A Mother's Shadow
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Summary: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood have a daughter, and she's off to Hogwarts, naturally. Katie's become a famous quidditch player and Oliver's taken a high position in the Ministry. This is the life of Kalicia Wood, and how she lives in her mother's shadow.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Last time:
'This reporter is overly excited to inform you all that Kalicia Wood has become pregnant, with none other than the child of Liam Malfoy...'
"What?!" Kally burst out, she didn't even want to continue reading.
A thought suddenly struck her. How many people were going to read this? How many people got the Daily Prophet? How many students got the Daily Prophet? How long would it take for this bull shit to reach Liam? Or worse, Tareq?
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Chapter Eight: Zephen.
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"She's what!" Her father's roar echoed through the ward. Kally looked up at the door as it swung open, her mother exiting in a hurry.
"Kally, quick, it's a miracle; He's awake," Katie told her daughter, stating the obvious.
Kally's face lit up, although she hesitated entering the room. It was a few days after the article had come out, and Kally had been avoiding her mother since then, not exactly wanting to discuss it. She just hoped her mother hadn't seen it, unfortunately hospital gossip was faster than she thought.
Kally entered the room after a slight push from her mother. She hesitated again once inside then rushed over to her father.
"Dad, you're okay, I was so worried."
Oliver almost threw her off him.
"What is this?" He spat, dropping the Daily Prophet on the bed.
"A newspaper," she said, pretending to play stupid.
"Kalicia! Did you think we wouldn't see it?" Katie asked.
Kally sighed. "It's not true, she just hated me because I wouldn't tell her about Dad," Kally told them.
"How can we know you aren't lying to us?" Katie asked, crossing to her husband's side.
"I'll take a truth potion, please, why don't you believe me?" She asked, her voice straining in the effect to hold back tears.
How could her own parents not believe her? She rarely lied to them, and never about anything so big and terrible.
"And Liam Malfoy, that boy is trouble, he'll be just like his father one day."
"No, he's not!" Kally burst out accidentally. "he's nothing like his father."
"And I suppose you know Draco Malfoy just so well," Oliver said coldly.
Kally scowled, "I don't need to take this. Fine, if you don't believe me, I don't care. I'm out of here," she turned on her heel and stormed to the door, throwing it open, ignoring her parents angry calls.
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Kally stood outside St. Mungo's, hands over her chest as she scowled at the bitumen she stood on. These last few days were getting a little too much to handle. She didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, not with the trouble that should be going on between Liam and Tareq. Where was she to go? She couldn't go home, not wanting to take the chance that he parents will go back there soon. What could she do?
Suddenly the sound of footsteps broke her concentration and she looked up to see who they belonged to.
A scruffy-haired man with a black robe entered the light outside the hospital.
He grinned at her. "Kalicia, i presume?"
Kally took a step backwards. "Who wants to know?"
The man's grin grew wider. "You'll soon know, little lady," he said, raising a hand.
Kally's eyes darted to the hand, it held a wand.
Her own hand immediately flew down into her pocket to reach for her wand. Her hand closed around her own wand when she heard the faint words: "Stupefy."
Everything went black.
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The first thing Kally felt when she awoke was the tight clasp of ropes binding her hands behind her back. 'What now?' She thought, almost too scared to open her eyes, afraid of what she'd see.
She took a deep breath and opened them slowly. The room was faintly dark, it must be night time. She looked around to see something, but only found a barred window.
'Where the hell am I?' she thought, gazing at the window.
A half moon was high in the sky, the only light which entered the room, not including the tiny slit close to the ground, across from her; This she took to be the bottom of a door.
She almost gasped when she heard a voice behind the door. It was a male voice, most probably young.
"Why is it they want her?" He asked, which led Kally to believe there was either someone with him or he was on a muggle phone.
The earlier explanation was proved when she heard a second voice, which she recognised as the voice of the scruffy-haired man.
"Not a clue, Malfoy just wanted me to get her."
'Malfoy?' Kally's mind ticked over. 'It couldn't be Liam, or she wouldn't be tied. It had to be Draco, that bastard.'
Suddenly the door swung open, making Kally blink in the light.
"What do you want?" Kally asked when she could see the outline of three figures in the light.
A man laughed, hard.
"Relax child, we're just doing as we were instructed."
"Which is?" Kally asked, leaning against the wall. The effort to stand up was getting harder.
"We can't tell you that, princess," came the voice of a woman.
Kally scowled, "Can I have a seat?" she asked.
As her eyes adjusted to the light she saw a young man look up at who she recognised as the scruffy man. The older man nodded and the younger hurried from the room. Soon to return with a plain wooden chair.
"Happy?" the woman asked, not kindly.
"Actually, yes," Kally said, getting an angry sneer from the woman, who Kally noticed to be older than she sounded, at least in her mid-forties.
The woman turned and left the room, muttering something under her breath.
The scruffy man looked at his younger. "Take care of her, Zephen," He told him and left also, closing the door behind himself.
The young man, Zephen, pulled something from his pocket. "Lumos," he whispered and a beam of light lit the room.
"How did I get here?" Kally asked, leaning into her chair.
"Marek brought you," Zephen told her.
"That man?" Kally asked, indicating the door.
Zephen nodded.
This question had been rolling in her mind since she first heard Marek mention the word Malfoy.
"You're a death eater, aren't you?"
Zephen looked at the floor, "How did you guess?"
"You're working for Malfoy."
Zephen looked up again. "You heard that?"
Kally nodded this time.
Zephen looked as though he was mentally kicking himself.
"Why does Draco want me?" She asked.
Zephen looked shocked. "How do you know its Draco?"
"Well it isn't Liam is it?" she mummbled, just so he could hear.
Zephen didn't answer her question.
"Does this have anything to do with the Daily Porphet article?" Kally asked, angrier with Tracie Kashan than she'd ever been in her life.
Zephen shrugged, "I don't know."
Kally gazed up at the moon. "The article isn't you true," she told him absently. "But no-one believes me."
She could feel Zephen looking at her.
"I'm sorry you have to be here," Zephen told her.
Kally looked at him. "You are?"
Zephen nodded, "If I could do anything, I would."
Kally was rather taken aback by this statement. "You would?"
Zephen grinned at her, something about that grin reminded her of someone.
"Have I met you before?" Kally asked.
Zephen avoided her eyes. "I better check on things," Zephen said quickly, walking to the door. "Do you want anything to eat?"
Kally nodded, "Sure," she muttered, but her mind was on things other than food. Like where she'd seen Zephen before. His name was rather rare, but she didn't recognise it. This was so confusing.
Zephen left the room, locking the door behind himself.
Kally slumped further into the chair, thinking about her day.
"How did today get so stuffed up?" she asked herself softly.
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Special Thankies:
To all my reviewers. If you wish to all be named it means it'll take me alot longer to get this chapter up, so I'm just gunna post it up.
Sorry if this is short, I'm in a bit of a rush to get to lunch.
Review and tell me truthfully what you want. Flames welcome, but you'll be wasting your time.
Thanks for reading,
-Thai, xox.
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Summary: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood have a daughter, and she's off to Hogwarts, naturally. Katie's become a famous quidditch player and Oliver's taken a high position in the Ministry. This is the life of Kalicia Wood, and how she lives in her mother's shadow.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Last time:
'This reporter is overly excited to inform you all that Kalicia Wood has become pregnant, with none other than the child of Liam Malfoy...'
"What?!" Kally burst out, she didn't even want to continue reading.
A thought suddenly struck her. How many people were going to read this? How many people got the Daily Prophet? How many students got the Daily Prophet? How long would it take for this bull shit to reach Liam? Or worse, Tareq?
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Chapter Eight: Zephen.
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"She's what!" Her father's roar echoed through the ward. Kally looked up at the door as it swung open, her mother exiting in a hurry.
"Kally, quick, it's a miracle; He's awake," Katie told her daughter, stating the obvious.
Kally's face lit up, although she hesitated entering the room. It was a few days after the article had come out, and Kally had been avoiding her mother since then, not exactly wanting to discuss it. She just hoped her mother hadn't seen it, unfortunately hospital gossip was faster than she thought.
Kally entered the room after a slight push from her mother. She hesitated again once inside then rushed over to her father.
"Dad, you're okay, I was so worried."
Oliver almost threw her off him.
"What is this?" He spat, dropping the Daily Prophet on the bed.
"A newspaper," she said, pretending to play stupid.
"Kalicia! Did you think we wouldn't see it?" Katie asked.
Kally sighed. "It's not true, she just hated me because I wouldn't tell her about Dad," Kally told them.
"How can we know you aren't lying to us?" Katie asked, crossing to her husband's side.
"I'll take a truth potion, please, why don't you believe me?" She asked, her voice straining in the effect to hold back tears.
How could her own parents not believe her? She rarely lied to them, and never about anything so big and terrible.
"And Liam Malfoy, that boy is trouble, he'll be just like his father one day."
"No, he's not!" Kally burst out accidentally. "he's nothing like his father."
"And I suppose you know Draco Malfoy just so well," Oliver said coldly.
Kally scowled, "I don't need to take this. Fine, if you don't believe me, I don't care. I'm out of here," she turned on her heel and stormed to the door, throwing it open, ignoring her parents angry calls.
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Kally stood outside St. Mungo's, hands over her chest as she scowled at the bitumen she stood on. These last few days were getting a little too much to handle. She didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, not with the trouble that should be going on between Liam and Tareq. Where was she to go? She couldn't go home, not wanting to take the chance that he parents will go back there soon. What could she do?
Suddenly the sound of footsteps broke her concentration and she looked up to see who they belonged to.
A scruffy-haired man with a black robe entered the light outside the hospital.
He grinned at her. "Kalicia, i presume?"
Kally took a step backwards. "Who wants to know?"
The man's grin grew wider. "You'll soon know, little lady," he said, raising a hand.
Kally's eyes darted to the hand, it held a wand.
Her own hand immediately flew down into her pocket to reach for her wand. Her hand closed around her own wand when she heard the faint words: "Stupefy."
Everything went black.
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The first thing Kally felt when she awoke was the tight clasp of ropes binding her hands behind her back. 'What now?' She thought, almost too scared to open her eyes, afraid of what she'd see.
She took a deep breath and opened them slowly. The room was faintly dark, it must be night time. She looked around to see something, but only found a barred window.
'Where the hell am I?' she thought, gazing at the window.
A half moon was high in the sky, the only light which entered the room, not including the tiny slit close to the ground, across from her; This she took to be the bottom of a door.
She almost gasped when she heard a voice behind the door. It was a male voice, most probably young.
"Why is it they want her?" He asked, which led Kally to believe there was either someone with him or he was on a muggle phone.
The earlier explanation was proved when she heard a second voice, which she recognised as the voice of the scruffy-haired man.
"Not a clue, Malfoy just wanted me to get her."
'Malfoy?' Kally's mind ticked over. 'It couldn't be Liam, or she wouldn't be tied. It had to be Draco, that bastard.'
Suddenly the door swung open, making Kally blink in the light.
"What do you want?" Kally asked when she could see the outline of three figures in the light.
A man laughed, hard.
"Relax child, we're just doing as we were instructed."
"Which is?" Kally asked, leaning against the wall. The effort to stand up was getting harder.
"We can't tell you that, princess," came the voice of a woman.
Kally scowled, "Can I have a seat?" she asked.
As her eyes adjusted to the light she saw a young man look up at who she recognised as the scruffy man. The older man nodded and the younger hurried from the room. Soon to return with a plain wooden chair.
"Happy?" the woman asked, not kindly.
"Actually, yes," Kally said, getting an angry sneer from the woman, who Kally noticed to be older than she sounded, at least in her mid-forties.
The woman turned and left the room, muttering something under her breath.
The scruffy man looked at his younger. "Take care of her, Zephen," He told him and left also, closing the door behind himself.
The young man, Zephen, pulled something from his pocket. "Lumos," he whispered and a beam of light lit the room.
"How did I get here?" Kally asked, leaning into her chair.
"Marek brought you," Zephen told her.
"That man?" Kally asked, indicating the door.
Zephen nodded.
This question had been rolling in her mind since she first heard Marek mention the word Malfoy.
"You're a death eater, aren't you?"
Zephen looked at the floor, "How did you guess?"
"You're working for Malfoy."
Zephen looked up again. "You heard that?"
Kally nodded this time.
Zephen looked as though he was mentally kicking himself.
"Why does Draco want me?" She asked.
Zephen looked shocked. "How do you know its Draco?"
"Well it isn't Liam is it?" she mummbled, just so he could hear.
Zephen didn't answer her question.
"Does this have anything to do with the Daily Porphet article?" Kally asked, angrier with Tracie Kashan than she'd ever been in her life.
Zephen shrugged, "I don't know."
Kally gazed up at the moon. "The article isn't you true," she told him absently. "But no-one believes me."
She could feel Zephen looking at her.
"I'm sorry you have to be here," Zephen told her.
Kally looked at him. "You are?"
Zephen nodded, "If I could do anything, I would."
Kally was rather taken aback by this statement. "You would?"
Zephen grinned at her, something about that grin reminded her of someone.
"Have I met you before?" Kally asked.
Zephen avoided her eyes. "I better check on things," Zephen said quickly, walking to the door. "Do you want anything to eat?"
Kally nodded, "Sure," she muttered, but her mind was on things other than food. Like where she'd seen Zephen before. His name was rather rare, but she didn't recognise it. This was so confusing.
Zephen left the room, locking the door behind himself.
Kally slumped further into the chair, thinking about her day.
"How did today get so stuffed up?" she asked herself softly.
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Special Thankies:
To all my reviewers. If you wish to all be named it means it'll take me alot longer to get this chapter up, so I'm just gunna post it up.
Sorry if this is short, I'm in a bit of a rush to get to lunch.
Review and tell me truthfully what you want. Flames welcome, but you'll be wasting your time.
Thanks for reading,
-Thai, xox.