A.N. Hey guys! Back again with Chapter Five! YAY!! I'll be redoing the other chapters as fast as I can so expect some changes. Starting all the way back with chapter one I'll be rewriting the chapters to be LONGER and MORE DETAILED so please be patient. and it would be best for you guys to reread the chapters when you get notified.
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CHAPTER FIVE
"You think he's alright?" Apollo asked, as they hurried down the hallway.
"I hope so," Estelle said. "He seemed pretty upset when he left."
Apollo snorted. "Gee, you think? It's his 21st birthday, all his friends are here, no parental supervision and he left at 8:30 p.m. What do you think?"
"Don't take it out on her, Apollo, she's just as worried as the rest of us," Aurora's cool voice cut in.
Apollo sighed. "I know, I know. It's just… If she said something to upset him-"
"You know she did. The question is what?" Aurora's voice gained a quizzical tone.
"I'll bet I know," Alba's voice was grim. "There's only one thing that rat is after when it comes to Draco… I'll bet it was about their wedding arrangement.
Apollo laughed. "You mean fathomed, fantasized and completely delirious wedding arrangement. There is no way Father would ever allow that conniving little-
"Apollo! Don't use such language. What if someone heard you?!"
Estelle giggled as her impetuous older brother was chastised by her twin.
"But who's there to hear me?" Apollo scratched his head; genuinely puzzled. Everyone else is at the party, well, the important people anyway. And you're not that important."
By this time the group had reached Draco's room and Alba knocked on the door. No answer.
"Draco?" Alba said. After not receiving an answer, Alba turned the knob and found it unlocked. "Come on," he said. "We can wait here 'til he comes back."
"If he ever comes back," Estelle said with a sigh.
Apollo rolled his eyes and shook head as he took a seat in the sitting room and turned his head to gaze at the stars.
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After the encounter with Pug-uh- Miss Parkinson, Draco had left the room and was on his way down the hallway and into the West Wing to his father's chambers.
'What'd she mean with that whole "ask your father Draco"? Does she know something I don't? And he knew?? And he didn't tell me?? What the hell!
All of these thoughts swirling through Draco's head only seemed to make him more confused and angry, and confused that he was angry, and angry that he was confused.
By the time he reached the cool grey door with the Roman Numeral XII (12) on it, Draco's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
He was so caught up in the tornado of his mind that he didn't even notice the other voice in the room with his father.
Draco barged into the room without even knocking.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Lucius looked up, confused.
"What's wrong, Draco?" Severus said.
"How could you? How could you possibly even consider handing me over to it? And all of its family!? Draco looked helpless.
"Draco, calm down, boy," Severus' calm, soothing voice stated.
"Start from the beginning, Draco. Tell me what the problem is and we'll see how we can fix it."
Even through the turmoil, Draco was aware that Lucius was acting out of character. His father had very rarely expressed his concern for any of his children this openly or this easily before.
"The only way you can fix it is to cancel the wedding!"
Lucius' face took on a look of understanding even as Severus' face scrunched up in confusion.
"What?" he asked puzzled.
Lucius ignored him; his attention focused on Draco. "Draco, I can explain, I-"
"I don't need you to explain I just need you to fix it!"
"Draco, just calm down, son."
Draco sighed and looked dejected ,Lucius took a deep breath and Severus, who, by now had perceived that something was greatly amiss had moved to sit in the window seat where he would be out of the way and still be able to find out what was going on.
"Draco, you read the book I gave you on Veela, right?"
Draco nodded. "Cover to cover. Why?"
"Well, Draco you know that once a Veela turns 18, that he or she is viable to come into his or her Inheritance, but it sometimes takes a while, right?"
Draco nodded.
"And you know that a Veela needs his or her mate to function, right?" Again, another affirmative nod.
"And, Draco you also know that the Veela gene is not very dominant, correct?"
Draco nodded again, this time looking rather curious. 'What does all of this have to do with his explanation, anyway?'
"Father, I memorized the book cover to cover. I read it four times. It was very straight forward and informative."
"Well not informative enough." Lucius said. "Draco, there are some things the book neglects to mention. Such as the minute detail that a Veela does not have to bond with their mate in order to survive. The Veela simply has to be in constant, close proximity to their mate. It would be much harder and more painful but it can be done."
Draco simply nodded. He was trying to understand why his father would choose to relay this bit of information to him right now. And, he wondered if it had any relevance at all to what he had asked.
"But, Father, what does any of this have to do with what I asked? I don't understand."
Lucius paused and looked thoughtful as he contemplated something. "Well, Draco, the truth is I-"
He stopped and shook his head. "Never mind. We'll talk later. Goodnight Draco."
"WHAT? But Father I-"
"I said goodnight Draco. I'll see you later."
Draco looked taken aback. He'd perceived that his father had something important to say and though impatient, had opted to allow his father the courtesy of speaking first. He sensed that whatever his father had to say was of great importance to both him and his father and so had been rather surprised that Lucius stopped just as he remembered that Severus was in the room, almost as if he didn't want Severus to hear.
He found this very strange seeing as how Severus had been a close friend of the king's even before Lucius had married Narcissa.
Confused and perturbed by many things this evening, Draco rose and exited the room without even returning Severus quiet "Goodnight Draco."
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Apollo sighed for the umpteenth time in goodness knows how long.
'How long is he going to take anyway?'
Apollo was just about to voice aloud that they should all return to their rooms and see Draco in the morning when the doorknob turned.
Draco stepped in and stopped short. "Hey guys, what's up?"
"You tell us," Alba gave him a concerned look.
"Huh?"
"What happened with Pugzilla, Smart One?" Apollo quipped.
"Oh, you mean that unfortunate incident?" Draco looked thoughtful. "Well, she said we were going to get married, I told her she was dreaming, she laughed and I left."
"Well we were worried about you," Estelle said, looking worried.
"Well where did you go? What happened next? Did you go see Father?" Alba fired, ever the interrogating one."
Draco spoke slowly. "I went to see Father and we talked."
"Well, what'd he say?"
Draco's brow furrowed. "Actually, he didn't say anything. Not about Pansy anyway."
"What do you mean?"
"He said some stuff about Veela; I don't know. Guys, I'm tired so if you don't mind-"
"Sure, Draco. You sure you're okay though?" Aurora fussed.
"I'm fine, Rori. Just tired."
"Well, goodnight then." Aurora said and everyone else echoed her.
"Goodnight guys."
And with that, everyone left.
Draco sighed as he changed into a pair of silky green pajamas. It had been a long day and he was looking forward to a good night's rest.
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