A/N: sorry guiys! short chapter! im on vacation at the moment and i hope that htis fills in a few gaps, i was hoping it would add to the rest of themystery...lol...well you'll see...anyway, this is a part one as you can see, i'll continue asap. Enjoy!
with love,
hpobsession.
"Kido!" Draco called poking his head out of his door to see the young elf scurrying past with a mop, "where have you been?" he raised a golden eyebrow and waited patiently as the elf, began to shift nervously.
"Sir, master Adoro spilt his breakfast, I is cleaning it up, I is being with you soon, sir." the elf finished and shift even more.
"Continue." Draco's short reply came.
The morning had not started well, he had this sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, a slight headache and he had woken earlier then normal. He wasn't sure how things would go with his parents. Slowly he finished tying his formal cravat and pinned it place with a diamond broach.
he stared at his image in the floor to ceiling mirror, so much splendor, yet so little importance, he hated the way everything had to be perfect, refined and polished before he approached his mother.
Everyone always thought it was his father, the one they should fear, but he knew better, if his 'mother' weren't hissing poison into Lucius's ears, things would be different.
"Big mistake Draco." he said quietly too himself, took a deep breath and left the room.
The walk to the main dining hall was long and with each step his heart filled with dread.
Flashback…
"No I refuse mother…" the voice of the proud Draco Malfoy, was strangely muted this midsummer's evening .His eyes were trained at his feet, his ears picking up every sound around him as his ' mother' was silenced. It was a moment before she spoke again.
"Repeat that…son…what did you say?" Narcissa's soft voice, echoed in the enormous room. The evening had started with Draco being summoned for this meeting and Narcissa did not appreciate being refused.
"I said 'mother'…" Draco hissed, unable to control his anger, "I refuse to marry her." Draco's eyes slowly rose with this statement, they now rested on hers with cool determination.
"You refuse? HOW DARE YOU?" Narcissa roared, her hair fanning out behind her as her power surged to the surface. Draco flinched and she must have seen it because she smirked and sat down in her thrown like seat. In the shadows Lucius lingered watching the scene, he had been told to stay out of this. He too had flinched at the sound of his wife's voice.
"She will be your bride, she will carry your child and she will give that child to ME!" Narcissa whispered fiercely, her eyes flashing. With a false innocence she giggled.
"It's your father's fault I could never have any children of my own. His fault! You will do this because I say so! Because my sister left me with you! To grow old and to die barren! I want that child!" The last part was a soft breeze compared to the rest, but said with such ferocity; Draco felt fear, boil inside him.
"Why? you wouldn't" he paused," couldn't love it! What point is there of marriage, why her? She means nothing to me, nothing to you?" he knew that it was over; he would have to do as she said, and he knew that for his refusal earlier, he would be punished.
"She will come to us, she will find her way here, am I right Lucius?" Lucius hurried forward with as much grace as he could, so as not to anger her further. To this day, he loved his serpent of a wife; he kissed her on the hand with reverence.
"Yes my dear, it is arranged, this winter… Miss Granger will be a Malfoy."
A/N: that was it, that was the BIG mystery...lol, well i have many a plan in store for this little fic.
with love,
Hpobsession.
