A/N Sry it took so long not that y'all were anticipating it or anything. :P

"LAELA-JADE!" Draco yelled up the stairs of his giant mansion.

"IM COMING!" She yelled back from her room. God, the man was so impatient. She threw the last of her stuff into her purse and flew down the stairs.

"Good Lord I'm here, we can go now," She said brightly and started walking toward the Foyer.

"Sure we can, as soon as you go put clothes on." He said smirking he saw her cringe. Ha! As if he didn't notice that her skirt was 28 inches shorter than he wanted, and that her shirt was MUCH too tight for any 11 year old of his.

"Dad, I AM wearing clothes just because they are not black and turtlenecks and jeans like yours, they are STILL clothes." She said sticking her tongue out and pulling him to the door.

He sighed, wishing Hermione was here to back him up.

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"Draco, I need to take Loralai to get some new shoes. Laela Jade is at Raquel's house," Hermione told him as he punched the punching bag in their fitness center/basement.

"Okay, sure thing Love," Walking over and kissing her, boxing gloves encircling her waist. She chuckled, "I'll be back in about an hour or so." And left him punching the guts out of the bag.

Hermione Pulled the Jaguar up to the department store, and unbuckled Loralai from her car seat, when the world went black…….

Draco paced nervously, Hermione was supposed to be home 5 hours ago. He called Ginny and no, she and Hermione had not gone shopping San Diego.

After Graduation and moving to London, He and Hermione had decided to move to California, hoping that the warm beaches and palm trees would be a nicer place to raise the twins. It was fantastic. He had built a mansion for them oceanfront and everything. His father had gone to prison and Draco had no intention of checking up on him.

Hermione had never come back. Loralai had only been a year old…No ransom note had ever been found or delivered. He had looked and looked for years…after a long 4 years of searching for people who had vanished off the planet. All he could do was drink. He drank himself to the drunkest extent every night…for a year.

That's when he almost lost Laela Jade. She had been off to primary school at the local elementary school in their district, in the rain. He had too much of a hangover to drive anywhere. She was about to cross the wet street when she slipped and broke her ankle in the middle of the road. If He hadn't gotten up at the exact moment he did and gone down stairs and looked out the front window, she would have been lying there and he wouldn't have been any the wiser. That had sobered him up for good. He had promised to be the father he should have been all along. Hermione would have wanted that…

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"Dad! Come On We're gonna be late!" Laela Jade whined as her dad stopped at the Starbucks on the corner next to the train platform. She was glad he had stopped drinking, but he seemed to have replaced his addiction for alcohol for coffee.

"You know they aren't going to have a Starbucks at Hogwarts Dad," she said smirking.

"Laela Jade, I am going to be the DADA teacher. I can very easily conjure a cup of Starbucks coffee." He said sticking his tongue out at her and walking with her through the platform 9 ¾. She "ooh'd" and "aww'd" as She saw the Giant Red train, The Hogwarts Express, in all its glory.

Draco lifted their trunks onto the train and pulled her up and kissing her forehead,telling her to find a compartment and that he would be there soon. He stood at door as the train started to move he saw a whisp of brown wavy hair and a black-gloved hand pulling it away from the platform. The train pulled out of the station before he could ponder it any further. He shut the door, walking down the red-carpeted hallway looking for the Teachers compartment.

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FLASHBACK 10 years Earlier

Hermione awoke feeling a headache she had never imagined could be so painful. But that pain was slim in comparison, as she looked frantically around the dimly lit dungeon cell she was in, for Loralai. She screamed at being unable to find her, being unable to find Draco or Laela Jade, or anyone for that matter. Her scream echoed around the resonating stone walls.

"Now, really Mudblood, do you really think anyone can hear you?" A cold voice said from a dark corner outside her cell.

Hermione stiffened, she knew that voice. It was the voice she had heard in her bridal room, before her wedding to Draco.

"I hope you enjoy your stay here, you'll be here for sometime. Little Loralai would probably prefer you stayed quiet, you never know. She might have…an "accident" if you don't." He said threateningly as Hermione opened her mouth to scream. 'That blonde haired bastard has my daughter!!' her mind screamed angrily, as Lucius walked up the stone steps, Loralai fast asleep in his arms. Hermione slumped into a corner of her cell, sobbing hysterically, hoping, PRAYING, that Draco would save her.

I waited for you today
But you didn't show
No no.
I needed you today
So where did you go?
You told me to call
Said you'd be there
And though I haven't seen you
Are you still there?

Hermione sobbed, Draco had told her she was safe. She would never have to fear anyone again. Voldemort was dead, and Lucius was SUPPOSED to be in Azkaban.

I cried out with no reply
And I can't feel you by my side
So I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone

And though I cannot see you
And I can't explain why
Such a deep reassurance
You've placed in my life.
We cannot separate
'Cause you're part of me.
And though you're invisible
I'll trust the unseen.

Draco HAD to come, he loved her. He would search to the ends of the Earth to find her…wouldn't he?

I cried out with no reply
And I can't feel you by my side
So I'll hold tight to what I know
You're here and I'm never alone

Hermione cried herself to sleep that night. And the night after. The house elves brought her food, and water. She hadn't seen Loralai in days. Or had it been weeks? She couldn't tell. Her cell had a permanent path made into it…a path made into STONE…yes; she had done some SERIOUS pacing.

One day, Lucius had brought her upstairs, saying she was to be his slave. She would do anything he said without question, or he would punish her. She thought he might hurt Loralai if she didn't so, she had agreed. She was not to talk to Loralai, and if Loralai said something to her, she was not to say anything about being her mother or having any correlation between them.

The oncoming years were some of the most painful she had ever endured, Lucius kept her busy into the wee hours of the morning and waking up at the crack of dawn. Once she had fallen asleep when she was supposed of been cleaning. It had been one of the most painful beatings she had ever had…

She walked through the empty halls of the Malfoy Manor. Loralai had grown over the years to be a female version of Draco. Young, snotty, and bossy. It brought tears to her eyes when she listened to Lucius teach her that Mudbloods were inferior to them. She had a new understanding for Draco's past as she saw how Lucius, bullied Loralai mercilessly the moment she showed the slightest weakness or compassion. Loralai was the most beautiful girl Hermione had seen. Long blonde hair and ocean Ice colored eyes, she was skinny to boot!

Lucius forced her through hours of push-ups and physical training. She was muscular and tougher than Draco had been…

Hermione longed to reach out to her, to hold her, when she heard her sob at night. But she couldn't. Her mission was to be invisible…

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Hermione finished packing the last of Loralai's things into the huge suitcase Lucius had bought her in Diagon Alley at her begging. She didn't know it, but Lucius would give her anything at her whim if she just asked for it.

Hermione had to BEG Lucius for hours to even allow Loralai to even attend Hogwarts. He had finally agreed, after Hermione had said that Bellatrix had attended and she turned out to be a great Dark Witch.

She let a silent tear drop onto the black robes of her daughter's as she shut the suitcase, and lugged it down the stairs. She stood looking silently out of the parlor window as Lucius and Loralai apparated away to Platform 9 ¾.

A/N: Sry for the wait… OHHHHHH the angst! Whats gonna happen at the platform and Hogwarts?