Author's Note: I am REALLY sorry for the long wait! I sort of ran out of ideas and I had to collect my thoughts. And then there was school... but anyway, I hope you like this chapter. Thanks to all of your reviews!

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Chapter 4: Thoughts of the Past

The dawning light peeked through the old rusty window and onto Draco's closed eyes. He felt the stinging heat and shifted his head, attempting to avoid the early sun. His eyes opened and the very first thing he saw was Cho's face. She was bronzed from being outside for far too long. It glowed against the sunbeams making her seem immortal.

Draco smirked at the sight before him, wondering anew how he could have ever ended up with such a stunning creature. He would never admit this, but when he gave Cho that promise ring almost five years in the past, he didn't expect her to accept right away. Being a smart Ravenclaw as she was, Draco expected her to respond with "I don't know. I really should think about this" or something along those lines. He was surprised, but obviously ecstatic of her decision.

Now they can be together with no one standing in their way. Hogwarts is in the past and the separate house expectations were no longer there; no stereotypical, prejudice attitudes surrounding them everyday. They were free.

For the first time in a very long while, Draco thought of his parents. He had an absurd assumption his mother may have well died of utter shock when she discovered her son had left. Draco chuckled softly at the thought. He remembered when Narcissa nearly fainted when Lucius wanted him to attend Durmstrang. She wailed in argument for days, crying, hugging, and incessantly kissing her "baby" as she referred to Draco. Lucius had no choice and painfully let Hogwarts become the school of choice. Narcissa was always there by her son's side, defending for the best of his needs.

As if curiosity hadn't already gotten the best of him, Draco wondered about Pansy. What ever did come of that bothersome prat? He didn't remember leaving any sort of note and she didn't go looking for him. Draco was appalled the news hadn't made the front page of the Daily Prophet. Must have been quite some work warding away reporters, he thought. But still, he wanted to know how life at home was going; to keep in touch like Cho was with her family. But then again, he was afraid. He knew Lucius. Draco feared he might be disowned.

A new assumption surfaced. He could now see Narcissa, crying her eyes out beside the window. She is disappointed, yet longing for her baby to come home. Lucius repeatedly cursed under his breath and says he has no son. Every time, fresh tears pour down Narcissa's flushed cheeks as she tried to swallow her sobs.

Draco turned on his back and stared at the ceiling. He could hear Cho's steady breathing more clearly. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, washing all horrible thoughts away. He wanted to see how his mother was coping with the situation and whether Lucius would be embarrassed to be in his presence. Draco could not help but be concerned. After all, they are his parents.

Pansy's eyes twinkled with malice against the full moon. She stood at the foot of the Malfoy Manor' staircase, waiting until the houself called it's masters down to greet her.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Pansy's silvery voice ehoed in througout the room. "It's nice seeing the two of you again. I do hope you're doing well."

After a brief moment of utter shock, Narcissa managed a smile and stuttered, "Pansy... what a surprise!"

"Yes, what brings you here?" Lucius beckoned her to sit down.

"Well, first, I am still deeply sorry about this broken marriage. It truly broke my heart and I suppose I was never good enough for your son," Pansy sighed and inwardly smiled.

"Oh-" Narcissa glanced sideways at her husband. "No, it's quite alright, dear. It's not your fault. I suppose, it wasn't meant to be."

Lucius' teeth clenched and cleared his throat. His fists gripped tightly over is snake staff. "Pansy, what have you come here to tell us? Is anything the matter?"

"Oh, well-" Pansy signed anew and forced her voice to break. "It's just, I honestly have gotten over the incident years ago, I really have. But when I see things... it brings back so many memories..." She forced a small tear. "And well, I just had to come and see Draco one final time. Just to clear our feelings up."

"You came here to see Draco...?" Narcissa's eyebrows furrowed and she shook her head.

"Of course. Where else would he be?"

"That boy never stepped foot in this house for years," Lucius mustered all his strength to cease his anger. "We have not seen or heard from him. Why in the world would you think he's here?"

"What...?" Pansy gave a false gasp. "You mean to say that Draco has not returned home? Are you quite sure?"

"We are positive," Narcissa's eyes began to grow moist.

"Oh my, well then I am truly sorry for bothering you," Pansy stood and smiled sypathetically. "The man I saw in Hogsemeade last evening must have been someone else who looked like Draco. I must be going-"

"Hogsmeade? You saw Draco in Hogsmeade?" Narcissa stood and put her hand over her chest, clearly seeming as if she would faint.

I don't know. I must have been mistaken if Draco is not here. But the man I saw had the same platinum blonde hair that flickered in the moonlight. He was quite tall. Oh, did I mention he was with someone? A girl... about a head shorter. I couldn't see her face. I was going to talk to him, but I wanted to make certain is was him. I didn't have my chance. The two of them entered an inn..." Her voice trailed off in false thought.

There was silence and Narcissa's tears silently rolled down her cheeks.

"What inn are they staying at?" Lucius' eyes were feiry. His knuckles were turning white from gripping his staff so hard. "I would like to visist them."

"I'm sure it's the Cat's Eye, Mr. Malfoy," Pansy replied. Her stomach suddenly burst with sly happiness. "I'm sorry again if I have bothered you both because of my uncertainty. I do hope all goes well for you both. Good night."

With that , Pansy left the Malfoy Manor, leaving Lucius in Narcissa in silence. Once outside, she laughed hysterically.

Author's Note: I like this chapter. Isn't Pansy just a b!tch? Lol. I'll try to write and update sooner. Please r/r!