By: PeachDancer82
Pairing: HP/DM, others
Rating: R (This is done b/c the later chapters will definitely earn it)
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and places belong to J.K. Rowling. Scholastic, Warner Bros, and all of that other legal jive. Please don't sue I'm broke, really I am! However if I could I take Draco and lock him up so I could totally ravish him. However as it is I can't so…
Summary: The same day as chapters one - four. Once again this is Draco's POV This is the end to the veela part of our story for now after this is on to Hogwarts Draco and Harry's first meeting after the initiation.
A/N: Yea I haven't been diligent in updating and I apologize to all the fans of this story Unfortunately RL takes precedence as much as I would love to fully indulge in the world of HP 24/7 it doesn't pay the bills or study for me. But, I will try harder. Thanks to those of you who e-mailed me regarding updating though.
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Chapter 5: The Initiation Rite
Draco hurried up the stairs that led to the royal's private wing of the palace. He passed an extremely ornate set of doors that led to his grandparents quarters which were guarded by a twin set of stone dragons. Turning the corner Draco slowed his pace as he panted slightly. He stopped when he reached the heavy oak doors that led to his parents set of rooms. He was still sharing his parents quarters and would do so until he himself bonded and started his own family but he didn't mind. Draco lifted his hand and stretched it out towards the door and within seconds a faint light was emitted as his magic was identified by the wards and the door swung open and Draco swept into the foyer.
The brilliance of the white in the room had an airy, heavenly feel. The four marble pillars, which were in even intervals around the rounded room, had an archway in-between them that led to different areas of the Crown Princess's rooms. To the left led to his parents private quarters and to the right led to his. Instead of turning to his room Draco walked through the middle archway that was directly in front of him. Walking through the parlor and library Draco headed directly to the veranda. The three French style doors that led outside were already open and the lace curtains were billowing in the breeze. Draco found his parents locked in a tight embrace passionately kissing and enjoying each other's company. Draco however, not being at all disgusted by his parents lack of discretion, made his way around a coffee table and with the grace of a veela flopped down onto one of the chaise lounges.
Dramatically groaning and flinging his arm over his head Draco leaned back steadying his breathing. Narcissa and Lucius not breaking their embrace abruptly stopped kissing to look at their son.
"Don't stop on account of me, I'm just going to quietly sit here and have a panic attack," waving his other hand in a dismissive gesture, kept his eyes covered with his other arm. "Just continue I'm sure it'll pass without any parental intervention"
Rolling their eye's at Draco's antics the two Veela stepped out of each other's embrace and walked over to where their son was seated. Lucius walked behind the lounge chair and leaned over the side as he looked down at his son. Narcissa went to stand in front of her son "And just what are you having this alleged attack for," His mother asked him as she squatted down and reached out to tuck a strand of white blond hair behind her son's ears. "You really do have nothing to worry about you know, You've studied non stop all summer and even Largos says you took easily to the texts."
Pulling his arm away from his eyes he affectionately smirked at his mother, "I know mamu that's what I told you this morning, remember?"
Smiling at her son as she recollected their conversation form earlier that morning, "Yes I suppose you did and haughtily at that."
"Well that's Draco," Lucius said as he ruffled his son's hair. Draco tuned his head and mock glared at his father as his mother smooth the offended hairs back in place. Laughing Lucius just raised his brows, "Boy watch that glare, who do you think taught it to you?" Once again messing up the locks, he jumped back as Draco tried to reciprocate the 'favor'. Growling lightly Draco glared once more as his mother tried to smooth his hair back down only to have his father disturb it again and laugh as Draco tried to escape his mother's attentions and attack his father at the same time.
Lightly smacking her husband's arm as he tried to ruffle the hair once more, Narcissa tried to wrap her arms around her son in a protective manner Draco laughingly dodged his fathers unsuccessful attack, "Luc, Leave him be, you're provoking him." Childishly sticking his tongue out at is father at his mother chastising him he leaned into his mother's embrace indulging in her ministrations. He may have idealized his father and emulated him beyond reprieve but he adored his mother and her him. Their relationship was an unconditionally, loving and physically affectionate. Not always around his mother as much as in the past, he rarely got the opportunity to just submit to her attentions. And being seventeen he really hadn't given her the opportunity in a long while. However, given his state and the circumstances of the upcoming events, he was making an exception and childishly indulging his mother and submitted to her attentions. Narcissa in turn was readily taking advantage of the opportunity and nuzzling her son softly.
"Alright Cissy, don't smoother the boy" Lucius said incredulously at the pair, "He's going to get his inheritance today for Merlin's sake, don't you think it's high time you stop the babying?"
"Well he'll always be my baby," Narcissa replied as she held on tighter, "My only baby…" the crown princess trailed off with a hint of despair in her voice.
Hearing his mother's tone and forgetting his own problems Draco turned and extracted himself from his mother's grasp and kissed her temple and switching their places and pulling her into a tight protective embrace "Don't worry Muma you'll have hordes of babies soon." It was well known fact that the Crown Princess had always wanted a lot of children but due to a mutated strain of the muggle flu during her pregnancy with the Prince, Narcissa was unable to have anymore children. She would every so often get in a depressed mood especially when she thought about her not being able to have produced a female heir. It had happened so often in Draco's early childhood that as a little boy sensing his mother's moods he'd always comfort her by saying he and his mate would bare her heir for her and give her lots of grandchildren.
Draco nuzzled his mother's neck as Lucius looked on. He smiled at his son, his heir, and knew he'd done a wonderful job at raising him. Patting his wife's arm lightly he stood up and moved to let the two have their moment. He turned at the door of the veranda and his heart swelled up with pride and love. Still smiling, he walked out of the veranda.
Draco watched his father leave and seeing the look of pride in his eyes felt his heart tighten and kissed his mother's temple again "I'll be bonding soon," Draco continued rocking his mother's form, "and my mate and I will give you lots of grandchildren. Narcissa pulled back a little bit locking her crystal blue eyes with his silver she reached up to cup her son's cheek with her hand smiling at her baby. Draco smiled back and took her hand in his and kissed her palm, not breaking eye contact "We'll produce your heir for you. I promise you that." Narcissa smiled tears welling up in her eyes at her son's sincere declaration one that was made so many times over the years.
"I know my dragon, I know." One single tear escaped her eye and Draco leaned down and kissed it away. Narcissa sighed contently always feeling better when Draco was there. She closed her eyes as Draco continued to rock her gently in his arms. She may not of had produced the female heir for the kingdom but the 'Malfoy' heir was more than a wonderful consolation and she had no doubt that whoever his mate was they would produce exquisite children. The two sat in each other's arms letting the breeze of the late afternoon blow over them and watched the birds fly over the garden courtyard that was just below their balcony.
When Lucius can back a half-hour later he found the pair still in each other's arms. He walked up to the chaise and the sight of his mate and heir laying serenely with their eyes closed basking in the late afternoon sun with the breeze whipping stray strands of hair across their faces. Lucius thank the gods for blessing him with such a wonderful family. The picture that Narcissa and Draco made lying there was serene and beautiful and Lucius knew he was lucky to have gotten out from under Voldemort in time so as to not to have lost all that he loved. While he was musing Draco opened his eyes roused from the light sleep he'd fallen into and looked at his father. He and Lucius locked eyes for a moment, an unspoken message flying between them. After a moment Lucius broke the moment "I've ordered up the food, we really should eat now, it's almost time to get ready to leave."
Draco nodded "Muma." He gently shook his mother attempting rouse her from the light doze she had fallen into. "Muma, the food's here."
"Hmmm?" Narcissa's eyes fluttered opened as she languidly stretched her arms and arched her back, suddenly stopping in mid stretch and abruptly sitting up her eye's wide "Oh no, did I fall asleep?" She swiftly got up from the chair and started to walk briskly to the doors of the veranda " I didn't order the food or pick up your robes for tonight form the tailor yet." Shaking her head she didn't see the looks her husband and son were giving her as she continued to murmur to her self "Oh Dear, Lucius needed me to order him a new pair of sandals… "
The Crown Princess was caught off abruptly as Lucius caught her around the waist just before she walked through the door. Pulling her to him in an embrace "Cissy, don't worry so much I've taken care of everything."
Looking at her mate she leaned back looking into his amused face "Oh." Furrowing her brows incredulously "You picked up your sandals and Draconis's robes?"
Smiling at his wife's flustered appearance "Yes and I've had the food brought up as well"
"I see," Taking a deep breath and exhaling she kissed her mate's nose and dislodged herself from his hold, "well then let's eat. We don't want to be late." With that she swept out of the room and made her way to the parlor.
The two remaining veela looked at each other and burst out laughing. Draco stood up and walked over to the doorway where his father was still standing trying to reign in his own laughter. Lucius clapped his son's shoulder and putting his arm around the younger man the two followed the Princess. They were still chuckling companionably when they made there way to the dinning area that was just off the parlor. The little nook served as a makeshift dinning room for quick meals when going to the main dinning room would be pointless. The small oak table was covered in a light dinner consisting of salad, fish lanola bread and coccas. Narcissa was already sitting at the table being served by a servant when the two walked in. Lucius and Draco took their seats around the table as the servant bowed slightly and began to serve them as well. When their plates were full the servant left and the three began to eat. Draco picked at his food, suddenly remembering the anxious feeling he'd had earlier.
Narcissa noticed her son's distracted behavior tapped his husband's arm getting his attention and gestured to their son "Le asa, tonto por cue? (1) You never did tell us."
Sighing Draco laid down his fork and leaned back in his chair, his parents watching him expectantly. "Nothing really I was just thinking." He closed his eyes trying to still his suddenly racing heart. "You know Del bonded, his mate coming to the Barooc tonight."
Narcissa let out an uncharacteristic squeal as Lucius smiled "Really, little Delion found his mate?"
"Who is it, oh this is just wonderful." Narcissa cried, "I assume she's a witch."
"Yea he met her at school." Draco ran both his hands through his hair, " I've been thinking about it all morning and I have no clue as to who my mate will be. I mean you're supposed to have some clue, some sort of pull towards this person right?" Draco had a look of desperation on his face as he pleadingly looked at his parents for some sort of consolation, "I mean, what if my mate lives in the Americas or somewhere like that What if I don't find them What if…"
Lucius put his hand on one of his son's arms which Draco had been gesturing with wildly "Draco, Calm down focus on one thing at a time, Right now just focus on the ceremony okay? You'll find your mate eventually."
"I know but look at Pagas she's five years into her inheritance and she's yet to bond."
" And she's no worse for ware is she?"
"No…but, I mean what if I go crazy or something?"
Tutting at her son's dramatics Narcissa got up and walked to where Draco was sitting leaning down to hug him from behind. "Le pette Draconis, you know that is just a myth, you won't go mad if you don't find your mate immediately. The only way you will have any problems is if you initiate the bonding rite and not follow through, you know this."
Sighing again Draco leaned back into his mother's embrace "I know it's just a little scary you know. I know there's nothing wrong with Pagas, but I sometimes wonder if she's lonely and Delion, he acts so different when he even thinks about his mate, I just not sure if I'm ready for that yet either you know?"
"You worry too much Dragon," Lucius chimed in as he downed his tea, "You'll be fine number one you're Malfoy, you need to keep your head. Besides life doesn't get harder when you find your mate it gets easier." Waving his hand over the table, he cleared the table of the food dishes leaving the tea. Refilling his cup from the pot he leaned back and looked at his son over the rim of his raised cup, "You'll find your classes should come much easier, in fact magic in general will be easier. You'll share magic with your mate as well as when the bond gets stronger, depending on your mates power levels you'll be able to share feelings and thoughts. Its really quite remarkable" Taking a sip he continued, "So don't worry you'll be fine."
"I suppose your right," Draco sighed. He picked up his cup up from its saucer and started fiddling with it.
Scoffing playfully, "Of course I'm right when am I ever wrong"
Blowing out a breath Narcissa stood up and patted her son's shoulder, "Well we'll not answer that one." She summoned the pot of tea so it slid across the table and picked it up, stilling Draco's hand so he put the cup back on the saucer she poured him a cup of tea. "Now drink up Draconis you didn't eat much, and I won't pester you but you need something in your stomach."
Picking up the cup Draco reached over the table picking up the sugar and placed two cubes into his cup. Narcissa then poured a little cream in his cup and Draco began to absentmindedly sip it. "Listen Dragon," Lucius began seeing his soon still tense, "we all feel slightly apprehensive when it comes to the ceremony and rite but we all go through it." Draco was about to interrupt when Lucius held up his hand and continued, "No no let me finish, we all go through it, eventually, so no need to worry about it." Lucius got up from his chair and walked over to his son and wife kneeling in front of his son and reaching up to pull Draco's face towards him, "Just concentrate on tonight and remember we're all proud of you and love you very much." Draco sighed and nodded and drunk the rest of his tea. His mother took it from him and began dissipating all the rest of the left over dishes. "You'll be fine," Lucius continued as his stood up and patting his son's shoulder. Draco got up as well and stretched his arms over his head. Still looking at his son Lucius reaffirmed "Both now and later, you'll see it will all work out in the end"
"I know Father," Draco being the same height as his father now was at eye level when he shyly smiled a half crooked smile and looking at his mother coyly, "after all you are always right."
Smirking, Lucius looked sideways at is wife who had a very affronted look. Mock glaring Narccisa sent a jinx in the direction of her son who reflexively sidestepped it and dashed out of the room laughing.
Draco stepped into his room as the door closed behind him, Taking off his crown and tossing onto a chair that was alongside the wall he then unclasped the clock from his shoulders and pulled it off and placing it on top of his crown. He crossed the length of the room towards his adjoined bathroom. Crossing the threshold into the room with is silver and white finishes he looked into the mirror. He took in his appearance, looking closely at all the differences that were attributed to the chemical changes taking place. His hair was lighter in color and more full. His skin was still alabaster white had a light tinge to it from the dancing he'd done in central although veela never tanned so it would be gone within the hour, leaving behind an ethereal glow. His height, after in the recent years being the shortest, had finally caught up with everyone else. The new height gave him that lithe look that was attributed to the veela. Overall he was pleased at his reflection and waving his hand in the direction of the standing shower in the corner, the water begin to fall.
Draco then proceeded to remove the remaining articles of clothing, almost slipping when his tunic caught on his sandal. "Damn," he bent down to untangle the garment from the clasp. Finally disentangling himself and discarding the offending tunic in a corner along with his shoes Draco crossed the room to his shower. Steeping into the shower Draco adjusted the knobs making the water a little less hot, Draco let the torrent of warm water cascade down his body relaxing the tension in his muscles. Reaching for the glass bottle of body gel Draco unstopped the decanter's top placing it on one of the ledges. Grabbing the dried out sea sponge he used as a loafer he poured the contents out on to it and began to massage the sponge until lather built up.
Placing the sponge on his chest, Draco rubbed the soap along his heated skin. It was getting closer to twilight and apparently the impending release of his full inheritance seamed to have triggered an effect on his innate veela magic, he noticed his body seamed to be unusually sensitive. The flow of warm slipped silkily down his torso and legs gathering in droplets on the follicles of his neither regions, running a hand sensually over his body Draco shuddered slightly as water coupled with the gentle pressure of rubbing. put his senses in an overactive state of responsiveness. His breath hitched at the uninitiated arousal he found himself growing as he reached his penis. Lightly gliding over the length with his sponge Draco let out a soft moan.
Breathing deep, the young veela bent down to wash his legs, his hardness bumping his stomach. Standing up again he let the water wash away the soap. "Oh." The water was dripping beautifully on his cock sending shock waves of pleasure through his body. He knew this would happen eventually, his body hypersensitive and easily aroused, however he didn't know it would be this good. Abandoning all modest retrain he firmly grasped himself and slid his hand slowly over his shaft savoring the shocks of pleasure that ran up and down his entire frame. He leaned his forehead against the shower wall and pumped steadily "Oh Gods". He slid a finger across the head and rolled his eyes back, it was almost unbearable. Speeding up his pace, Draco groaned. His slick, member hardened and weeping, jumped. He began to fondle his balls with the other hand, rolling them, the slickness of the soap giving it that just right feeling, as he pumped harder. "Sweet Merlin, Yesssss." Closing his eyes as stars seemingly flashed in his mind's eye Draco let out another unintelligible scream as he came hard, his seed jetting out in fast pulses. Riding his orgasm Draco focused on a color that appeared in his mind as he rode the currents of ecstasy, green, deep tantalizing emerald green…eyes. Draco let out one last moan as he shuddered through completion.
Panting in ragged breaths Draco stood leaning again the wall has his body reeled from the force of the orgasm. He contemplated what he subconsciously saw in the height of his passion, he never had an arousal or orgasm that was totally uninitiated, maybe seeing different colors were part of it. He'd have to look it up; he definitely wasn't asking his parents. Blowing out a hard breath, Draco shook his head and started to rinse the rest of the soap off his body, he was running late.
Turning of the water with another wave of his hand Draco stepped out of the shower. After reaching for a towel that was hanging on the wall he began to dry himself off. Wrapping the towel around his waist after the excess water was removed from his body he walked over to the mirror. Looking over the rows of body products that were neatly laid out on the counter Draco picked up a decanter of body oil, removing the stopper and placing it on the counter, he tipped the contents into his palm. Setting the oil down, Draco began to leisurely message the oil into his skin, it smelled of fresh rain and sunshine. After he'd applied it all over his body he wiped the surplus off with towel. Gazing into the mirror, Draco reached for a jar that was near the body oil. Draco opened it and scooped up a leisure amount and applied it to his jaw and neckline, the cream was a hair dissolvent, he wasn't very fond of facial hair on himself. Leaving it on for a moment Draco grabbed another bottle and poured a little of the substance onto his head, immediately it foamed up. Placing the bottle back down Draco rubbed the foam throughout his hair, watching his hair automatically drying and shine. Shaking his head a little testing it, he removed his towel from his waist and wiped cream from his face. Standing back Draco surveyed his reflection. "Damn I look good," he said aloud.
"That you do dearie" the mirror replied.
Smirking Draco tossed the towel in the corner were his discarded clothes lay. The servants would get it later. Still high off the mind-blowing orgasm Draco sauntered out of the bathroom and into his room with a slight skip to his step. Coming upon his dresser Draco opened one of the top drawers. Taking out a pair of undergarments and pulling it on. The white garment tightly clung to his well-endowed form and was streamlined over his bum. Walking to the wardrobe where his mother apparently hung his ceremony robe on the outside door. Shaking his head he reached for the garment, taking the hanger flung it across his room so it landed on his bed.
He held up the garment, the thought running through his mind that it was really happening, he'd dreamed of the day he'd ware the Bato, the thin white material light and airy as Draco slipped it over his head letting the garment fall over his body. It was the same length as all of his veela robes and was similarly styled the only difference was the top half only had a slightly thick strip of material that crossed from his left shoulder to his right hip leaving his chest and back all but exposed. Adjusting the material so that it lay strait across his chest he fiddled with the silver family crest that served as a clasp on his hip making sure it was securely fastened. Summing his sandals from the bathroom, Draco charmed the crest back before he put them on tying the straps across his ankles and lower calves tightly. Standing up Draco walked over to the full-length mirror that was on the opposite wall of his wardrobe and admired the effect. Smiling at his reflection as the mirror let out a low whistle, Draco winked and headed for the door.
Closing the door behind him Draco turned to see his parents exiting their room. They were wearing their formal state tunics and having a hushed conversation. Catching snatches of it, Draco smirked at the mention of his name. Draco cleared his throat and Lucius and Narcissa hastily halted their conversation and turned to look at their son. Narcissia's breath caught at the sight of her son making her tear slightly and Lucius felt an overwhelming feeling tighten in his chest, catching in his throat.
"Oi me Velli(2)," Narcissa called out as she rushed forward to engulf her son in an emotional hug, "La asa me tu la vadu mo la pe(3)." Crying now Narcissa just petted he son's hair. Draco gave his father a pained look from underneath his mother's smothering embrace.
"Alright Cissy," Lucius took pity, finally able to talk himself, "You'll wrinkle his bato."
Stepping to the side Narcissa released her son from her embrace slightly with an arm still around her son 's shoulder as Draco encircled his mothers slender waist rubbing softly along her back as she tried to quite her sniffles "Me lna pomto la matu pela(4), he's just so beautiful."
"Walking towards his family Lucius wiped a tear from his mate's cheek. I know la asa, I know I am proud of him as well." Turning seriously to his son Lucius took in his form. Under the scrutiny Draco unconsciously stood straighter. Lucius thoughts were running rapidly through his head, while Narcissa wiped her tears on a handkerchief she'd conjured. Lucius at that moment couldn't think of a time when he'd been happier, his son was coming into his inheritance and becoming a man. Not one for tears and extreme physical displays he momentarily closed his eyes and nodded. Grasping his heir's shoulders he tried to convey his thoughts into words, "We, I… I am very proud of you Draconis," All though he loved his son he always steered clear of mushy emotional showdowns but he felt the need to express his feelings at that moment, needed to let his son really know how he personally felt. "You've succeed in reaching…and exceeding our, my expectations," Swallowing hard he continued. "I want you to know you have…are everything I could have wanted and I consider it an honor to be your father." He stopped silently trying to gather his thoughts on how to drive the point home, "I know I don't say this as much as I should and sometimes I criticize but you really are worthy of holding the Malfoy name, as is the family honored to call you Malfoy."
Draco just stood their all the while speechless and deeply touched buy his father's admission. He knew his Father loved him but sometimes when he went on about his lack of attention to his schooling and not applying himself at quiddich he always felt a little unworthy and dejected. But hearing those words from his father at that moment was indescribable, he couldn't even get his head wrapped around how much those words meant to him so he just smiled.
Lucius seeing his son smiling at him just smiled back, knowing his son understood. And knew. "Well," blowing out a breath, "enough with the emotional break downs. Lets get going shall we?"
Gathering herself together passing a hand over her face charming away the puffiness and tearstains. Narcissa once again was the composed Crown Princess "Yes let's," Turning to her son and kissing his forehead, she summoned his crown and placed it upon his head. Fixing a flyaway strand behind his ear she lightly cupped his cheek in her hand looking into Draco's eyes. They had no need for words. Patting his cheek Narcissa let her hand drop to her side. Smiling at her husband she grasped his hand, he squeezed it briefly returning her smile. Draco sighed and tying to lighten the mood his nerves already stating to shake again, "Well lets go get endowed" His father just lifted and eyebrow incredulously staring as his mother cuffed him upside the head. Draco just shrugged and rubbed the back of his head, "What?"
"You…" His mother started, "Just never mind" She walked to the door pulling Lucius along as the doors opened and strode out, and Draco, chuckling lightly followed his parents out into the hall.
The family walked along the back halls of the palace in silence, Draco walking between his parents. Narcissa and Lucius walked with all the regalness that befitted their station and class where as Draco had his head down watching his feet. Narcissa and Lucius would every so often cast somewhat worried glances towards their son but left him to himself, they knew he was just nervous. Upon reaching the doors that led outside the palace Narcissa put a hand on her son's shoulder "Mind your station Draconis." With that Draco lifted his head and squared his shoulders determined to take it all in stride as the three, royal veela crossed the threshold onto a bustling street, four inconspicuous guards following them.
Nodding every so often to the other veela who acknowledged their royal family with bows, The Malfoys made their way to the Amore Aldais. Upon reaching the temple they were immediately escorted to a side entrance by one of the guards. Upon entering they were greeted by a priestess "Et tu lamona, Your Highnesses," The priestess kissed Narcissa's hand as she curtsied.
"Lamon ma yu," The crown princess replied as the priestess stood. The priestess was making her greetings to the remaining two royals when a priest approach them. "Chaplain Quitas!" Narcissa jovially said as she was caught up in a hug, "Et tu Lamona."
"Lamon ma yu, Cissy Pamon to kue(5), "Chaplain Quitas had been the princess's tutor when she was a veeli. They had been very close and it had been to her, on one of their daily walks that they'd take, that he'd announced his affinity for the order. It was also her who'd given him advice to purse his desires. They still took those afternoon strolls occasionally
Mon, lu simon(6) Quitas," Narcissa replied as she released her mentor.
Quitas as he turned towards Draco "Ah, and how's the little prince?" Draco merely shrugged really starting to feel his lunch starting to come up from the nerves The chaplain gave him a sympathetic smile and patted him on his shoulder "But your not so little any more are you, as of tonight you'll be a full fledged veela."
Draco swallowed audibly and weakly smiled. He could sense a mild panic attack coming on, not as sure now that the moment was really and truly here as the Minister went on to greet his father. The adults began to drone on about the occasion making Draco nerves began to slowly begin to unravel at the edges. The little group entered the temple and strolled through a passageway that passed a door that led to the main temple room. To his misfortune Draco looked in and noticed it was already about two-thirds full and more people filing in. Swallowing hard Draco quickly diverted his gaze as he hurriedly caught up with the entourage; it was all Draco could do to put one foot in front of the other. 'Sweet Goddess, help me now!"
As they came upon an ornate set of doors a little ways off the main part of the temple Draco could hear vaguely familiar voices filtering through. The chaplain opened the door and Draco and his parents were greeted to the sight of all their family as well as Draco's accolades talking casually in little groups around the room. Chaplain Quitas ushered them in as the guards stationed themselves outside the door, saying he'd see them in the main hall later leaving with the priestess so the Malfoys to could tend to their family and friends.
Narcissa pulled Lucius over to her parents who were sitting in a corner talking with Pagas. Draco's great-aunt Lucianda who was standing by the door gave them a wave "Et tu lamona, Malfoys," She then engulfed Draco in a hug and kissed his cheek. Her waist long white blond hair falling over him Although she was Draco's Grandmother's sister she was a couple of years younger than his father, due to a late age pregnancy. She had idolized his father when she was growing up and was very close to all of them. "Pamon to kue, little bear.
Coloring slightly at the nickname, Draco shot a glare at his cousin who had started to snicker, and returned the hug and kiss "Lu simon, Auntie a tu(7)?"
Lucianda released her great-nephew with a pat on the cheek "Pondisi, little bear, tes pondisi"(8), she replied as another woman holding the hand of a little girl about five walked up. The woman had the same length hair as his aunt and bright blue eyes that sparkled. She slipped an arm around Draco's aunt's waist and Lucianda turned her head and smiled at her mate as she picked up the little girl.
"Et tu lamona, Draconis" Leaning over the woman gave Draco a one armed hug and kiss, which he returned. "Ready for the festivities? "
"Lamon ma yu, Auntie Polyse, and yea I guess." She gave him an inquiring look as he pushed a lose strand of hair behind his ear "I just want to get it over with you know, I've been expecting it so long but now I nervous as Hades and just want it to be over."
"I understand," chuckling slightly as she patted Draco on his shoulder, "I think I didn't eat for the whole week before mine"
"Well we all know what happened before mine," Mikil spoke up as he engulfed Draco in a hug and kissed his cheek "Et Tu lamona cousin"
"Lamon ma yu, Mikil" Draco stood back and gave his cousin a once over, His blond hair was tied back in a pony tail were you could see his left ear was pierced several times with silver hoops. "Yes, how can anyone forget you threw up all over the chaplain." Raising an eyebrow at his cousin's recent acquired adornments, "and I see the Americas are agreeing with you?"
Mikil fingered his earrings and blushed, "yea I guess so."
"Et tu lamona, Dwaco," The little girl said from her mother's arms with a little lisp.
Draco smiled as he outstretched his arms to the little girl, she immediately climbed into his embrace, "Lamon ma yu, LaRosa, Pamon to kue?"
"I gweat Dwaco, I lost my tooth yesterday," LaRosa muffled answer came as she nuzzled her nose into Draco's neck.
"I see that," Draco smiled as he hugged her tightly. Closing his eyes he inhaled the scent of her hair, he loved the way she smelt all happy and bright with baby ointments. He pulled back so he could look into her eyes, "Are you going to the ceremony?"
"Oh dear havens no," His Aunt Polyse said with a chuckle, "she'd make too much of a racket. Her nanny's going to keep her here until the party," She gestured to another veela that was talking to the twins and Pagas in a corner. "She'll be at the party though, Lucy thought she'd be ok for that, though I still think she's too young yet."
"As it should be," Mikil said as here ruffled his sister's hair, "It's her cousin Dwakie's Barooc and she wanted to be apart of it."
"Yes well, we'll see. Come along darling lets go see auntie Cissy, I think she wants to talk to you."
Draco gave her an Eskimo kiss, "Be good Rosy so you can come to my party okay?" putting her down.
"Okay Dwaco," She blew a raspberry at her brother and giggled when Mikil gave her a playful swat on her behind as she took her mum's hand.
"Yea see you later squirt," Mikil joked at her as he turned to Draco, who was smiling at the little girl when she plopped into his mother's lap across the room. He watched as his mother's face lit up as she playfully tickled the girl whose peals of laughter carried around the room.
Draco turned his attention back to his other cousin leaning against the wall crossing his arms "Did you just get in, I didn't see you around earlier when we all met in central this afternoon."
"Yea I just rode in about two hours ago. Makaila was telling me about central when we got here." He had gone to California to work with a wild colony of Thestrals after he graduated from Dumstrung three years ago to. "Oh, and I brought a mare back with me, you have to come and see her, if you can. She's beautiful" Draco gave him an incredulous look. "Well its an acquired taste," he said with a shrug.
"I'm sure it is…" There was a knock on the door and Draco turned to answer it.
It was another priestess, "Your highness we're ready to begin"
Draco swallowed tightly and "Okay, thank you."
The priestess dipped in a quick curtsey "You're welcome," and walked back down the hall. Draco closed the door and leaned his forehead against the side of the door trying to control his breathing when he felt a tap on his shoulder
"Are you alright Draconis?" Someone whispered in his ear. Draco just nodded but kept his forehead against the door. "Are they ready for us?" Draco nodded again as he faced his grandmother, Queen Naditila, who had a worried look on her face, she pulled him into a hug "No worries little Dragon you'll do fine." Draco just nodded against her shoulder. With a pat on his back she released him and turned to the rest of the group who had stopped talking when they heard the knock "They are ready for us" Everyone started to get ready to leave when there was another knock at the door.
Draco's Grandfather, King Pramone, who was standing just behind his wife, opened the door. "Et tu lamona, Your Highness, I'm sorry I'm late," a silky voice carried into the room.
"Lamon ma yu, Cousin, no bother they just called us anyway, we were just about to leave," Pramone answered as he greeted the new arrival. He steeped back as to let the man step into the room.
"Et tu Lamona everyone, where's Draco?" The man said looking around the room nodding at everyone who in turn greeted him back as they started to file out the door.
"Right here Sev," Draco said as he stepped from behind his grandmother.
Severus Snape looked at his godson and smirked, pulling him into a hug, "You look like you father at his barooc"
"And I did look quite dashing didn't I," Lucius said walking up to the two men, "Nice to see you Sev you always did like to be fashionably late."
Snorting, Sev slapped his friend on the back as they walked out the door with Narcissa and Pagas who were whispering to each other. "More like amicably tardy, and fishing for compliments doesn't suit you old friend"
Lucius just puffed out his chest and flicked at an imaginary speck on his shoulder, "Who's fishing." Looking pointedly at the dark-haired man with a smirk, "I see you look the same as you did at my Barooc" Draco who was trying to concentrate on calming down while he walked between his Godfather and Father, glanced at Snape's veela tunic. His mother had insisted he come wearing formal veelian garbs instead of wizard robes.
Severus looked down at his white tunic and sandals with a pained expression, "Yes…decidedly uncomfortable," he dryly murmured.
"Sev, I was just joking," Lucius rolled his eyes, "you look fine, as you did then."
"Hmm" was his only commit as he turned his attention to Draco" You look a little pale Draco, do you need a calming potion, I brought one with me?"
"Oh, you did?" Draco said in a strained voice "yea I could use it." He rubbed the back of his neck with a slightly shaky hand wiping off the beads of sweat that were forming. Severus reached into a hidden pocket and pulled out a clear vial of blue liquid just as the group reached the door to the main temple hall. Hearing the throngs of voices that were filtering through Draco gulped back the entire contents in one go. Everyone watched as the prince closed his eyes and savored the taste of the sweet nectar as it traveled down his throat. Draco opened his eyes, steeling himself anew; handed the empty vial back to Severus. "Thanks"
The Potions Master nodded placing the container back into his pocket. Narcissa came to stand beside her son and place an arm around his shoulder for a quick hug. Nataldia just smiled, "Alright lets get started." Motioning for the adults to follow her. Once they had gone inside and the doors were closed, the twins, Pagas and Mikil gathered around Draco who had back himself against the wall looking at the ceiling.
Pagas lightly touched his arm "Do you need another potion?"
"No, I'm aright," Draco looked at his friends and smiled a little shyly. Just then they heard drums begin to play. The doors opened and Maliha and Makelia each gave Draco a kiss on the cheek and whispered good luck before the walked through. Pagas squeezed his hand lightly as her wings began to push out her back and with one last smile she entered the main hall. Mikil gave Draco a friendly punch on the shoulder and mouthed "Don't throw up" his wings pushed out his back as he walked away. Draco glared at his cousin's back as he waited for his cue to enter. His accolades would begin the Dance to call upon the Goddess with the priestess and towards the middle Draco would come out. It wasn't very long until Draco heard the change in beats that signaled it was time for his entrance.
Blowing out a breath and wiping his clammy palms on his tunic "Well this is it," Draco said aloud as the doors opened. For the second time that day Draco found him self totally engulfed in the pounding of drums. He walked into the hall with his head held up high and his shoulders squared. He looked over to his left and upon the stage was his family. The Queen and King sat upon thrones along with Narcissa and Lucius who set to the left of the Queen respectively. On the right of the King sat Draco's other Grandmother and her sister and her wife. Severus had a seat next to the Chaplain and High Priestess. Draco noticed that Severus was looking quite nervous, as he was currently looking sideways at one of the priestess that lined the wall warily as she flirted quite unabashedly. Draco smirked when he caught his godfather's eye he just glared and went back to guarding his person from the flustered veela. The horn's started blaring as he made his way to the circle the priestesses and accoydes were dancing in. The Hall was filled to capacity with a lot of the populace standing along the walls. Draco circled the circle of dancers four times, which symbolized the completion of Velciara and her four houses. As he was completing his fourth round Draco made out the faces of Delion and Prome who were sitting about three rows back he gave them a small smile as he saw Prome raise his hand which was intertwined with a girl next to him. There was a loud crash of a cymbal that signaled the horns stopped leaving the drums to pound a steady rhythm.
Draco stepped into the middle of the circle where there was an alter upon which were a dagger and chalice. The priestess halted their undulating dance as the fell to their knees and laid their heads to the ground in a semi-prostrated bow. Draco turned to see the Chaplain descending from the stage and making his way towards Draco. He stopped right next to Draco and kissed him on both cheeks (a/n: everything in italics will be spoken in the Veelian language until further notice)
"Let me be the first to welcome you on our journey" He turned Draco to face the crowd, and pushing him slightly down so he was kneeling. "Purge your senses, open your mind and reveal your heart to receive the blessing of your goddess." Draco bowed his head, as per instructions, in contemplation. Concentrating on purifying himself, he slowed his breathing and heart rate, letting his magic sustain him as he focused on becoming empty. It was a test on his resilience, stamina and endurance. This was the part Draco was the most nervous about, calling down the goddess. Draco's parents made their way down from the stage to join the accolades in a circle they had formed around Draco and the chaplain.
Turning to the audience the chaplain addressed them, " My fellow Veela welcome to the Barooc of Prince Draconis Malfoy, of the 1st house. In love we gather together to celebrate the coming of age of the youngest member of the royal family. "In love we pure our hearts in love we clear our mind In love we beg attendance oh Goddess hear our cries."
The chaplain began the chant as the audience quietly continued it, building up power with each stance. Turning towards Draco who still had his head bowed while he was kneeling before the altar chanting along with the audience. The drums quickened there beat with each stanza, using the music magic to build up additional power. Swirls of magic crackled throughout the hall as it gathered over the center of the circle directly over the altar and Draco.
The chaplain walked in front of the altar and picked up the chalice and dagger and lifted it up high into the air, the crowed seeing the signal finished the last stance and was quiet. Draco then cried out in a loud voice "IN LOVE I PURE MY HEART, IN LOVE I CLEAR MY MIND, IN LOVE I BEG ATENDANCE, OH GODDESS HEAR MY CRY."
The magic swirled around in a cyclone as the veela collectively held their breath awaiting the decision. Draco could feel panic start to rise but was quick to effectively push it away, 'I can do this, I'm worthy'. After about a half a minute the magic swirled in a tornado like roar and in a blink of an eye began to tunnel its way into Draco's body. Draco clenched his teeth as the magic push the very limit of his soul, engulfing every pore and overfilling him beyond capacity. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't pleasant either. Finally the sentient like magic sense what it needed and dissipated as it exited Draco's body to swirl around above him once more. Draco was glowing faintly as he stood; lifting his head with new resolve and a slight smile, he faced the chaplain.
"You have past the first test, In front of your queen, family and countrymen you are about to embark on the path to fulfilling your rite and receiving your inheritance." The chaplain extended the chalice and dagger to Draco who held out his both hands palms up, the chaplain placed the chalice in Draco's right hand holding the dagger. "Based on the first principle of the veela, How do you proceed on the path?"
Swallowing deeply Draco looked the chaplain in the eye "In love, I begin my journey."
The chaplain inclined his head in accent, gripping the dagger placed the tip onto his palm, pulling it across the skin of his left hand a red line appearing as the blood welled up. While he placed his hand over the chalice, letting the blood drip a little bit of the magic broke away from the swirl above them surrounding the chaplain, "I freely give you the blood and blessing of sect, may the goddess Aphrodite guide you." A blue tinted power surge was released from his hand and mixed with the blood. Draco leaned over and chastely kissed the chaplain the lips as he placed the dagger into Draco's right palm.
After receiving the dagger, Draco slowly walked the circle towards his parents who were to the left of the priest, Narcissa inclined her head and Lucius took the dagger from Draco. "For the second point of your journey, based on the second principle of the veela, where do you place your loyalties?"
Draco looked his father and mother in the eye, "In love, I pledge my self to the goddess, my house and family, and to my people the veela."
With pride clearly shining from her eyes Narcissa held out her hand so Lucius could cut along her lifeline. After he drew blood, he did the same to his palm. Lucius placed his hand over Narcissa's mingling their blood and magic, their hands began to glow as another swirl of the whirling magic broke away and surrounded the princess and her mate. Narcissa then placed her hand over the chalice, "We freely give you the blood and blessing of your family and the house of Sorona, may the goddess Aphrodite guide you."
Draco then kissed his mother and father as the dagger was placed back into his right palm. Draco walked counter-clockwise again a few steps to where Pagas was standing gripping the bottom of the chalice in his right palm and the dagger balancing on his left. . Pagas had let her wings retract after the dance and a light sheen of sweat glistened over her body, glowing as a swirl of magic surrounded her causing tunic rippling with the breeze. Pagas inclined her head as she took the dagger from Draco. "Form the second point of your journey, based on the third principle of the veela, How do you contrive to bring honor to the veela?"
Looking Pagas in the eye determinedly "In love, I pledge to uphold all the statues and codes bringing honor to the veela."
Pagas smiled and drew the dagger against her palm in a quick motion and placed her glowing hand over the chalice letting the mix of blood and magic drip, "I freely give you the blood and blessing of the house of Adonis, may the goddess Aphrodite guide you."
Draco leaned over to kiss her lips as the dagger was placed into his palm. Draco once again moved to his left around the circle. He was facing the audience now as he stopped in from of Maliha and Makelia. A swirl of magic engulfed the twins making their tunic swish against each other. Maliha then winked at Draco as she took the dragger from Draco, "For the fourth point of your journey, based on the fourth principle of the veela, How do you design to walk the path of life?"
Draco stood straighter, "In love the pride of the veela will always be in my heart and mind. I pledge to live life proud of the powers of my ancestors."
Smiling Maliha cut at her lifeline. Makelia also smiled at Draco as she gave her hand to her sister, who drew the dagger against her palm. She then placed her hand over her sister's letting their blood and magic intertwined, Makelia then placed her hand over the chalice, "We freely give you the blood and blessing of the house of Cupid, may the goddess Aphrodite guide you." It glowed blue with the power was emitted from her hand and she met Draco's lips in a kiss as Maliha placed the dagger back onto his right palm.
Kissing Maliha on the lips, Draco then made his way counter-clockwise once again to stand in front of Mikil, several stands of his hair had fallen loose from his ponytail blowing about around his face as a swirl of magic surrounded him. Inclining his head and inconspicuously wiggling his eyebrows at Draco, Mikil took the dagger from his cousin, "For the last point of your journey, based on the fifth principle of the veela, How do you vow to give tribute to the pursuit of happiness."
Blowing out a breath Draco glance past Mikil gazing out at the crowd, he caught Prome's eye, who smiled as he gave a little thumbs up sign. Looking back at Mikil, "In love I pledge to protect the ways of the veela, upholding liberty and living thoroughly."
Beaming at his cousin Mikil sliced along his palm at the lifeline and placed his hand over the chalice as the blue power surge was emitted, "I freely give you the blood and blessing of the house of Napal, may the goddess Aphrodite guide you." Leaning over to kiss his cousin as he placed the dagger onto Draco's hand, Mikil whispered "Good job".
Draco mouthed "Thanks" as he gripped the now full chalice. Turning around and walking back to the altar Draco placed the chalice onto the surface. He took the dagger and cut across his lifeline of his right hand palm. Placing the dagger onto the altar Draco placed his bleeding hand over the rim of the chalice letting the blood flow into the mixture. Raising the chalice above his head he allowed his voice so it carry across the temple, "In love, my life is given freely, my blood drawn willingly, my essence offered gladly I pledge myself to the goddess may she find me worthy and accept me into her fold."
The swirl of magic quickened over head as pulse of power streamed directly into the chalice. Draco began to rabidly take in breaths as the chalice warmed up. 'Almost done,' he chanted in his head. When the beam of power cut off Draco brought the chalice down and gazed into it, the mixture was now clear as water. Nervous Draco brought the cup to his lips and drank deeply. The chalice slipped from his fingers and landed with clatter on its side on top of the altar as Draco grabbed a hold of his stomach and began to breath deeply. The draught was like liquid ice traveling through his body. Closing his eyes Draco concentrated on the feeling as the cloud of magic slowly descended, engulfing Draco in a bubble.
Still reeling from the pain, Draco closed his eyes tightly trying to hold back the tears that threatened to escape. The bubble that encased him slowly began to lift his body into the air. The power cloud swirled, sending streams of magic surging in, out, around and through Draco as he floated. The process was transforming his essence, endowing him and unlocking the magnetic magic of the veela. The pressure built up to a point were Draco thought he couldn't hold back any longer, the chilling feeling of the draught and the power surge suddenly turned into a sharp pain between his shoulder blades. Draco choked back a sob as he began to sweat profusely. His back split open, blood and magic flowed in thin rivets down his back as two white wings began to emerge. When they finally unfolded they were awashed in blood, with swirls of magic trailing along the feathers.
Suddenly the pain and pressure stopped and the prince found himself reeling in orgasmic tremors. It coursed through his body like lightning until Draco rolled his eyes back in pleasure and moaned. His body started to glow as the magic that built up purified his soul and body dissipating the streams of blood that streamed down his back. As suddenly as it happened Draco found himself floating back down, as soon as he landed Draco collapsed onto the floor. The tremors slowly died down, leaving him gasping for breath as he tried to regain his equilibrium.
While Draco concentrated on breathing and flexing his newly formed wings, three priestess approached bringing a basin of water, platter and a towel. The first priestess collected the chalice and dagger and placed it on the platter as the second priestess dipped the towel into the basin and began to wipe the sweat from his brow and body. As soon as she finished, the three priestess retreated and Draco's parents walked up and help him to his feet. Swaying slightly Draco leaned heavily on his father, as the chaplain came to stand beside them. He gestured towards Draco and addressed the audience, "May I present your Prince, Draconis Eteinne Malfoy, Earl of Sorona."
The crowed burst out in a thunderous applause all hailing tier newly instated Prince. Still reeling from the whole ordeal Draco opened his eyes and smiled. 'He'd done it he'd completed the rite,' with that his smile grew. When the music started up again Narcissia and Lucis turned Draco around to face he queen who had stood up and walked down the stage to the floor and stood in front of her grandson, all on the temple quickly quieted. "Prince Draconis, I welcome you into the fold, may your years be long and your days be filled with love, congratulations." Leaning forward she kissed both his cheeks and stepped back. All three Malfoys bowed as she turned and made her way back up the stairs to her seat. The music then flared up again and as Draco was lead out of the temple the priestess beginning the post ritual thanksgiving dance
Walking through the corridors to the waiting room Draco realized his wings had retracted automatically which he assumed was due to his lack of strength to sustain them. He was exhausted and he leaned heavily on his father with Narcissa anxiously holding her son's hand. Upon arriving, his little cousin immediately accosted him and his parents when they opened the door, and in her childish enthusiasm barreled right into the Princess.
"Umuph," Landing square on her bottom, LaRosa looked through disheveled white blond curls into the slightly irritated eyes of Narcissa.
"Rosy, dear, Pondo las pandu tat me? (Is that the way we behave?)" The crown princess asked, as the girl's nursemaid came forward to help the little girl to her feet.
Properly chastise the little veela hung her head. "No, Auntie," giving a little sniffle she looked up once more, "la se (I'm sorry)"
The nanny, fearing the Princess was truly angry, stepped forward, "Your highness I…"
Lifting her hand to signal the flustered veela to stop she kept her gaze steadfast a little while longer, then shaking her head she gave her little niece a benevolent smile "mono lu (no worries), just be careful next time." LaRosa nodded, her blond curls bouncing shyly smiling as she saw Draco gave her a wink as he was led away to a lounge chaise his mother directed Lucius to place him on.
Walking over the crown princess kneeled down in front of Draco, brushing aside some stray hair she smiled, "How are you feeling?"
"Relived." As his father patted him on the shoulder Draco winced, "and sore."
Taking his hand away quickly, Lucius cleared his throat, "Well, that's to be expected. You've just have your back ripped open, that's not exactly painless and won't be for the first few times, but you did well. I couldn't be more proud."
"Thanks," Draco leaned back against the back of the chaise raising his feet when he saw out the corner of his eye his little cousin peering around her nursemaid at him, "Well come on then, aren't you going to congratulate me."
Hesitant about getting in the way again La Rosa shyly stepped around the veela, sticking her thumb in her mouth she ambled over. Narcissa, seeing that if was sort of her fault reached out an arm and gently took the little girl's hand and pulled her to her in a hug. Kissing the little girl's cheek she looked the little girl in the eye, "we just have to be careful, la asa, Draconis is a little tired but you can say hi."
Breaking out into a smile the veeli nodded, "Can I see you wings Dwaco?"
Lucuis chuckled as he walked around the chaise and seated himself in a nearby chair. Narcissa laughed as well as she released the little girl and stood up "It would be good to practice, go on, I'll be right back." She then turned around and walked out the door.
A little nervous, Draco looked at his father who nodded. Looking at his cousin, who's eyes were alight in idolized wonderment, he sat up and concentrated really hard, centering his magic inside himself. He felt the newly awoken veela magic begin to churn as a slight burning sensation under his shoulder blades began throb. As the tips of the wings emerged Draco concentration faltered slightly but steeling his resolved once again pushed until the tips of his wings swept the floor in back of the chair gracefully.
A loud round of applause was heard as he opened his eyes to the smiling faces of all his friends and family. They had all walked in to see Draco's first attempted to produce his wings. "Well done my boy," Draco's grandfather exclaimed as he walked up to him, "You made us all proud." Patting him on the head he turned around to face everyone "Now lets get to that party so we can really celebrate."
"Here here, some one shouted. As Draco stood up LaRosa slipped her hand into his and looking down he smiled and gave her hand a squeeze.
Narcissia, who had walked in while Draco was in mid transformation, smiled as she handed him a cup, "Here drank this, it's the Veelian restorative draught."
Gratefully taking the cup from his mother Draco drank the sweet nectar in one gulp. Handing the cup back to his mother, who placed in on a table. "Feel better?"
Draco nodded, the draught was almost instantaneous." Let's go."
With all of his strength restored Draco led his family through the corridors out into the street to the palace. The procession of royals, made for a fitting ending, as they paraded through the crowed on the street into the palace as the veela populace applauded once more.
The celebration was beyond extravagant. With the third street players performing, fun was had by all. The palace ballroom was decorated to the nines and, the swirls of magic that was released from all the participants had the room alight. Draco couldn't remember having more fun at anytime in his life.
One highlight of the evening occurred while he was talking with his godfather. Severus was saying something about one of the potions they'd invented during the war, when he felt an arm slip around his waist. Startled Severus looked around and came face to face with the priestess from the temple.
"Well hello tall, dark and handsome," she'd said seductively.
Wide eyed and bewildered Severus found himself being pulled into the throng of dancers as Draco waved with a mischievous smirk on his face. Draco didn't see his godfather after that and the celebration had gone on into the wee hours of the morning, ending with Draco stumbling into bed face first and asleep before his head hit the pillow, a smile softly gracing his face.
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Whew *cracking fingers* I know this took FOREVER to come out and once again I apologize. Junior year in college is a lot harder then I thought. But anyway I hope you enjoyed it, I loved writing it. I know it's a little long, and if you all think I should try to cut it down a little let me know. I know I'm long winded (believe me I had four more pages to this but decided to put it in the next chapter) but if it would make it easier to follow in shorter bursts let me know (I could try).
Um… translations are as follows:
1) My love, what is the matter?
2)Oh my baby
3)My love, you look so grown up, I don't want you to be.
4)I have no clue she's just rambling, you know motherly feelings and such
5)How have you been
6)Why, I've been great
7)and you
8)Wonderful, little bear, just wonderful
Huge OOOHugsOOO and XXXKissesXXX to everyone that reviewed.
I really appreciated it. Well until next time (Which should be out a lot sooner than this chapter was *blushing deeply*) []Deace, LOVE & HaPpInEsS