Everlast
Disclaimer: Harry, Draco, Ginny and Hermione are J.K.'s Property. The rest... they belong to my cousin, friends and local telenovelas here in the Philippines.
A/N: Surprise! Surprise!! It's me again..... this, I think is the shortest chappie yet.... (didn't Have much time.) but I still hope you like it. the arguments are kinda lame so bear with it! Review!!! Please and Thank you!
Chapter 7
Handling Problems
Malfoy heard his footsteps.
He smirked. The golden boy was angry.
He continued staring at the stars. Noting the one, which shined the brightest.
The door leading to the deck banged open.
"Malfoy." whispered Harry.
"Careful. You don't want the glass to break, don't you? It would cost you a lot." said Draco, not bothering to turn his silver head and look at the man who stood behind him.
"Aren't you even going to ask where you daughter is?"
"I am. Where is she?"
"She doesn't want to go back." said Harry, silently.
Draco slowly stood up and turned to look at the dark haired boy, and spoke. His voice steady."Bring her home."
"She is home. Believe it or not. She spends more time with us than with you."
"Just bring her to me. I need to clear things up with her."
"And what will you do if she chose not to understand you? Torture her? Hex her?"
"I'm not like that." He said through gritted teeth. "I'm not like my father. I don't lay even as much a finger on her skin."
"If the girl doesn't want to go back to you. I'm not forcing her to."
"You're taking her—away from me?"
"It needs to be done."
"Things got out of my hands. It spun out of my control."
"Then why didn't you ask me for help?"
"I thought I could deal with it."
"That's the problem with you." Harry shouted, "You keep it all here!" he said jabbing his finger on Draco's chest. "When things start to get nasty, you're too proud to ask for help. Look at what happened? You lost Hermione. Now you're losing her only daughter."
"Leave her out of this! How dare you accuse me of her death? It wasn't my fault!" Draco bellowed. "I may have entrusted you Althea, but I'm still her father, and I've got hold of her. She'll come home whenever I want."
"I can't hand her over to you."
"And why not?"
"She needs to understand first and she won't listen to you."
"Are you telling me, That—"
"You need to tell me the whole thing."
Sydney jerked awake. She was seating on the wooden chair near the telephone all day.
She must have dozed off.
She grabbed the phone, and shook her head awake.
"Hello?"
"Is this Sydney Harper?"
"Yes. I—is something wrong with my father?"
She could hear the beeps of the hospital paging system in the background. The frantic shouts, the wailing and the shuffling of papers.
"Yes." A pause. Sydney was shaking. "We would like to see you personally."
"I—I'll be ...there.." She said softly, placing the receiver down.
Tears were brimming. This was too much of a 13 year old kid to handle. But she needed to be strong.
She stood up and shakily went to the living room. Official looking papers were scattered on the floor, she dropped to her knees and started piling them.
Yesterday she found out that her father had applied insurance to all of them and when her mother died. They did receive some amount of money, which her dad, according to the last will and testament of her mom, placed half of it on her name in a bank account. The other half was placed in a Gringotts vault. She later found out that she couldn't break in the account until she was 17. After shifting through more dusty old papers. She found what she was looking for, her dad's health insurance.
She quickly grabbed all the necessary papers and took her coat and ran out of the house.
Draco entered the guest room. He looked back out and saw Harry talking to Ginny in hushed tones. Ginny was shaking her head and gesturing wildly towards the door.
Harry was trying to calm her down.
They have decided that Althea wasn't ready for what happened. Even though Potter wasn't that happy about the idea at first, he agreed with it in the end.
Draco walked quietly towards the sleeping figure of his daughter. He lovingly stroked her hair. "I'm sorry I had to do this. But it would be better this way." After kissing her forehead, he pulled out her wand and whispered obliviate
Tiny wisps of magic shot out of his wand and encircled the girl's head.
She gently opened her eyes and sleepily looked around the room.
Draco quickly stuffed his wand back inside his coat.
"Daddy?"
"Yes, baby?" Draco sat down on the bed beside her. She slowly sat up and looked around the room.
"How did I get here?"
"Well, let's see." Draco began, hugging her daughter close. "I found you asleep in the bushes, near your mother's grave. So I brought you here, in your Godfather's house, because it's much nearer."
"Oh... Thanks." She replied, yawning.
"Thea? Baby?" the girl peered up and looked at her father's handsome face. "I'm sorry that I didn't bring you there any sooner.... You're growing up to be a fine young lady." He said stroking her hair.
"That's ok, Dad... and Dad? I love you too."
A/N: I just had to add a father daughter moment there, hope it wasn't too chessy.
dracodolenz: thanks... by the way what is betaing?? You might think that I'm an idiot, but what do beta readers do?
C.C.: don't worry! I will! Maybe after she graduates...thanks!
lilypearl: aww...shucks...stares at the floor, blushing furiously 5 stars?? Ahem I would like to thank all those people who helped me::sniff:: You love me! You really really love me!!!
JellyBean032888: hah and I thought, I was the most emotional person! Did you know I cried over the Lizzie Mcguire movie and the last episode? And the pokemon movie?
lol: hey thanks!!! I'm really glad that you liked this.
Again pls review!!! Love you guys so much!! Oh and I'm planning of writing another fic, it would be like a, choose your own scenario. Like at the end of each chap I'll ask you to pick a choice, which will then lead into another new chap. What you choose will affect the ending. Tell me if it sounds ok!!
aims