NOTE: Hope you like the way Draco turned in my imaginary sequel of the oop... we all hoped he would be on the good side in the end... :) Tell me what you think of it...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of HP's character...but I own the plot.

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Chapter 7: The house of the Malfoy

It's after an eight hours flight, two hours of waiting to get Jester and Salem and three hours of road by car in the Scottish country that I see, at last, the Malfoy country house. Let's say that the word manor would suit best. I haven't entered the house yet but I already love this house. It looks like the ones I used to want when I was a little girl. Draco parks the car in the huge alley in front of the house. As soon as he does so, a little green man hurries toward us to get our luggage. Seeing my perplex looks Drake gets off the car, opens my door and calls the little green man. "Dobby, let me introduce you to ElyAnn-Cailin McGregor. She's my new official girlfriend and she'll live here with me. From now own, she's part of the family.

- Dobby is happy to great you and to say welcome, ElyAnn-Cailin McGregor, Madam. Dobby will glad to serve you as he does with young master here.

- Thank you very much Dobby!"

The house-elf leaves for the house, carrying all our stuff. While looking at him, I realise I just met the elf who helped Harry Potter few years ago. Then I remember that Harry freed him in his second year at Hogwarts, the Malfoy's family were really mean to him. "Dobby came back to serve you? I thought he was working at Hogwarts?

- He did. He came back when I left my parents' house, at sixteen. Shall we get inside?"

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The house, seen from the inside, is much more dark and cold that it shows from the outside. Even if everything's are clean, the curtains seem to have been closed for years. To my right, a living room richly decorated. On the wall, a huge fireplace engraved with snakes. On top of it, a huge portrait representing a beautiful lady, well she would be beautiful if it wasn't for her disdainful look. On my left, a dining room. The furniture, in the two rooms, are made of mahogany and perfectly polished. The dining table is large enough to sit at least twelve guest and it's lighted by two huge candelabras. Those could bear twenty something candles each. Another fireplace fulfilled the wall in the back. In front of me, a staircase, also made in mahogany, covered by a green and silver carpet. Draco leads me at the bottom of it. When I look up, I can see the spiral it makes through the three floors. " Voila! Welcome home. So, on the second floor there are six rooms. On the left, first door my mother's room, second her private bathroom, third and last one, my room. On the right, my father's room, his bathroom and mine. On the third floor, in that order, three spare rooms for visitors and their bathrooms. In the attic you have our winter garden and the classroom. On this floor, behind the dining room, we have the kitchen and Dobby's room. Behind the living, my father's office, which I turned into mine, and the door to get in the summer garden, outside.

- This place is huge! And it's only a county house! God can't wait to visit the real Malfoy Manor! We'll be alone here?

- More or less, there's Dobby and.

- ELY!"

The voice sounds familiar so I turn around. I see Maria running towards me and hugging me. Isobel also hugs me while kissing me on the cheek. I'm way too surprised to do or say anything! Maria let go of me and turns to Draco. She hugs him and kisses him on the cheeks to. " Hi there babe! Once again: mission accomplished! We can count on you to achieve the hardiest tasks!" She turns to me and says: " I knew an handsome guy like Draco would be able to convince you! It's so good to finally tell you the truth. Draco has been looking for you for a year and I've been looking for a way to have you two meet. Iso too! Come, sit down, have a drink, we'll tell you everything"

She's beaming with happiness. Unable to protest, I let her lead me in the living room. I settle on a brown leather armchair. Isobel sits in the one identical next to me. Maria and Draco sit on the sofa completing the set. They look like parents about to lecture their children. I can't help thinking, while looking to Drake and Maria, that they look like a happy couple finally reunited. She looks at him as if he was coming back from the Crusades, where he might've been tortured! She says " Isobel and I are squib since we were eleven years old. It means that, unlike you or Draco, our powers are not inborn. We had to learn to develop them. I met Draco a month ago when I was here for a study trip with Katarina, your cousin. We talked and he said he was looking for you. I told him that, by an incredible twist of destiny, I was working with you. We took a flight back to Montreal and we tried to find a way to have you two meet. The drink I offered the other day was for that. When he finally met you in the park, we started to work on the best way to tell you the truth. Seems it worked because you're here, with us, » She says so while winking at Draco. She was opening her mouth to start talking again when I cut her. " Listen, I'm tired. Must be the time difference. Dobby, can you show me where are my things, please? Anyway, you must have a lot to catch-up with, especially the way your best way of telling me the truth worked. Come Jester"

I get up, turn around and leave without looking back once. I follow Dobby who leads me to what I remember being Draco's room. " Dobby, can you take my things to another room please?

- No Dobby. Leave the bags here and leave us" Draco enters the room and asks me " what's going on?" I turn around and rummage in my case, pretending to be looking for something. " Nothing, I'm just tired. It's a lot to deal with, I mean, the flight, the time difference, and the news that are just thrown at me.

- Why do you want to go sleep elsewhere?

- Because this is your room!

- So? I thought that, after all that had happen between us, we would be sharing the room.

- I don't want to bother you. I want to sleep and you must want to put your clothes away, catch up with Maria. Perhaps even give her a real life impersonation of the best way you found to tell me the truth!

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about the fact that, since the beginning, I feel used and manipulated. Betrayed from the people I trusted most. In three days, I learned that my own family lied to me all my life, that the man I love can turn himself into a dog and that my favourite book in a true story. I quitted my job, my house, my family and my country for you and your story. It's the first crazy thing I've done for a man. Now I learn that every single thing you said or did since Friday have been discussed and approved by my two best friends. I should've never trust you, you're a Malfoy. You can try pretending but you'll always be a Malfoy.

- I understand that you might be keyed up. You had to go through a lot in a really shot amount of time. I find, though, totally unfair that you doubt everything I said or did. Don't you pull the Malfoy thing on me. I think I proved I was true to you. You don't really know me to think that I tried to trick you or toyed with your feelings.

- It's not about not knowing you well Draco; I don't know you at all! You know everything about my life and I know nothing of yours! Friday 7 pm, I didn't know you have a tattoo on your shoulder. Saturday six Am., I didn't know you were an Animagus. Twenty minutes ago I didn't know you knew Maria and Isobel. Who knows what I'll discover in an hour, tomorrow or next week? I'm absolutely clueless about your life before me.

- What do you want to know?

- I don't know! I understood that it was worthless to ask you the questions you usually ask a new boyfriend. Nothing's normal about you! I can't ask you what was your favourite game as a kid; you'll say that you like to play quidditch on a broom. If I ask what's your favourite school topic, you'll say something like Transfiguration. If I ask for your hobbies, you'll say catching ball transformed in a dog! How do you want me to find common points or interests?

- Is everything alright?" Maria was now in the room with us and looking at Draco as if he would be hurt or something. " GET OUT! You've done enough! I'll call you when I'm done straightening the things you blew up!" Maria looks at him with a really pissed look and storms out slamming the door behind her. " You didn't have to be mean to her! You don't want to get everyone mad at you, do you? It's not her fault!

- Yes it is! She talks as if she knew everything from the start. She did not! The so called best way to tell you the truth, if you want to know, was to go to your place and tell you straight away without even getting to diner! I was supposed to tell you everything the moment I got to your place but I couldn't. I wanted to enjoy a quiet evening with you. I wanted to know what it was like to be normal and to have a normal girlfriend. I wanted to know what it felt like to be on a muggle's date. I wanted to see if you would be attracted by me even without knowing who I really am, without knowing my secret, my life and my world. After diner, I was looking at you cleaning up and I wanted to tell you. Then again I couldn't. You were so beautiful, we were so... fine. I couldn't get the nerves to spoil such an evening. Then, I wanted you. In the end, it's lust that made me loose my self-control. The morning after, you were telling me all those things about magic that I thought it was the perfect moment I was waiting for. You seemed to trust me and to love me. With the talk we had afterwards, I would've never thought that a single phrase said by Maria would tarnish every love vows I made since Saturday! I don't know what hurts the most. I think it's to realise that your trust and love hold to really little. I love you like I ever loved anyone. It's not just words, I'm a Malfoy and a Malfoy don't learn to love. I love you more than anything but you don't see it! You prefer to believe anyone but me. You're an idiot!"

Draco, without even noticing, ended up screaming the last words he said. Tears had filled his eyes and he's now red with pressure and pain. The passion of his feelings carried him away.

" What did you just say?

- I said you're an idiot, » he answers in a hoarse voice.

" No before that part

- That you prefer to believe anyone but me?

- No, before

- That I love you?

- I love you too"

He seems surprised by this spontaneous confession. He gets closer and I wipe the tears on his unshaved cheeks. He looks like a distraught little boy. My heart melts right there and I can't manage to be mad at him. " Do you want to stay with me in this room?

- Yes but you must be nice!"