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A/N: Sorry this chapter isn't very long and I didn't update yesterday because I was out driving! Fun fun! Anyway, thanks to all the reviewers! Now, without further delay here is The Last Chance…
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Last time on The Last Chance!…
"Could it be?" She thought with a smile.
They had tried for months.
This was the chance.
The last chance…
The baby held out his hand and Narcissa immediately fell in love as though he were her very own blood.
"Where did he come from?" The thought immediately left her mind as she saw a smile on the baby's lips.
"Welcome home, my son, Draco." She whispered.
Now on The Last Chance!…"Draco!" Narcissa yelled sternly to the young boy who was now running through the streets.
Draco turned his head slightly towards his mother and rolled his eyes.
He turned back and his eyes became wide as he ran into someone.
"OW!" A voice yelled as Draco and the person fell to the ground in a heap.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!" Draco sighed angrily at his mother's voice.
He looked at the person he ran into.
"Perfect." He thought sarcastically.
"Watch where you're going Malfoy." Hermione Granger stood up and started to dust off her robes.
Draco stood up and glared at her.
"Watch where…" Draco began while dusting himself off as well.
He was interupted by his mother's angry voice.
"Don't even start by giving me the excuse you didn't hear me young man!" Narcissa said angrily.
Draco rolled his eyes.
"Don't give me that look Draco or no Quidditch for three months." Narcissa threatened.
"You can't do that!" Draco yelled.
Narcissa glared at her son with a deathly stare.
"Watch me." She dared.
Draco scowled and stared daggers at his mother.
"Now…" Narcissa said calmly.
"Appologize to this young lady and march your little self back to that shop and pick up those books you knocked over." Narcissa said sternly.
Draco gave her an incredilous look.
He looked towards Hermione who was surprised Narcissa was making him appologize.
"Appologize? To a Mud…" Draco began.
"Draco don't test me!" She said before he could finish.
"I'll clean up the books but I refuse to appologize to her!" Draco said with discust.
Narcissa sighed realizing he would not be changing his mind.
"Fine, run along then." Narcissa said.
Draco scowled and walked off angrily.
"I'm sorry for my son's behavior." Narcissa appologized to Hermione.
"Uh, it's alright." Hermione was utterly confused.
Narcissa picked up Hermione's book and handed it to her and then left.
Hermione stared after her and then turned around confused.
She walked into a shop and immediately found Harry and Ron.
"What took you so long Hermione?" Ron asked.
Harry gave her a hug and she smiled.
"Malfoy ran into me." She said rolling her eyes.
Ron put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry about that ferret face." Ron said which caused the three to laugh.
"So what do we need for books this year?" Hermione asked excitedly.
Harry and Ron groaned aloud.
Malfoy finished picking up the last book when his mother came back into the shop.
Lucius Malfoy had died last year and it was obvious his mother wasn't taking it well.
She attented all sorts of meetings and had to bring Draco everywhere.
She was doing the best she could but Draco was having a hard enough time loosing his father.
The two didn't talk much about Lucius.
They both loved him but when you're a Malfoy there isn't much love to be shown.
Narcissa and Draco left the shop and headed back home.
When they got there Narcissa sat down on a couch and Draco headed up the long stairwell to his room.
"Draco…" Narcissa asked in almost a whisper.
"May I have a word?" She asked calmly.
Draco sighed but walked back down to the couch and sat down.
"Listen, mother, I picked up the books. I did wrong and I cleaned it up." With that Draco stood back up just to be pulled back down by his mother.
"You listen to me," She began in an almost scary calm voice.
Draco sat completely still.
"I don't care that you knocked those books down. What I want to know is why you couldn't be the polite young man we raised you to be and appologize to that young girl you ran over?" Narcissa asked calmly.
Draco's brow furrowed.
"She's a mudblood." Draco said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"That was still no reason to be rude." Narcissa said with a slight frown tinting her lips.
Draco gave his mother a confused look.
"Yes it is. You know what? I don't understand why you've changed so much since dad died." Malfoy asked calmly.
Narcissa's stern face turned to hurt and sadness.
"Your father has nothing to do with this…" She began while looking away.
"Of course he does. He always has. He hated mudbloods more than…more than he hated Dumbledore and now that he's gone you're going to stick up for the filthy little creatures." Draco stated more as a fact than a question.
"Draco, your father is not around anymore and I do not want that language in my house." She said sternly.
"Why do you stick up for them? You never did when dad was around…" Draco began as he stood up angrily.
Narcissa had tears brimming her eyes and she was shaking in anger.
"I know your father taught you that muggle born wizards are wrong but…he didn't know what he was talking about." Narcissa said turning her gaze away.
"Why won't you just tell me why?" Draco asked.
Narcissa stood up.
"Dad knew what he was talking about…you're the confused one." Draco stated.
Narcissa shook with anger.
"You know why Lucius said all those horrible things? Because he didn't want you to know what you…" She stopped herself barely and was about to leave.
"What? What about me?" Draco asked.
"I'm sorry Draco," She said with tears in threatening to fall.
"Just forget it." She pleaded.
"No, what is it?" Draco asked standing in front of his mother.
A deathly silence fell between them until Narcissa finally spoke.
"I'm not your mother."
Draco stared at his mother in disbelief.
"What do you mean?" Draco asked scared for the answer.
"Lucius brought you home one night to me. We couldn't have children and he needed an heir. He said Voldemort killed your parents because he wanted to be known in the muggle and wizarding world. I couldn't tell you and Lucius made me promise never too…he wanted you to believe muggle born wizards were mudbloods so you'd never question your heritage…I'm sorry." Narcissa explained.
"So now that he's dead you tell me this?" Draco asked angrily.
"But why do I look so much…you put a spell on me?" He asked with hurt filling his eyes.
Narcissa looked at her son heartbroken.
"No, you just happen to look the same…I'm sorry." Was all she could manage in between sobs before running out of the room in tears.
Draco fell to his knees and looked at his hands.
"Everything was a lie." He thought as his vision became blurry and his hands became smudges in front of him.
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