That morning she rose at 8:00. She went downstairs to see everyone else fully dressed and feed. "Hungry," asked Harry.
"Not particularly," she answered.
"Ready to go then," asked Ron.
"Yes, and thanks so much," she said appreciatively.
"No worries Lina," they replied.
As they stood outside the manor, Halina shivered. She was nervous. Draco answered promptly and ushered them in.
"I packed all your things. Do you need any money," he asked.
Halina shook her head, too frightened to open her mouth. She began to cry silent tears. He looked so handsome. Just then a blonde girl walked out of the kitchen.
"Draco honey how do you like your bacon," she asked.
"Not now Elle," said Draco.
"Oh sorry I didn't know you had friends," said Elle. Halina's appearance went from remorseful to wounded.Harry strode forward and began to transfer crates. Ginny shot Draco a dirty look.
"You know Malfoy you're not as stupid as you look. You're more stupid. Halina is a damn fine girl and if you want to give her up for some blonde bacon cooking bimbo, you sir are an idiot. Good day," said Hermione.
Halina pulled up the hood on her cloak. "Goodbye Draconius Lucius Malfoy," she said and with that she was gone.
Halina arrived at the dusty mal-used house. It was in dire need of cleaning.
"We'll stay and help you clean if you want Red," said Hermione.
"No thanks. I want to get through this by myself. See you soon. Oh and as soon as I get things in order expect invites to dinner," said Halina.
They nodded and left. Halina got to work. It was horrid. Severus had left many things that were of no use. She simply threw them out. By 10:00pm she had made the hose spotless from top to bottom. She ate salad, not really being hungry. At least this way she didn't have to cook so much. After this she took a lengthy warm bath, refilling the water 3 times. She set up her bed, and put the silky emerald sheets on it. It felt superior to glide in-between them and relax. She thought about how she would set up furniture tomorrow. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
That morning Halina rose early. She decided on going to Sam's market for fruits. She smiled remembering how Severus had always given her money in order to get sweets from this market. She liked Sam and often felt he was a wizard. Today Sam greeted her warmly and gave her the best fruits he had. She paid him extra just like usual.
"My, my young lady; haven't you just become the most beautiful thing," said Sam as she was checking out.
"Apparently not beautiful enough," she mumbled. He had not heard.
"That'll be twelve pounds my dear," said Sam bagging her things. She had also decided on milk, bread, cheese, and assorted meats. Without being able to help herself; she had purchased a whole chicken, red potatoes, and fresh green beans, with biscuit supplies. She counted out fourteen pounds and said goodbye to Sam. On the way home an impractical muggle boy had asked her for her phone number. Halina held up her left hand to show the small diamond. He said no more, but walked away with his hands in his pockets. She unlocked the door then relocked it when she was safely inside. She began to put things away, putting cooling spells on the meats and cheese.
Halina dolefully cut up some fruit, and sat to eat. She loved Strawberries and cantaloupe. Severus had always loved this dish when she made it. He had taught her to eat very lightly, and she was not big on greasy foods. Though the occasional bacon platter was nice. Thinking of bacon reminded her of Elle; Draco's new girlfriend. Had he been seeing her before the separation? Probably; this thought made Halina's stomach stir. She should have just given him the sex. He would have let her stay then.
She was brought back to life by a sharp hasty knock on the door. "Coming," she called. "Who is it," she asked.
"Lina baby, I know you hate me and I know that you never want to see me again, but oh god Halina I miss you so much. Just let me see you just…" Halina cut him off by opening the door.
"I miss you too father," she said looking him over. His hair had become a long dark curtain of black in the last two years. It was silky and shimmering, not at all limp and oily as before. She hugged him promptly and took him inside. He stared at the naked room and looked to her.
"Do you need some help? Money? Anything," he asked.
"No father. Well maybe some help with the furnishings. Would you like some breakfast," she asked.
"Sounds nice," he lifted her face "Don't think you weren't good enough for that boy. You were too good. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on, and if he can't see that, it's his loss," finished Snape. Halina began to cry and Snape took her into his embrace like he used to when she was little. She got hold of herself rather hurriedly and led Snape in for some breakfast. They ate in mostly silence and after breakfast they began to set up the kitchen. She noticed that Draco had given her his table. It was so great and magnificent it barely fit in the tiny kitchen.
Halina decided to paint this room a burgundy color. The living room was a quaint blue and it fit nicely with the pretty blue chairs and sofa Draco had given her. Her bedroom was painted to match the emerald sheets. She had deep mahogany wood in every room. When they were done with this it was nearly six.
"Father you can stay if you like," she offered.
"Being back in your life is enough for me. I'll visit soon baby," he said pecking her on the cheek. He Disappearated.
Halina went to start on her small dinner. She went to get dressed, a silly and dutiful gesture she knew but none the less. No sooner had she got her nice white dress and robes on then there came a knock on the door. "Coming," she said walking down the corridor. Without thinking and in her troubled state she opened the door. She saw this to be a silly thing to do. It was a death eater and a rather nasty looking fellow too. She wasn't scared more than she was annoyed.
"What is it that you have decided to grace me with your presence Dolohov," she snapped rather than asked. He smiled roguishly.
"So you have not heard," he notified her leaning in the door frame.
"It appears that I am out of the loop," she informed him curtly.
"What with your little visit from Daddy I figured you would know is all," he said smiling as sensually as he could. She winced.
"Are you going to tell me what exactly you are here for, or try and fail miserably to make me attracted to you," she asked shrewdly.
He laughed and grinned. "Come now. After all it is you who has a reputation for Azkaban Prison brakes. Or was Sirius Black just a rumor," he asked slyly.
She stiffened and smacked him so hard that he stumbled and fell backward.
"DON'T YOU EVER SAY HIS NAME! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT! SIRIUS BLACK WAS 20 OR MORE TIMES THE MAN YOU COULD EVER HOPE TO BE," she yelled angrily. He regained his balance and grabbed her arm roughly. He pushed her back into the house and slammed the door.
"You want to play rough bitch," he mumbled a manic smirk on his face. She conjured up the lightning in her hands, and was just about to compress it to his chest when a silky voice from the corner interjected.
"Halina my love, as much as he earned what you are about to do to him, I assure you that for not following procedure he will be punished 10 times worse at my hand," it said. She recognized it at once. How could she have been so stupid? Her dream that; bloody Dream! Lucius was out of prison after all. And now he was in her parlor. She dropped Dolohov's shirt and watched him scurry over to Lucius.
"You didn't enlighten me that the little bitch was psycho," he mumbled at Lucius' feet.
Lucius chuckled and looked down at him. "That is because she is not. She is quite sane. You merely happened to get on her bad side," he said. Halina ran her hands through her thick silky hair. "I may be sane now but if this chaos keeps up I might loose it," she told herself silently. Lucius turned to face her and grinned broadly.
"Forgive the imposition my darling, but I was hopeful I may have a word," he said in that silky sophisticated voice. Halina heaved a sigh and nodded.
"Alright Lucius; I am truly in no disposition to fight in any case so fair enough I'll speak," she said relenting. Lucius could tell the poor love was on the boundary of her breaking point.
"Dove, I just want to know what occurred. Draco is not talking. Please sit," he said motioning to the sofa. She complied with a submissive whimper and that was when he enfolded her tenderly into his arms.
"I'll tell you if he leaves," she said taking an astonishingly immense deal of console in his presence. Lucius nodded and gazed to the corner that Dolohov was bent in. "Go you fool. I'll deal with your misbehaving later," he snapped. Halina, who still had her face hidden in Lucius' chest, heard the sharp crack as Dolohov Disappearated. Lucius continued his slow tender caresses down her hair. She was beginning to quiet, and as Lucius become aware of this he spoke.
"Now dove, tell me what happened," he said in a soft, but serious voice.
"Well…I suppose it all starts with him not wanting to marry me. He said that he never sought me and that it was all some colossal error prepared by you and my father. He said that he doesn't want to love me and doesn't want me to love him. He told me not to care any longer and to go live with Hermione. Then he asked if he could have a girlfriend. And he got one and…" she began to weep again, but Lucius had found what he was searching for. He looked over at her. Even in her agony she was the most attractive girl he had ever seen. The new girl Draco had found paled in contrast to Halina. Lucius could not help but want to embrace her. So that he did, and she again relented to him. Draco had told him that she was stubborn and wouldn't even let him touch her. How wrong he was. "Draco, my son perchance it is not that she does not want to be touched, but that you do not touch her in the right way," Lucius had said.
Draco had laughed and said, "See for yourself." So Lucius had done just that. He was right as always. Draco had always been intolerant and disinclined to do anything that required endeavor. Lucius held Narcissia responsible for spoiling him so. Halina was one of those gorgeous but obstinate creatures that took labor and perseverance. Lucius had once had a horse that was like this. A lovely snow white colt that was meaner than Voldemort. Lucius had to work and work, but in the end the horse had come round. Only to him though.
Halina was the colt and he was the instructor. He knew that one small victory like this was nothing to celebrate. Once the girl pulled herself together she would hate him even more than before. He would have to do the same with Draco. He would guide them both to love each other. On the other hand he could see why such a counterpart had not worked. Halina was an intricate and profound creature, something Draco had never accomplished.
He realized just how long he had been thinking this out. Halina had fallen asleep in his arms. Her breast was pressed ever so gently against his ribs. He felt the all too recognizable tightening against his pants. "You my dove are truly beautiful. There are not many people in this world that can be told that they have an unearthly and enduring beauty. I will make him see it my dear. I will make him love you. You must assist though. In your own charming and delicate way you will," he said kissing her forehead.
Gradually he glided out from beneath her and began the passage to her bed. He soon found it and sheltered her willowy form with a silky emerald coverlet. Halina gave a soft whine and twisted agitatedly in her slumber. Lucius placed a hand over her forehead. "Sleep soundly my dove, for you have much work to do," he said and with a little delicate kiss on the cheek he was departed.