Chapter 5 – A New Family, New Beginning
Inside the Castle
In the Dining Room
Suddenly three people came through the door. The father had long, light blond hair and was sneering, mother had long, light blonde hair and was sneering, and the son had short, light blond hair and was sneering. They all wore black robes. What a family.
"Good day, miss and misters." Tam gave them a huge, fake smile that travels all along her face. "I am Tam Marvola Malfoy," she took out the letter and quickly read part of it, "I suppose you three are Lucius, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy …? So, who's who?"
The lady spoke up first. "I am Narcissa Malfoy, this is my husband, Lucius, and this is my little, cute, angel-of-son, Draco."
Draco turned a deep red and flicked his mother's hand off his shoulder.
Tam studied the three carefully, committing them to memory. "Doesn't 'Draco' mean 'dragon' in Latin?" she asked in an off-hand voice.
Slowly, Draco nodded.
"How cute," Tam mocked.
Narcissa gave her an ugly look, but said nothing of it. Unexpectedly, Voldemort came into the room and said calmly, "Lucius – Narcissa – a word, please."
The two adults left leaving Tam and Draco alone at the dining room table.
"Well, don't just sit there, dragon, take a seat." Tam gestured towards the furthest away chair.
"It's Draco, you filthy little mudblood!" he retorted savagely, not moving.
"Course it is … and FYI, I'm a pureblood, just incase you were wondering." She gave him a little grin.
Draco stuck his tongue out at her very un-maturely and sat down. Still staring at her, he took a sip from one of the goblets.
"Eww, I wouldn't do that if I were you, Voldemort's lips touched that." Tam laughed, giving him a false revolted look.
Draco spat out the contents all over the floor and wiped his mouth with the cloak's sleeve. "Thanks for warning me!" he spat angrily at her sarcastically, "I've got to go gurgle …."
"What, don't like what you're daddy's boss tastes like?" Tam let him suffer for a few more seconds, and then continued, "Hah, you actually believed me! I was just kidding. Voldy's goblet blew up."
Draco gave her a look of utmost hate that she could feel it all the way across the table. "Why, you…!"
"Oh, well, Draco, if you hurt me you die. It must stink to have your fate in my hands, doesn't it?"
Draco opens his mouth to retaliate, but right then his mother came in and interrupted.
"Draky-kins, dear! You and … Tam … have to leave the dining room, the elves have just finished cooking and then they're going to –"
"I know what they do!" Draco said rudely.
"Well, Drakey-poo, we're having dinner in five minutes and a meeting afterwards. Remember to wash up before!" Narcissa gave her son a sweet look and Tam a sour look then left through the same door which she had came.
Draco was very pink in his cheeks as he picked himself up from the chair and started out the door while Tam followed him.
"You know, Draco, you aren't very kind."
Draco gave a heartless laugh. "So what?"
Tam smirked at him.
He shot Tam a mean look. "What are you laughing at?" he asked bitterly.
Tam, who had been giggling at Draco's red face, hesitantly stopped. "Nothing, nothing and all, Draky-poo.
