A/N: This used to be 'Loosing Him and Gaining You'. For Harry lovers, bare with me... things are yet to happen that are going to take this story to a whole new level of weird... but it may take a while... wait and see what the Halliwell has in mind!

Chapter Eleven - To love And To Loose

Drucial knelt on the edge of her bed and stared out of the window. A single tear rolled down her face and dripped onto the back of her hand, resting one on top of the other in her lap. Her back was perfectly straight, a trait that she had gained from her father. It was late, very late, she should have been asleep hours ago.

She lay down and pulled the covers up over her head, trying to sleep but it was hopeless. She couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened to her dad. She finally managed to drift off into an uneasy sleep, plagued by nightmares, and much tossing and turning.

She woke again only an hour later and resumed kneeling on the edge of her bed, staring out of the window. She could hear people moving around in the rooms below her. The house she lived in may have been large and lavish but the walls were paper thin.

/Eight o'clock on the morning that you left/

/The day was dark, I sat in my room/

Her father knocked quietly on the door, but she said nothing. Her father walked in anyway, his face blotched and his eyes bloodshot. Drucial began to cry, what more could she do? She had almost been waiting for this moment all her life, but she never believed it would really come. "The mission went wrong, daddy is... he's..." her father took a deep breath and held her tightly. "He's dead."

/They walked in and told me that you'd gone/

/That moment on, I knew you'd be our angel/

She pulled away from her father and crawled across her bed, slipping under the covers. "I want to sleep." She said simply, for Drucial was a girl of few words and many thoughts. Her father waited for a moment, as if deciding whether to leave her of not. Severus appeared in the doorway and glanced over at the two of them.

"Draco, there are some people downstairs that wish to speak with you." He said softly. "Should I tell them to go away? They are all from the news companies looking for an interview."

"I'll deal with them myself. Will you be alright Dru?" Drucial nodded her head and rolled over so that her father couldn't see her crying. No sooner had he left the room she got up and pulled a set of paints out of her bedside desk. She reached for her wand but withdrew her hand.

/The day I spent was the hardest day ever/

/Trying to paint a picture for you/

No magic could paint what she was feeling, she would do this on her own, but no matter how much she tried it all came out as a blur of the same colour. In frustration she threw the paints and paper aside and sat on the floor, but her eyes wandered to the paper. In a way, it was the best picture she had ever painted, and it showed her emotions perfectly.

/Before my eyes there's so many colours/

/But for today they all seem blue/

Drucial walked downstairs and leaned against a wall at the bottom of the stairs, watching as hundreds of witches and wizard bombarded her father for scraps of information. She flicked back her black hair and before she knew what was happening, many of the witches and wizards were now swarming around her.

"Leave her alone for Christ sake! She's only a child!" Severus shouted, stepping in front of her, but she placed a hand on his shoulder and he stepped aside. She smiled lightly at him and he melted, Severus had always had a soft spot for the daughter of his foster son.

"Too long I have said nothing, now it seems it is time for me to tell everything." She said loudly and everyone fell silent. Draco stared at his daughter in amazement, as did Severus. "The was always a reason that I never said a word, there was nothing to say. Now what I am going to say is as much a forewarning as a prophecy. Get out of my house or I will kill you all."

She turned and walked back upstairs and as she reached the landing at the top a tear rolled down her face. She stared up at a huge portrait on the wall. There was her, Draco, Severus, Ron, Hermione and Harry. But Harry was the only one she could see, everything else was a blur, suddenly the picture was just him, smiling down on her.

"We'll join our hands again someday.

And trade kisses before night.

Talk of the times we had.

We'll be together someday.

And watch over the stars at night.

Laugh at the fun we had.

This is our day..." She paused and rubbed the tears off of her face. "I love you..." she whispered, before running back to her room.

"It Was Our Day" by "BWitched"