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Chapter 11: The Truth about Narcissa and more Fun Stuff Involving Parvati

Harry fell silent. No one spoke. Finally, Hermione (who honestly had some distrust towards Narcissa's change in the past few weeks) whispered, "You did what?"

Narcissa changed. She changed from her haughty, unbending self to a desperate, loving mother.

"I made the Unbreakable Vow. I cannot go back to Voldemort again. I cannot betray you. I cannot do anything to help my husband. Nor do I wish to."

"But why? And who Bonded you, and come to that…who did you Bond with?"

"Minerva McGonagall Bonded us…Dumbledore and I."

"Why did you do it? And what…?"

"I'll tell you. Listen."

Everyone gathered around Narcissa and listened intently.

"Draco is terrible at making Portkeys…"

"Mother!"

"It's true! We landed right in Potter's office, when were supposed to have gone to the Manor. Draco finally told me about his friendship with Harry Potter. I was shocked. I screamed at Draco. I felt that he had turned against me. I felt as though I had no one." Narcissa remembered the day and told the whole thing.

"…Completely irresponsible and inconsiderate. I thought you held the pride of the Malfoys, Draco, I thought you cared."

"Your father would be ashamed to see you now, Draco. And I don't suppose you're planning to tell me why you were running off from your master in New York, hmm? I may be older now, Draco, but I am not entirely stupid."

"…Becoming the friend of a filthy half-blood. And…no. If you've been friends with him in Hogwarts, chances are that you've been fraternizing with that Ronald Weasley and Mudblood Granger."

"Well, Mother, I…" his somewhat guilty expression gave him away.

"Draco how could you? You know that the Weasleys are a set of blood-traitors, and that Granger girl, intelligent as she may be, is a Muggle?"

"Mother, listen to me!"

"I will not!"

"#$$&#$$#$#$!"

"Draco!"

"Sorry, Mother, but it was the only way to get you to shut up."

"I am…"

"Look, in that Muggle class we had to take in sixth year, the one that lasted for a few weeks, I was put with two Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. We kind of…" he related the whole thing to Narcissa.

Narcissa went paler than usual. Then her face softened. She was too tired to argue anymore. Then she considered everything that had happened.

Her sister and brother-in-law, Bellatrix and Rodolphus, had been Death Eaters. And they'd been imprisoned in Azkaban for thirteen years.

Her husband had been a Death Eater and now he was in Azkaban with no hope of escape.

Igor Karkaroff had been a Death Eater, and he was dead. How many other Death Eaters had Voldemort killed or had met terrible fates? Was it worth losing the only thing she truly valued to terror and stupid views? If Draco was happy with his new friends, and had not been happy as a Death Eater (she could tell, as all mothers can), then it was better to let him "fraternize with blood-traitors and Mudbloods."

Besides, Andromeda had married a Muggle and seemed to be living a very satisfied and happy life.

Narcissa sighed. "Okay, Draco. It's fine. As long as you are happy, it's okay."

It was a very touching moment when mother and son embraced.

"Potter took us here, to Number 12, Grimmauld Place. I was still worried. I knew I had committed my first act of disloyalty to the Dark Lord. I knew he would be after me. I know he will be eventually. But I knew I had to do this for Draco's happiness. And I realized it was the better choice for me. I thought I would be happy. And I am happy. But I went to see Dumbledore.

I was crying that night. Dumbledore told me kindly what I had to do. I was not secure. I knew that—if the Dark Lord found me, which he may, he would take Draco from me. He would force me to tell him the secrets that I do know of this place.

Dumbledore foresaw this too. He promised to protect my son, but should anything…happen, I made the Vow to never betray this place. And I will not."

Hermione asked one more question. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"What would you have thought of me? The one who had to magically seal an oath to stay quiet, because she'd do anything for her son?"

"We wouldn't have thought anything bad about you."

Narcissa smiled. Harry thought this was probably the first time he'd seen her smile. Then he said, "Hey, Narcissa, can you stop calling me 'Potter' then?"

Narcissa smiled again. "No. I'm too used to it."

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More cleaning had to be done in the house. Mrs. Weasley had discovered three more rooms in the house that they'd never seen previously. But they were at the very back of the house, where no one ever went. So they went back there and cleaned.

Ron and Parvati went into one of the three rooms. Hermione and Ginny worked together, since they found a nest of spiders that Ron absolutely refused to touch (thus he would not work with Hermione).

The opened yet another cabinet and proceeded to scrub it out.

Suddenly, a rather transparent, pointy-looking pixie with sharp teeth flew out at them.

"AAAAAAARRRRGH!"

The pixie flew at Ron and up his shirt. "AAAH! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!"

Parvati grabbed the broom and ran up to Ron. The pixie was now perched on his head. Parvati held the broom steady. "Hold still…"

She swung. The pixie dived out from under just in time. Parvati knocked Ron over. Then Ron chased the pixie into the hallway.

Ginny stepped out as he ran after the pointy little creature. "Hi Ron."

"Move your ass!"

Ginny looked miffed as Ron dashed after the pixie, which was making faces at her.

Parvati chased after both of them with a net she'd found.

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Draco walked from the third room to the drawing room to find some sort of abrasive. There was a nasty liquid that had stuck to a shelf years ago and was refusing to move. Draco suspected that it was blood.

He was in a good mood, so he sang as he walked.

"Hey! J-j-jaded. You got your mama's style, but you're yesterday's child to me! So jaded. You think that's where it's at, but is that where it's supposed to be?"

Ron dashed around the corner chasing some transparent thing…

"My, my baby, blue! Yeah, yeah, I'm thinking about you, my, my baby, blue! Yeah you're so jaded…"

CRASH!

Ron ran right into him. "Ow."

Without stopping to apologize, Ron dashed down the hallway chasing that thing. And for some reason, Draco had a bite on his hand.

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Harry was walking down the hall as well, when an interesting sight met his eyes—again.

Ron was chasing a small transparent thing across the hall into one room. Parvati was following both of them with a net.

Suddenly, there was a loud screech and Parvati ran out of the room, followed by Ron, who was in turn, followed by the pixie, which was baring sharp teeth.

Harry laughed.

Eventually, Ron and Parvati caught the pixie, which escaped and flew into Number 11.

Screams could be heard from the house. Ron gave a tired smile. "At least it's not us."

A/N: Review and tell me if I should start Ginny's pranks again. That's one thing I do need to know.