to be mad at Ron. He hadn't been in weeks. It was always Ginny now, tipping off Raven to move his sister. Since that week had had spoken to her, she had caused nothing but trouble. If only she knew... but he'd never tell that coniving bitch anything.
"No, his sister, Ginny," Draco said, absentmindedly searching through his backpack. Quite a nifty invention these Muggle's had thought up. Too bad they weren't supposed to use them at Hogwarts.
"You'll punish her, right? For doing this? For not letting you kill that bitchy vampire..."
Draco spun around and grabbed Kaida's arm. "Where did you learn to say that word? Who told you it was okay to say that?"
"Well... Daddy, he says it all the time when talking to Mommy, I thought..."
"Dad..." Draco stood up straight, a determined look plastered on his face, not letting go of the little girl's arm. Soon, he dropped it and stalked off downstairs, Kaida staring after him in wonder.
"Dad! Get down here now!" he yelled through the hallways. Lucius Malfoy suddenly appeared in front of him and Narcissa looked on from the drawing room. Kaida sat at the top of the stairs, crying silently for her brother.
"What do you want, I was in the middle..." Draco didn't let him finish by pinning him to the wall, shaking a photograph. The people in the picture scattered to God knew where, but Draco didn't even notice.
"Do you know what word your ten year old daughter just said to me? Huh?" Draco yeled, spitting in his face. Lucius glared at him and didn't say a word. "She said bitch! And do you know where she learned it from? You, you son of a..."
"Enough!" Lucius shouted, sending a burst of magic toward his son which sent him sprawling into the opposite wall. Kaida ran down the stairs to him and gave him a hug, as if protecting him. Lucius grabbed her roughly by her blonde ponytail and made her look at him.
"Did you tell your brother you heard me say that words?" he barked in her face. Tears streaming down her face, she nodded as bravely as she could. Draco, seeing the frightened, pitiful look on his beloved sister's face, and the way her father was smacking her across the face, wished with all his heart that she could be somewhere safe where someone would take care of her and he could find her someday.
And suddenly, she was gone. She was just simplely not there. Lucius looked around in bewilderment, barked something at the gawking houseelves, and walked away without emotion. His mother had a harder time tearing herself away fromt he scene of her son sprawled on the floor, a cut on his lip, but she managed to ignore it. All Draco could do was smile, because where ever Kaida was, it had to be better than here.
About one hundred miles away, Kaida Malfoy landed with a plop in Ginny Weasley's lap while she was eating breakfast in the kitchen of the Burrow.
"So, you're Draco's little sister? Boy, do I feel sorry for her," Ron said, sarcastically.
"It's funny, she's turned out to be a sweet little girl, and he's such a git," Ginny agreed. Kaida shook her head furiously as Molly tucked the covers comfortingly around her.
"No, Draco's a good brother, he protects me from... bad things..." Kaida trailed off.
"What bad things?" Arthur pressed. Molly shot him a warning look.
"She'll talk when she's ready, not before, and I want none of you pestering her," Molly announced. "Now, honey, Arthur and I are going to make dinner. What would you like?"
"Um... could we have spaghetti and meatballs? My.. my mommy never makes those since Daddy said he hates them." Molly gave her a special look, a look Ginny remembered getting when she was sad and lonely. It made her feel warm inside. Ginny felt for this girl.
Molly and Arthur left the room, and Ron got up to follow them, but Kaida stopped him.
"Are you Ron?" she asked meekly. Ron smiled and gave her a happy nodd. Kaida's voice instantly changed. She now looked at him with pure hatred.
"I hate you! You hurt my brother! You made him not special anymore! You took his name! You..."
"Kaida, Kaida, wait," Ginny interrupted. "You're brother's name is Draco, not Ron. How could he steal his name?"
"Oh, no, not Draco," Kaida explained. "He stole Pyron's name."
"Fuck it!" Draco shouted to his boss. "Fuck you people!"
"Draco, calm down, you can't go on a rampage in my office!" shouted Spencer Morning, Draco's employer at the Ministry of Magic. "She's only been gone since yesterday, we'll find her, don't shout like this!"
Draco turned to her and slammed his fist on her desk. "You don't get it! She's just a little girl and she's gone!"
"Draco..." Spencer warned. Draco leaned into her face.
"I lost my little brother two years ago, I'm not going to lose her, too," he hissed. Spencer sighed.
"I'll double the man power for the next week, and only until then, okay? But, Draco, get some rest and then get back on the Neona case. We need that bitch taken down."
Draco nodded solemnly and left her office. As he walked down the hallway filled with cubicles, he barely noticed the people staring at him, until he ran almost smack into Arthur Weasley.
"Malfoy, I've been looking for you," Wealsey said. Draco nodded and glared. He was in no mood to be pestered by the father of Ronald Weasley, or anyone for that matter.
"You have one minute, Weasley, I have a case to do," Draco drawled out slowly, leaning against a wall.
"It's about your sister, Malfoy, so if you don't want to know, disrespect me some more, and you won't." Draco's eyes instantly widened and he pulled Mr. Weasley into an empty cubicle, casting a quick Sound-Booth Charm.
"What's going on We.. er, Mr. Weasley? What do you know?"
"Your sister is at my house, she's safe with us." Although Draco didn't lower his gaze, he let out an inward sigh of relief. Outwardly, he shrugged.
"I suppose worse things could have happened to her. Why is she there?"
"She's not sure, and neither are we. She sort of appeared in one of my brood's laps the other night and..."
Draco suddenly realized something. "Whose lap, sir?"
"Oh, uh, Ginny's I think. But, that doesn't really matter, I just thought you should know she's safe." Draco let go of his arm awkwardly.
"Yes, yes, of course, thank you, Mr. Weasley, I, um, appreciate it." Arthur turned to leave, but Draco stopped him. "Sir, do you think Kaida could stay with you until the end of the summer? I don't normally ask favors of people like you, but I think it's the best for her... at the moment."
Arthur nodded, solemnly. "Of course, Malfoy, I'd, we'd be obliged to help out a fellow... wizard like yourself. Normally I wouldn't bother, but Kaida really is a sweet girl."
"Take care of her, sir."
"Yes, eys of course." With that, Arthur left the cubicle, leaving Draco to his own thoughts.
As Draco walked to the Portkey to take him home, he thought about the events. Right after he had wished his sister to a safe place, she had landed in Ginny Weasley's lap. Does that mean Ginny was the haven Kaida needed? Or just that where ever Ginny was was better for Kaida than Lucius beating her up.
Or maybe, unconsiously, that's where he thought for her to go. No, Draco said, shaking himself. There's no way I could have Ginny Weasley, or any Weasley, on my mind that much. Just no way...
"Draco? How did it go?" a small voice asked from the doorway to the pink bedroom. Draco didn't even turn to look at his little sister, he was too ashamed of himself.
"Weasley tipped off that vampire's brother and got her moved," Draco muttered, just loud enough that he knew Kaida could hear him.
"Was it Ron that did it?" Draco could see his little sister clenching her fists in hatred of the name Ron used by anyone one besides her brother... or, what used to be her brother.
Of course, Draco hadn't even thought to be mad at Ron. He hadn't been in weeks. It was always Ginny now, tipping off Raven to move his sister. Since that week had had spoken to her, she had caused nothing but trouble. If only she knew... but he'd never tell that coniving bitch anything.
"No, his sister, Ginny," Draco said, absentmindedly searching through his backpack. Quite a nifty invention these Muggle's had thought up. Too bad they weren't supposed to use them at Hogwarts.
"You'll punish her, right? For doing this? For not letting you kill that bitchy vampire..."
Draco spun around and grabbed Kaida's arm. "Where did you learn to say that word? Who told you it was okay to say that?"
"Well... Daddy, he says it all the time when talking to Mommy, I thought..."
"Dad..." Draco stood up straight, a determined look plastered on his face, not letting go of the little girl's arm. Soon, he dropped it and stalked off downstairs, Kaida staring after him in wonder.
"Dad! Get down here now!" he yelled through the hallways. Lucius Malfoy suddenly appeared in front of him and Narcissa looked on from the drawing room. Kaida sat at the top of the stairs, crying silently for her brother.
"What do you want, I was in the middle..." Draco didn't let him finish by pinning him to the wall, shaking a photograph. The people in the picture scattered to God knew where, but Draco didn't even notice.
"Do you know what word your ten year old daughter just said to me? Huh?" Draco yeled, spitting in his face. Lucius glared at him and didn't say a word. "She said bitch! And do you know where she learned it from? You, you son of a..."
"Enough!" Lucius shouted, sending a burst of magic toward his son which sent him sprawling into the opposite wall. Kaida ran down the stairs to him and gave him a hug, as if protecting him. Lucius grabbed her roughly by her blonde ponytail and made her look at him.
"Did you tell your brother you heard me say that words?" he barked in her face. Tears streaming down her face, she nodded as bravely as she could. Draco, seeing the frightened, pitiful look on his beloved sister's face, and the way her father was smacking her across the face, wished with all his heart that she could be somewhere safe where someone would take care of her and he could find her someday.
And suddenly, she was gone. She was just simplely not there. Lucius looked around in bewilderment, barked something at the gawking houseelves, and walked away without emotion. His mother had a harder time tearing herself away fromt he scene of her son sprawled on the floor, a cut on his lip, but she managed to ignore it. All Draco could do was smile, because where ever Kaida was, it had to be better than here.
About one hundred miles away, Kaida Malfoy landed with a plop in Ginny Weasley's lap while she was eating breakfast in the kitchen of the Burrow.
"So, you're Draco's little sister? Boy, do I feel sorry for her," Ron said, sarcastically.
"It's funny, she's turned out to be a sweet little girl, and he's such a git," Ginny agreed. Kaida shook her head furiously as Molly tucked the covers comfortingly around her.
"No, Draco's a good brother, he protects me from... bad things..." Kaida trailed off.
"What bad things?" Arthur pressed. Molly shot him a warning look.
"She'll talk when she's ready, not before, and I want none of you pestering her," Molly announced. "Now, honey, Arthur and I are going to make dinner. What would you like?"
"Um... could we have spaghetti and meatballs? My.. my mommy never makes those since Daddy said he hates them." Molly gave her a special look, a look Ginny remembered getting when she was sad and lonely. It made her feel warm inside. Ginny felt for this girl.
Molly and Arthur left the room, and Ron got up to follow them, but Kaida stopped him.
"Are you Ron?" she asked meekly. Ron smiled and gave her a happy nodd. Kaida's voice instantly changed. She now looked at him with pure hatred.
"I hate you! You hurt my brother! You made him not special anymore! You took his name! You..."
"Kaida, Kaida, wait," Ginny interrupted. "You're brother's name is Draco, not Ron. How could he steal his name?"
"Oh, no, not Draco," Kaida explained. "He stole Pyron's name."
"Fuck it!" Draco shouted to his boss. "Fuck you people!"
"Draco, calm down, you can't go on a rampage in my office!" shouted Spencer Morning, Draco's employer at the Ministry of Magic. "She's only been gone since yesterday, we'll find her, don't shout like this!"
Draco turned to her and slammed his fist on her desk. "You don't get it! She's just a little girl and she's gone!"
"Draco..." Spencer warned. Draco leaned into her face.
"I lost my little brother two years ago, I'm not going to lose her, too," he hissed. Spencer sighed.
"I'll double the man power for the next week, and only until then, okay? But, Draco, get some rest and then get back on the Neona case. We need that bitch taken down."
Draco nodded solemnly and left her office. As he walked down the hallway filled with cubicles, he barely noticed the people staring at him, until he ran almost smack into Arthur Weasley.
"Malfoy, I've been looking for you," Wealsey said. Draco nodded and glared. He was in no mood to be pestered by the father of Ronald Weasley, or anyone for that matter.
"You have one minute, Weasley, I have a case to do," Draco drawled out slowly, leaning against a wall.
"It's about your sister, Malfoy, so if you don't want to know, disrespect me some more, and you won't." Draco's eyes instantly widened and he pulled Mr. Weasley into an empty cubicle, casting a quick Sound-Booth Charm.
"What's going on We.. er, Mr. Weasley? What do you know?"
"Your sister is at my house, she's safe with us." Although Draco didn't lower his gaze, he let out an inward sigh of relief. Outwardly, he shrugged.
"I suppose worse things could have happened to her. Why is she there?"
"She's not sure, and neither are we. She sort of appeared in one of my brood's laps the other night and..."
Draco suddenly realized something. "Whose lap, sir?"
"Oh, uh, Ginny's I think. But, that doesn't really matter, I just thought you should know she's safe." Draco let go of his arm awkwardly.
"Yes, yes, of course, thank you, Mr. Weasley, I, um, appreciate it." Arthur turned to leave, but Draco stopped him. "Sir, do you think Kaida could stay with you until the end of the summer? I don't normally ask favors of people like you, but I think it's the best for her... at the moment."
Arthur nodded, solemnly. "Of course, Malfoy, I'd, we'd be obliged to help out a fellow... wizard like yourself. Normally I wouldn't bother, but Kaida really is a sweet girl."
"Take care of her, sir."
"Yes, eys of course." With that, Arthur left the cubicle, leaving Draco to his own thoughts.
As Draco walked to the Portkey to take him home, he thought about the events. Right after he had wished his sister to a safe place, she had landed in Ginny Weasley's lap. Does that mean Ginny was the haven Kaida needed? Or just that where ever Ginny was was better for Kaida than Lucius beating her up.
Or maybe, unconsiously, that's where he thought for her to go. No, Draco said, shaking himself. There's no way I could have Ginny Weasley, or any Weasley, on my mind that much. Just no way...
