Here is chapter2! For the Chickenbutt Llama: You'll have to see in chapter 13!
The first thing that Akala saw in the Malfloy carriage was the color. The entire interior was decked out to the extreme in silver and green. Very Slytherin. She thought to herself. Lucious climbed gracefully in beside her and they began to move at a surprisingly fast pace.
Lucious couldn't help but think about how much the little girl in front of him looked like her father. But she has her mother's sense of importance and will be as desirable as she was when she is a young lady. The trip was made with minimum conversation because Akala talked mainly with Shaketh, her pet. Together, they looked out at the landscape that literally flashed before their eyes. The carriage didn't bounce with the rocks and stone in the road and soon Akala was fast asleep.
When she woke, Malfloy Sr. spoke. "You know that I have not adopted you and that I am just taking care of you till you are old enough to live by yourself correct?" She nodded. "Good. In that case, I have a few questions for you. First, How old are you? And second, where in the world did you learn to read so fast!" Akala laughed at the last comment.
"Alright. I am four years old and as to where I learned to read so fast, let's just say that it was very boring in that orphanage." Her eyes glistened. Lucious noted that her eyes flashed a honey brown when she was about to cry. But she didn't cry. It was odd.
Their journey came to an end out side a large beach-house-type mansion. In the front yard, although it was almost to big to be called it, stood a cheerful looking woman with pretty blonde hair wearing a sunflowered dress. A small lapdog of sorts was running after a little blonde boy who was around Akala's age. The boy was ridding a miniature broom, which only took him a foot off the perfectly cut lawn. The boy was laughing and the dog was barking.
"Father! Mother, Father's back! He's back!" The blonde started dashing across the lawn.
"Draco! My Dragon! How have been! Where you good for your mother?" Father greeted son with equal enthusiasm. The two started to wrestle and it wasn't until a few rough and tumble moments later that Akala was noticed. Narcissa was laughing and shaking her head at the males wrestling match when, out of the corner of her eye she saw the dark child giggling madly in front of the carriage.
"My dear. You must be the newest member of our family. I am Narcissa Malfloy but you can call me whatever you want. Ignore my son for being so impolite. Draco! DRACO! DRACO AND LUCIOUS MALFLOY MIND YOUR MANNERS!!!!" Akala fought back the urge to giggle again at the sight of the two disheveled men-or boys rather-immediately stop the war. Draco climbed off his father's chest where he had been previously attempting to yank off the nose of his enemy.
"Sorry Mother. My apologies." Then Draco caught sight of Akala. "Hey you wanna go for a ride? I have a broom. Do you like flying? I love it! I'm going to be a Quiditch player when I grow up. Do you know how to play? We could play right now but we don't have enough people. Mother can we have- oops. I forgot my manners again. What is you name? I'm Draco Malfloy." He said the majority of this speech very fast and Akala was surprised that she was able to catch and mentally answer every question before answering aloud.
"First off, my name is Akala Viviane Riddle and I would love to go for a ride on your broom. I love flying and yes I know how to play Quiditch. I have a few questions for you too. I will however save them for later. Eeeexept for one. Do any of you mind snakes?"
The entire family shook their heads and there was a momentary silence during which Akala felt relived that she could keep Shaketh, Narcissa wondered why she asked about snakes, Lucious was thinking about how much he would like to kill the Potter boy as usual and Draco was.... daydreaming about asking his new friend if she wanted a chocolate cupcake. (Well, what can you expect from a four-year-old?)
Draco spoke first. "Do you want a chocolate cupcake? I think that we can get one before the house elves start to become really annoyed because they are 'to busy preparing dinner to serve the young master.'" Akala couldn't help but laugh at the rather correctly pitched impersonation of a house elf. She nodded and the pair raced for the front door only to have Akala pause in the entrance and gawk at the sight in front of her. (Hey you would to if you saw it!)
The walls were set with a deep mahogany paneling that was offset by the goldenrod flowers arranged in the vase below the stairs. She looked up to find a skylight that complimented the hall very nicely.
"Wow." She breathed. Draco paused in mid run down the stairs to the kitchen.
"What?" He asked. "It's just the front hall."
"It's gorgeous. I've never seen anything so warm and welcoming. I'm in a fairy tale land where everything is perfect and things are just to good to be true. Wow."
Draco didn't get it. "Come on lets get the cupcakes! We're wasting time here!"
She shrugged. Akala had never been anywhere this amazing in her life. But she really wanted that cupcake almost as badly as Draco. The only thing that was holding her back was staring at the house. She followed him. "This is the kitchen. All you have to do to get in is say Master in a really scary voice. Kinda low but not really low. Master." Draco told her all this while racing past portraits so fast a wind was blowing.
They stopped in front of a painting of a pastry chef. "Young Draco! Here for more?" was all he had time to say before the painting swung open to reveal several bustling house elves hurrying to and fro preparing many dishes.
"Master Draco has brought a friend! Dobby is getting master more cupcates... err........capcrates oh dear.....ummmmm......cupcakes! Yes Dobby is, Master!" Akala was surprised to find so many cheerful house elves in the same room.
"Don't they ever get too cheerful? I mean they are cooped up here all together working almost non stop...." Draco was having trouble keeping his rather full mouth closed so he wouldn't lose his chocolate cupcakes. He swallowed. And swallowed and swallowed and swallowed some more. Finally the four cupcakes that he had shoved into his mouth were gone.
"No." He replied before eating another cupcake and showing her where she would be sleeping. "It's right across the hall from my room so if you have any trouble-""Just ask me dear."
Akala whirled around to find herself looking directly at a very kind old grandmotherly type of snake, bonnet and all. Shaketh, who had for the most part been forgotten, started hissing. "Oh. So sorry darling! Didn't realize you had a guide already! I'll just be going now..."
"No! I mean I don't have a guide yet. Shaketh is my best friend from the orphanage. He doesn't know his way around here at all. Neither do I."
Draco was getting very bored. Very, very, very bored. The dinner bell rang. Draco took off faster than you could say "Quidditch." "Draco! Young Master Draco! So sorry dear... what did you say your name was?" The "grandmother" shook her head slightly as if to dismiss the subject. "If you follow the hall all the way down to your right you will find two oak doors that lead to the dinning room. I suppose they will be open judging how Draco likes to make appearances."
"I didn't mention my name but it's Akala and thank you!" She called before dashing off to the left before nearly falling down and skidding to the right. (She is only four years old after all!)
She eventually arrived at the correct location and as her extremely helpful - well what ever she was she was very helpful – had predicted the doors were open and Draco was standing at his place panting slightly. Akala grinned at him. "Thanks for leaving me oh chocolate lover one."
"Hey! I happen to like dinner! And breakfast. And lunch and snack and afternoon snack and midnight snack..." Draco drifted off into a wonderland of food only returning when his parents sat and the dinner began to be served. At which point he gobbled up everything he could see.
"I guess that you are on a see food diet huh?" Akala laughed.
"Who Draco? No he just always tries to eat as much as his father." Narcissa replied with a totally straight face but lost it and winked at her female companion. Both laughed when they saw Lucious trying to stop Draco from stealing off Akala's plate while he himself ate from Cissa's.
"What is so funny? I'll never understand what women think is so funny about us men eating our full so that we can go play Quidditch! Hurry up son! Crabbe and Goyle will be here soon. Wait. That leaves us with one player short. Akala will you play with us? You can be Keeper and Draco loves Seeker."
Akala nodded. "But I wanna have a whack at Seeker sometime too." Draco thought about this and agreed to her conditions. With the rest of the team gathered, a rather bloody match ensued and was cut short by Draco catching the snitch in fifteen minutes time. They won naturally.
Late that night Akala was still trying to fall asleep. She finally succeeded only to wake up five minutes later screaming like a banshee. "Noooooooooo! Not that anything, anything!"
Draco rushed into the room his own being only across the hall. "What? What's the matter? Com'n girl, talk!"
She could only shake her head and sob into his embrace. "I miss her so much. So much, so much...."
Draco didn't know what to do. His four-year-old mind had not yet come to the point of maturity where it was not common for two people of the opposite sex to sleep in the same bed if not related. He climbed in beside her and the pair soon drifted off to sleep. When Cissa found them she saw only her son trying to be nice to his new friend.
The love being formed was secret, even to the couple it bonded.