Chapter 9
Two weeks has already passed since the ball, and Aislin was avoiding Ginny. Curious as to the reason why, Ginny has tried to talk to her. But, every time she tried, Aislin just either excused herself or locked herself in her room. Fed up with why she's been avoiding her, Ginny decided to have a one on one talk with her.
"Aislin," shouted Ginny as she knocked on Aislin's door. When she got no reply, she tried to turn the knob. Instead found it to be locked. She whispered a quick charm, and went inside. To her surprise, Aislin wasn't inside. Yet, a book was open on her bed. Curious as to what it was, Ginny looked at it. To her surprise, it was a photo album of the whole Malfoy family.
"She's beautiful," whispered Ginny while flipping through the album. Pictures from Kathleen and Draco's days at Hogwarts; their wedding; with Aislin as a baby growing up, and a few pictures of Rebecca as well. But, every picture had Kathleen, Draco, and sometimes both of them in it. The book snapped closed, scaring Ginny out of her mind.
"How could you," replied a voice that just dripped with venom. Ginny looked up, and saw that it was Aislin.
"First you took my mum's memories away from dad, now you're taking her from me," she shouted. The young girl swiftly swiped the book out of Ginny's hands.
"Aislin, you don't understand," Ginny started. Before she could finish, Aislin had already pushed her out of her room, and slammed the door behind her.
"And we went outside and Ginny took me to ride on Long," answered Rebecca excitedly after Draco asked both of his daughters about their day.
"That's nice Rebecca. What about you Aislin," asked Draco.
"Nothing," Aislin replied. Draco knew perfectly well what she was doing.
'I have to talk to her about this after dinner,' he thought to himself.
"Come on Becky, let's go up and change." Ginny picked her up after Rebecca made a spill on her dress.
"There's a simple spell for that," answered Draco.
"I know. It'll be better for her to change," replied Ginny. When the two of them left, Draco saw this as the perfect opportunity to talk to her oldest daughter.
"Aislin, we need to talk." Aislin raised her head, and looked at her father.
"I know what you were doing today. You and I both know that it's not healthy for you. Sulking around the house all day, locking yourself in your room, flipping through that photo album of yours. Listen, she's gone. There's nothing you can do about it."
"I know. It's just so hard to accept that. Rebecca seems to have forgotten about her, and that makes it harder for me."
"Aislin, your sister didn't forget about her mother. I know that you've been conjuring that spell, and meeting your mother almost everyday just to talk to her. For Rebecca, that's enough. That should be enough for you."
"No it's not. It just makes it harder and harder for me to let go; for me to let go of the fact that she's truly gone."
"I know dear, I know."
"How is she," asked Ginny when Draco entered the parlor.
"Who?" Ginny raised her eyebrows, giving him the you-know-who look.
"She'll be fine." A flash of light cam from the direction of the fireplace, and both adults saw Melinda flashed in (read a Charmed life to know what I'm talking about).
"Mel," questioned Ginny.
"Ginny? What are you doing here? Never mind. Draco, your daughter is in danger."
A.N.: Well? For those who don't know what flashing is in this case (and no it's not to do with anything sexual), please read the first chapter of A Charmed Life to know what I'm talking about. Read and Review.