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Chapter 3: Malfoys
It was five o'clock and the August sun was beginning to drop below the forest that worked very conveniently to hide the Moors Mansion from the muggle town of Abbotsbury. Never the less, the sun's fingers still managed to wind their way through the trees and splash down onto the wide, sloping lawn.
A perfect time for a fly.' Blair thought. She grabbed the Star Sweep 2,000 out of the broom closet by the door. Outside, she started down the path past the elaborate gardens and ornate topiary, and out onto the open ground between the woods and the house. She mounted her broom and kicked off. The air whipped through her gold hair and she felt the familiar rush of adrenaline. She loved flying, and was pretty good as well. She accelerated into the forest and wove through the trees. She did rolls and tucks and dives, all the time thinking that she, Blair Moors, was to go to Hogwarts. She would be put in a house that was right for her, she would have friends, and she would finally be free!
"Miss." Blair was so surprised at the sudden appearance of the ghost in front of her that she shot right through him, and pulled up just in time to prevent a collision with the large elm behind him.
"Charles!" She panted. "Don't do that!" She said turning to look at the tall, thin, balding ghost of Martha's husband.
"I am dreadfully sorry miss, but it is time for you to get ready, the Malfoys will be here within the hour." He said in a monotone. She hated how some ghosts would talk with expression, but in a tone that suggested that they could care less. She sighed.
"Oh, all right, but next time can you just call me or something?"
"I will jot that down for future reference miss." He said and Blair flew off to the house, where she soared right into her open bedroom window. She set the broom down and opened her wardrobe door. She hated to wear the family attire. It was as if the clothes knew she wasn't really of Moors blood. They made her feel cold and it was always a struggle to get them on. The ensemble consisted of a black velvet shirt with a high collar, a black velvet skirt reaching her mid thigh and over it all a long, flowing robe of black satin embroidered with the Moors crest. The crest was a black and red, four square shield with two crossed, silver scythes. When she was finally able to fasten the uncooperative frogs of the robes, she walked over to her large, cherry bureau and rang the small silver bell that sat on top of it. Within seconds there was a tap at her door.
"Come in." Blair called sitting at the bureau. The door opened, revealing a small face with along nose, large blue eyes, bat-like ears, and a small mouth.
"Yous rang miss?" The house elf squeaked.
"Yes Tally, I was wondering if you could do my hair, you always do such a nice job." The house elf blushed.
"Tally would be honored to do miss's hair." She said and hopped up onto the stool behind Blair's chair. In seconds Blair's hair draped elegantly in a Pollyanna knot, reaching the middle of her back.
"Thank you Tally, it's lovely. Now listen, the Malfoys are coming tonight so make sure you and the others stay out of sight, you know how they treat house elves, worse than Kitty. Tally shuddered.
"Yes miss. Tally will be making sure no ones is being seen." And with that she scurried out of the room.
"Blair! Come into my room darling!" Kitty called. Blair sighed and went down the hall into Kitty's room. She looked like Cleopatra going down the Nile, the way she was laying on one of her couches with her long shirt and robes draped around her.
"My, don't you look pretty." She said getting up. "One day, you won't even need cosmetic charms, but for now" She said steering Blair in front of a full-length mirror. Once there, she pulled out her wand and directed it toward Blair's eyes. Blair sucked in her breath. The tip of Kitty's wand touched her eyelashes. She gave her wand a funny sort of wiggle that nearly poked Blair's eye out. As she watched, she saw her eyelashes elongate, darken, and curl. Then Kitty put her wand to Blair's lips and cheeks. They both reddened.
"Hmm, a little more emphasis on the eyes I think." Kitty muttered, placing the wand on Blair's eyes once more. When she took it away, Blair's eyes were lined in black. Blair stared at herself in the mirror. She did look quite pretty, but it was nothing like natural beauty. She looked much more like Kitty then herself.
"Beautiful!" Kitty exclaimed.
"Um, sure."
"Well, we had better go down to the atrium, the Malfoys should be here any minute." She said fixing the silver thread in the two small braids holding back her hair. With that, they stared off down the stairs.
The Moors family sat in the atrium staring at a shimmering golden door floating in the middle of the room. Kitty had decide dot use a spell called Ianuam Abulatis in which one draws a door with a wand, all the time thinking of the desired destination. They are then able to cross into the house of the awaiting party. Jake was wearing a black cashmere sweater, tight black pants, and the same long, crested robes as Blair.
"Jake, stop fidgeting with those pants." Kitty snapped exasperatedly.
"I can't help it, I hate wearing these pants, they're so girly!"
"Nonsense. Those were custom made for you and you will wear them with pride." Any further protests were interrupted by a knock at the golden door. Kitty jumped up, quickly tapped the door three times with her wand, and stood back. The door opened and Lucius Malfoy stepped into the Moors' atrium.
"Kathryn, old woman, you look as beautiful as I've ever seen you!" He said in his silky voice.
"You look marvelous as well Lucius." Kitty said coyly. Blair rolled her eyes.
"So good to see you again Kitty." Narcissa Malfoy said in a tone of disgust, pushing her husband out of the way.
"Narcissa! My, my, have you lost weight? And those black robes really bring out your blond hair, not to mention those white strands." Kitty said in a falsely sweet voice. It had always been clear that Lucius and Kitty had an old flame for each other, therefore making Narcissa and Kitty despise each other.
Last to step from the door was Draco. He was skinny and pale as a ghost with silver/blond, spiky hair and light blue eyes that were like ice. He stepped forward, took Kitty's hand and kissed it.
"Pleased to see you again Mrs. Moors." He said in a bored drawl.
"Oh my, what a gentleman you've become, and quite handsome too." Draco rolled his eyes.
" llo Draco." Jake said as they shook hands.
"This can't be Jake?! My how you've grown in a few months!" Lucius said, also shaking his hand.
"And this must be Blair." He said as he looked around Kitty to where Blair had been trying to keep from being noticed. "My, how absolutely stunning you look! I guess I was wrong, perhaps you will amount to something after all. And Kitty, I do believe she is beginning to take after your looks."
"Yes, I dare say she's shaping up a bit." Kitty said, smiling at Lucius.
"Dinner is served m'lady." Martha said from the other end of the room, and they adjourned to the dinning room.
Author: Yes I know, this story is bogging down and there is no action. You just have to understand that this is a prologue story. It is short and its soul purpose is to get you aquatinted with my characters and their importance to the story, these themes will reoccur in the real story. So please hang in there. R&R! Thanks.