Chapter 15

Introduction to the Family

After two days of sleeping off hangovers and resting from staying up for the wedding, I was bright eyed and bushy tailed to greet Draco's mother and sister for when they came to the Manor.

My dress for the party that night was already at the Manor, which the elves were getting ready for that night as I was up early making breakfast.

I was doing twenty things at once while Draco was still in bed, sleeping like the lazy aristocrat he was.

I set the table with a snap of my fingers, everything zooming into place. I gave myself a nod of approval before going to wake my future husband.

"Draco." I said, leaning against our bedroom doorframe.

Draco grunted, rolling over.

"Draco!" I shouted, turning the lights on with another snap of my fingers.

Draco groaned, covering his face with my pillow.

I smirked, deciding to get on my back and play the fake injury card. "DRACO!" I screamed, pretending I fell on my back. "QUICK I FELL AND SLIPPED A DISK IN MY BACK!"

Draco was up in an instant, lifting me up. "Shit, shit!" Draco muttered.

And I burst out laughing. "Got you!" I said, flipping out of Draco's arms and landing gracefully. "It was all a ploy to get you up!"

Draco collapsed on the bed, clutching his heart. "You ass! You nearly gave me a heart attack! That's not funny, Hannah!" he shouted.

I bit my lip.

Suddenly, Draco started laughing. "Now we're even." he laughed.

I scoffed, standing up and going back to check on breakfast. "You're a bastard!" I shouted.

"Oh, Hannah," Draco whispered, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "I was just playing."

I sniffed. "Sure." I muttered, flopping in front of the TV and turning it on.

"I'm sorry, my joke wasn't very nice was it?" Draco asked, blowing in my ear.

I smiled. "Neither was mine, was it?" I conceded as a knock came to the door.

"I GOT IT!" I shouted, sprinting to get it and throwing the door open with a snap of my fingers. "Good morning, Narcissa. Hi, Mel." I said, stepping back.

"Good morning, Hannah, dear." Narcissa replied, throwing her arms around me as Mel ran into the living room to jump on Draco's chest as Narcissa and I started into the kitchen.

"You cooked, Hannah!" Narcissa gushed, oddly impressed, yet disappointed. "Draco, don't you cook for your mother? And here I thought that you were going to treat her like a princess. Which princess, Cinderella?"

"She insisted, Mother!" Draco protested, feet on the table as Mel curled into his side as he channel surfed.

"Get your feet off my table!" I told him, smacking him over the head with a dish towel "I worked my ass off to clean this Manor yesterday and I wont have you of all people messing it up with your mother and sister over!" I scolded.

"Yes, dear." Draco muttered, getting up. "God, can I pick 'em, right, Mel?" Draco asked, turning to his baby sister.

"Yeah, Dracy!" Mel chirped, giggling as we sat down.

I gave Draco one more smack to the head and sat down. "Go ahead." I told them.

Draco smirked as I helped Mel get some food as Narcissa took a bit of everything.

"Merlin's pants, Draco, must you gorge yourself?" Narcissa asked as Draco took heaps of what I made.

Draco smirked. "Mother, when you taste her cooking, bloody hell, you wouldn't be saying that." Draco explained. "She could be working with Gordon Ramsey someday!"

"You cook professionally?" Narcissa asked me.

I blushed. "I dabbled a while ago." I mumbled. "The Dursleys forced me to cook for the family."

"Bloody hell, don't give her that!" Draco told me. "She was unanimously named the coven chef after everyone tasted what she made during the war."

I blushed redder. "Draco, I'm not that good." I mumbled.

Narcissa rolled her eyes after taking a bite. "Hannah, sweetheart, you're obviously humble for one of such remarkable culinary excellence. Finally, a Malfoy besides me that holds that personality trait."

"Thanks, Mum." Draco said, looking to his mother.

I could feel my ears go pink like a Weasley's.

That night, I swallowed as I brushed my hair. Narcissa had taken Draco and Mel earlier in the day to get ready, whereas Harry had came with me to get ready later, before the party even started.

Thankfully, Monique was invited and came earlier out of the goodness of her heart to style my hair, Rose coming with her to do my makeup.

Narcissa wouldn't let Draco and I look at each other before Monique swept me up to Narcissa's room to get me ready. It was as if I was getting ready for my wedding!

I bit my lip, swallowing. This would be the first time I would be meeting Draco's family outside Narcissa and Mel. As in, his grandmother Athena and step grandfather Ben, his other aunts and uncles besides Andromeda (although she was invited, leaving my godson with a sitter.) and Bellatrix (who thank Skinner was dead.), and other cousins. And I was worried as shit. What if they didn't like me as much as Lucius or Bellatrix did?

Monique was curling my hair that night as Rose added a light rosy tint to my cheeks.

"Damn, Hannah, your cheekbones are high!" she commented as she was working diligently on my eye makeup.

"Thanks." I said, cocking an eyebrow. "I think?"

"Trust me, Han, in the glitz world, high cheekbones are wonderful!" Monique assured me.

"Ok, fine." I said, rolling my eyes as they were closed.

"I saw that!" Pansy shouted.

"When'd you show up?" I asked.

"Just now, Narcissa sent me up. Good God, Monique! She looks fucking plain!"

"Thanks!" I said sarcastically. "That makes me feel a whole lot better about meeting my future aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents in law!"

"Sorry." Pansy mumbled.

"Forget about it." I muttered, swallowing and flinching when Monique burned the back of my neck. "Skinner!" I hissed.

"Sorry, Han." Monique muttered, finally setting the curling wand down after casting a Cooling Charm over it and starting to sculpt my hair, pulling it into a fishtail braid, clipping it into place with a delicate snake clip that Draco had given me and spraying glitter and hairspray into it.

"There, you look flawless." Monique announced as Rose finished with my eye makeup. "Go ahead. Take a look. You're Malfoy family ready."

I swallowed, standing up in dark green stiletto heels and staring at myself.

I sighed in relief. I didn't look too posh, but I looked elegant. The silver eye shadow made my metallic blue eyes pop and glow, matching with my dark green evening dress.

It was obviously full length, spaghetti straps and had a mid section of bling with a matching shawl.

"Hang on." Pansy said, taking my wrist and fastening my emerald and silver snake bracelet that Draco gave me the summer after first year when we got off the Hogwarts Express. "There, you're officially perfect."

"Not yet!" Rose hissed as I put my earrings on. "There, now she's officially perfect!"

"Correction." Narcissa said from the doorway.

I turned around. "Narcissa, please close the door, Draco can't see me yet, remember?"

"Of course, dear." Narcissa said, patting my arm and handing me a box. "Draco wanted to give you one of your Christmas gifts a little early this year."

I grinned as Narcissa opened the box to reveal a very familiar necklace.

"It was your mother's." Narcissa explained. "She told me before she died that I was to hold on to it until you turned seventeen, or until you got married. Now seems to be as good a time as any for you to have it. Draco dug it up this afternoon."

I cocked an eyebrow.

"Draco has a little too much free time." Narcissa explained.

I laughed. "That explains a lot." I giggled before taking the pendant in my hand.

It was a sterling silver bow, diamond embedded, the strands of the bow holding two sides of a beautiful rose diamond cut in the shape of a heart.

I smiled, closing my hand over the pendant. "Thanks, Mum." I muttered. "Thanks, Narcissa." I said louder.

"You're welcome, dear." Narcissa said, reaching behind me to put the necklace on. "Your mother told me that your father gave that to her while they were in their final year at Hogwarts. I think that's the very diamond that he proposed to her with."

I grinned, looking at myself. "Now I'm perfect." I told everyone.

Rose went white. "Oh my Toby, the Great Hannah Potter finally said something narcissistic!"

I blushed. "So?" I asked.

"In all the years I've known you, I have not once ever heard you say anything along the line of 'I'm beautiful,' or 'I'm gorgeous,' or 'I am absolutely flawless in this outfit.'" Pansy said, sounding absolutely impressed.

"She should have a vain moment or two in her lifetime." Narcissa pointed out before hearing everyone downstairs. "Oh, I'd better go and greet Lucius's mother. The woman is dying to meet Draco's little girlfriend…oh, sorry, fiancée."

I grinned. "Well, may I go find Draco now?" I asked.

"Oh, of course, sweetheart." Narcissa said, leading me out into the hall. "Draco just went downstairs from tucking Melody into bed."

I nodded. "Thanks, Narcissa." I said with a laugh before starting down the stairs into the ballroom.

Draco was leaning against the mantle of the fireplace, no doubt waiting for me.

I took a deep breath, settling my skirts and weaving through chattering people and making an effort not to mess up my hair or makeup.

Thankfully, luck was on my side that night and I came out on the other side unscathed.

And thankfully, I saw the fruits of my labour when Draco nearly slid into the fire at the sight of me.

I laughed, going to help him up. "Are you ok, Klutz-Zilla?" I asked him.

"Shut up." Draco muttered. "It wasn't funny. Damn…" he trailed off, looking me up and down. "You look…well, I'm just stunned."

I blushed. "Thanks." I said, rubbing the back of my neck with a grin.

Draco cleared his throat. "Well, we'd best go find my grandmother, she's been needling me to introduce her to you since she turned up."

I blushed, laughing as Draco lead me back into the crowd of strangers and other Slytherins from school talking and laughing.

"Found her." Draco said finally at the edge of the room, tapping an older woman on the shoulder. "She was putting her face on."

I shot Draco a dirty look as the woman turned around and greeted Draco.

For a woman that was supposed to have been Draco's grandmother, she looked very young. Couldn't have been older that sixty six, maybe sixty eight. She had to have had Narcissa young, because Narcissa looked about forty two.

This woman's hair was pulled into a bun, her hair bleached blond and whitening. Her eyes scanned me over before turning to Draco with a beautiful smile.

"So this is your little girlfriend!" the woman said excitedly.

"Grandmother, Hannah is my fiancée." Draco corrected. "Speaking of which, Hannah, this is my grandmother, Athena Malfoy."

"Oh, nice to meet you." I said, shaking the woman's hand.

"The pleasure's all mine, dear." Athena proclaimed, gripping my hand in both of hers. "She is beautiful."

I blushed, biting my lip. "Thanks." I muttered.

"It's about time you got on with it, Draco." Athena scolded her grandson. "From what your mother told me about her, she is a wonderful woman."

"She's amazing." Draco conceded, kissing my temple.

"Draco's told me eons about you, dear." Athena told me. "Ever since he was eleven, every letter from him had one mention of you and your shenanigans together."

I laughed. "Those were the days." I said, finally starting to feel comfortable around her.

"Draco seemed to have gotten you into quite a few fixes, dear." Athena laughed.

I grinned. "Yes, he did. Nothing I couldn't handle, though."

"I can see how you can manage yourself. You're just like that Harley Quinn girl." Athena laughed.

I raised my eyebrows to Draco. "She doesn't know that I'm Harley Quinn?" I mouthed.

"I couldn't really tell her, could I?" Draco whispered into my ear. "She was on the run during the war, what more do you want?"

"Touché. Does she like Harley, anyway?" I mouthed back.

"Loves her. Thinks she's like a Greek heroine!" Draco muttered.

"Did you know Harley, dear?" Athena asked me.

I blushed. "Actually, yes, I do." I said honestly. "I see her every time I look in the mirror."

Athena looked taken aback. "How do you mean?" she asked me.

"Grandmother, Hannah is Harley Quinn. It was a pseudonym to keep her safe." Draco explained.

Athena clapped a hand over her mouth. "You? Harley Quinn?"

I blushed. "Yeah."

Athena took my hands again. "Draco, I always thought you'd be stuck with a girl that was boring and bland…but Hannah Potter and Harley Quinn? I'm impressed, sweetheart."

Draco grinned. "Thanks, Grandmother."

"Ben!" Athena called to a dark haired man. "Ben, come here, come and meet Draco's fiancée!"

The man stepped forward with an arm wrapped around Athena. He looked personally like a male version of Esmeralda from the Hunchback of Notre Dame. He had short curly black hair and piercing green eyes, not to mention tanned skin.

"Draco, Hannah, this is Ben Frollo. Your step grandfather and future grandfather-in-law." Athena introduced.

"So you're the famous Hannah Potter." Ben greeted, taking my hand and kissing it. "Draco was right when he described you. A raven haired beauty."

I flushed. "Nice to meet you." I muttered honestly.

"The pleasure is all mine, my dear girl." Ben grinned, releasing my hand.

It took everything that Draco had to keep him from growling possessively.

You're dead, Frollo. Stay away from her, she's mine! Draco thought.

I smacked him. "Draco!" I hissed.

"Sorry, love." Draco muttered, shutting up. "Your mind reading is really terrifying sometimes."

I grinned as Athena and Ben went to talk to Narcissa with a sweet farewell.

"They like you." Draco smirked, leading me towards some cousins. "You have good luck with my family…besides the members in Azkaban and dead." Draco added in a mutter.

"Oi, Draco!" one of the girls said, slapping Draco across the back.

I was a little taken aback at the lack of British accent, but overlooked it from the interesting American accent.

"Hello, Pandora." Draco said with a grin.

"So here's the famous little Hannah." Pandora giggled, shaking my hand. "Draco says a lot about you. You and Quidditch is all he talks about. I'm Pandora."

"Hannah, nice to meet you." I said with a laugh.

"You are as short as Draco claimed." a heavy French accent sounded next to me.

I whipped around to find a bleach blonde girl with the signature Malfoy eyes and a willowy frame.

"Sadie!" Draco threw his arms around the woman. "I'm so glad you came."

"Likewise." the woman called Sadie said. "I am so glad to meet toi nouveau chéri, mon cousin."

Draco started conversing with Sadie in rapid French, but I understood exactly what he was saying (thank you, Pansy!)

"Yes. I'm so sorry you never got to meet before the war. But the past is the past, the fact we're all here now."

I grinned.

"Oh, stop with the French, people!" the woman called Pandora sighed. "I can't understand you two from Adam!"

"He was apologizing to her for not being able to get us to acquaint each other before the war started." I said.

Sadie looked at me. "Vous parlez français?"

I nodded. "Oui, mon ami Pansy m'a enseigné à partir de la première année à la sixième année. C'est un plaisur de vous recontrer, Draco m'a dit tant de choses."

Sadie grinned. "Yes, it is a pleasure. I'm glad Draco told you about the Malfoys in France."

I grinned back at her as we shook hands.

"I like her." Sadie told Draco. "Much more zan zat Greengrass girl."

I blushed an even deeper pink.

"'Ow about a dance, Draco?" Sadie asked. "For old time's sake?"

Draco smirked. "You don't mind, do you, Hannah?" Draco asked me.

"Of course not, I'll hang out with Pandora." I said with a grin.

"Thanks. I'll be back in a couple minutes." Draco muttered, kissing my forehead and going off with Sadie.

"You're a lucky chick, you know." Pandora announced with a laugh. "Draco could be with anyone, he chose you, you chose him. He's lucky, too. You could be with anyone."

I laughed. "I could. But I don't see myself with anyone but him." I stated proudly.

"Hannah…" I heard a voice behind me that wasn't Draco's or Harry's, but one that I knew so well.

I turned around and saw Alvaro Diamond standing there. "What do you want?" I demanded.

"To talk to you." Alvaro said, taking my arm and dragging me outside.

"When Draco comes back, he will kick you out." I told him before he smacked me into the wall.

"I don't care." Alvaro said. "I have to warn you."

"About?" I asked.

"Call off your wedding if you want to live." Alvaro told me.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"If. I. Were. You. I'd. Call. Off. Your. Wedding. Before. Something. Unpleasant. Happens. To. You." Alvaro said slowly and carefully.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded.

"It means you can't marry Draco!" Alvaro shouted.

"And why not?" I demanded.

"Because he's trying to kill you!" Alvaro shouted. "He's finishing his father's work to kill you!"

"If he was trying to kill me, he would have let me die in that classroom!" I shouted.

Alvaro held my arms. "Hannah, listen to me. If you go through with this wedding, you won't survive a year. They'll hunt you down."

"I'll live as long as I can, then." I announced. "Live as normally as I can until they do come, if you happen to be right."

Alvaro growled, grabbing my arms tightly. "Are you joking?! That's a sick joke, Hannah! Do you know what they'll do to you when they find you! You won't be normal, you won't be able to live without looking over your shoulder for a Death Eater with his wand at your throat!" he shouted, shaking me.

"Ow!" I shouted. "Alvaro, let go of me!" I told him.

"Not until you call off your wedding!" Alvaro shouted, looking good and ready to backhand me across the face.

"Alvaro, stop it!" I shouted. "Alvaro, you're hurting me!"

"Good." Alvaro growled, shaking me faster and harder.

Before I could say anything, I heard a feral snarl and I was yanked back and Alvaro himself was thrown into the wall.

"You ever put your hands on her again, I'll rip your fucking throat out!" Draco snarled, wand in Alvaro's face. "Whoever even let you past security is a nice person, because I would have killed you."

"She doesn't belong with you!" Alvaro spat.

"That's her choice to make!" Draco growled angrily, letting go of Alvaro and looking to me.

I didn't hesitate, I shoved Alvaro aside and threw my arms around Draco.

"Get. Off. My. Family's. Land." Draco snarled.

Alvaro stood straight. "It's still not too late, Hannah." was all he told me before he Disapparated with a spin of his heel.

I held onto Draco. "Fuck him." I growled, wincing from the light throbbing pain in my arms.

Draco rubbed them, sneering at where Diamond Disapparated. "Bastard." he muttered, rubbing my arm. "Are you alright?" he asked me.

I nodded. "Shaken up, but fine." I murmured shakily.

"Don't worry, Spitfire, I won't him touch you again. He does, scream for me and I'll kill him." Draco murmured, rubbing my shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"I look alright, right?" I asked, settling my skirts.

"Not a hair out of place." Draco smirked, leading me inside. "Although you may need to explain a couple bruises."

I grinned, resting my head on Draco's shoulder as he whirled me back into the ballroom.

Late that night, when we were allowed to go back to our Manor, Draco locked the door and took me into the living room to turn on the TV.

I sat on his lap, taking my hair out of its braid after I changed into a pair of track pants and a sports bra and washed my face.

Draco took a hold of one of my arms and huffed. "Bastard."

I looked at my arm and paled. My arm was already yellowing. I was going to bruise.

"Relax." Draco told me, rubbing my shoulders. "I have something to fix that."

I grinned, cuddling into him. "What d'you say we get the coven over for Christmas tomorrow?" I asked.

"Sure." Draco said with a grin. "But, invite Diamond and I'm calling off the wedding."

"Done." I agreed, resting my head on his shoulder as Draco rocked me.

I sighed, letting my eyes begin to close as Draco rubbed my back, humming my lullaby.

I smiled, willing myself to drift in and out of sleep, vaguely hearing a rerun of the eleven o'clock news from my doped out stupor.

The Tome will kill any person that is not a descendant of Morgan le Fay, one who possesses the Dark Gift.

"The book will be mine." a cloaked figure swam in front of my face. "Even if I have to kill everyone you love to get it, it will be mine."

"Keep it locked up!" I could hear Sarah Ravencroft whisper into my ear. "Don't let it leave your sight! They'll kill everyone you love like they killed Ramona!

She-Cat diving in front of me appeared, her cold empty violet eyes tearing my soul into a thousand pieces. I killed her. After all the people I had killed, I killed my best friend!

"She-Cat!" I sobbed. "She-Cat, come back to me!"

"Meow…" was all I heard before she disappeared.

"She-Cat. She-Cat!"

"She-Cat!" I shouted, jolting awake.

Draco picked me up and carried me to bed.

"I gotta get rid of that Tome." I said, shaking and on the verge of sobbing uncontrollably as I threw my arms around Draco.

Draco rubbed my back and kissed my forehead. "It was just a dream." he assured me.

"She's dead because of me." I whispered into Draco's shoulder, now sobbing.

Draco played with my hair and rocked me as I calmed down to the beating of Draco's heart.

And the instant I heard Draco singing my lullaby, I dropped off just like a fussy baby in their cradle.