I have never realised how much effort it takes to write a story. I can type away for hours and still only come up with 500 words, and then I will decide I do not like my first draught and will start again. I have found a new respect for the other fan fiction writes out there who update regularly with long chapters.

I found this scene very hard to write. I'm not sure if there reactions are very believable, hopefully they are.

Also there is a change in perspective part way into the story. It changes to Lirael's.

Explanations

"It is in fact your mother, Lana, who I am here to talk to. She has something that belongs to me, something important to me, something that she has taken perhaps…… inadvertently. Where is she?" Lucius asked softly but demandingly.

Lirael's eyes suddenly filled with tears. She attempted to blink them back and, dislodge the lump that now seemed to be forming in her throat. She felt so silly, it had been a year and still the mention of my mother had this affect. "She died, it was a car crash. It's been about a year now."

No surprise could be seen on Lucius' face, but he was certainly feeling emotion. This was a critical flaw in his plan. What to do now? he wondered.

Lucius eyes seemingly filled with warmth and concern, "I am sorry for your loss. But, my dear, you see, I really need to obtain this artefact. It would be in a small, gold gilded box."

"I can't remember ever seeing something, like that even when she was alive. I don't have many of her belongings here. Most of the things she had I …I uh I had to sell." Lirael could feel the burn of the blush that was spreading like fire over her face. She had no reason to feel embarrassment she tried to reason to herself. "I suppose I could tell you the name of the shops that I sold them to and you could try there just in case I was wrong." Hopefully this would placate him and they would leave.

As if he had heard her thoughts he replied, "Now we couldn't just leave you here all alone. There is something I should have informed you of straight away. I, Lirael, am your godfather."

Lirael's perspective.

"You're my what?" I managed to choke out. The guy was definitely crazy and she was definitely confused.

"Godfather. When I was younger your father and I, Aiden Halliwell, attended the same school, Hogwarts, and were great friends. We continued to be friends even after Hogwarts and when he married Lana, they had a child together, which was you, they named myself and my wife Narcissa, godparents. Of course this was before your mother ran away and took you with her."

"My father?" This was too much. I'd never know much about my father, whenever I'd ask questions my mother would get a sort of spooked look on her face and after a while, I learned not to ask. "Why would my mother run away?"

"Your mother did not agree with some of your fathers beliefs and did not like the company that your father kept. She believed herself to be in danger from them for some reason that I have never been able to find out. Your father died for his failure to stop your mother from escaping." The small spark of hope that I had not realised was there extinguished with those simple words. My father was dead.

"Come now we're leaving. Gather your things together and we will be on our way." He announced.

"Um, excuse me, leaving? I can't just leave, just because you show up and tell me you're my godfather. How do I know you're telling the truth?"

"I would have harmed you already if that is what I wished to do. Surely you do not wish to remain here in this place." Throwing a contemptuous look around him he continued "Gather your things, I have no time to dawdle"

Draco appeared out of my bedroom. I hadn't even noticed that he had left. What was he doing in my bedroom? I was just about to ask this when Lucius addresses Draco, "Draco did you find the artefact?"

"No, nothing, Father. Is the girl coming to live with us?" He replied not even glancing in my direction.

"Yes, as soon as she has collected her things we will be on our way." He said indicating to me that I should go pack.

Live with them? Collect my things? I didn't know what to do. I was so conflicted. I didn't like living there, didn't like trying to obtain an education while working. Trying to scrape enough money to just to eat. I suddenly came to a decision. Rising out of my chair I walked to my bedroom to pack and left Lucius and Draco murmuring to each other.

I'd like to say thanks to my very first and only reviewer. Lol. Good to know at least one person's reading this. Thanks