Pirate Blood

Chapter 31

Real Dreams

Chris morphed back into Kaylee as soon as she entered the manor. She walked into the parlor to see if Rachel and Narcissa were around. "Hello, Kaylee." a man said.

"Lucius." Kaylee said.

"Now, didn't I say to stay away from my son?" he said.

"Yes, you did."

"Why are you here, then?"

"Draco asked me to come."

"You were supposed to stay away from Draco. Was I not clear about that?"

"You were very clear about that. You know that I've never been one to do what I'm told, Lucius."

"Are you aware that your life is in my hands? I should kill you right now."

"You should. After all, you can just stupefy me, and take me to Voldemort. Do the whole ceremony thing to unleash hell. Then you could just kill me. But you won't."

"Who says I wouldn't?"

"You didn't kill me in Paris, Australia, Massachusetts, Florida, Japan, Italy, or Sweden. You had the chance. You always had the chance. You just could never take it. You tried to kill me before I left." Lucius looked shocked, "You thought I didn't see you outside my window? You had your wand raised and all. Then at my father's fiftieth birthday party. You tried to slip a potion in my champagne. Then you took it away before I could take a sip. Of course it took me until I was on the run to realize exactly why you had done those things, but I did. You couldn't bear to hurt me when I was thirteen. You knew that it would break Draco's heart. You can't bear to hurt family. Now you really can't hurt me."

"I could simply lead the Dark Lord in the right direction." he said.

"No, you couldn't. Lucius, you actually have a heart. It's a very, very small heart. But all the same, you have one. By the way, thank you for everything."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You instilled a picture of me into Rachel's mind. She wouldn't otherwise me able to remember me. Also, you made sure she got back to Draco. And basically, you're risking your life for me everyday. So thank you for everything."

"Don't start to think that I'm a fluffy teddy bear or something childish."

"Oh, I know you aren't completely nice. You kill innocent people. You broke up me and Draco. You watched my father die."

"Kaylee, I have no idea how, but you know more than you should."

"I've had the theory that you conspired with my mother to break up me and Draco since the night we 'broke up'. Polyjuice potion. I never really knew for sure that you watched my father die, but I assumed. You were helping me much more than you usually do. You feel guilty."

"I don't help you."

"You try to lead him in the other direction. I know you do."

"He is getting suspicions that you are in Europe. My guess would be that in Spring, he'll figure it out and attack." Lucius disapparated.

"Why the hell was Lucius here?" Draco asked, coming into the parlor.

"You were listening the whole time, you should know." Kaylee said.

"Yeah, well, I didn't know he was helping you."

"Neither did I. Takes a while to figure out that in some twisted way, he is protecting and helping me."

Blaise burst in the door of the Malfoy Manor. "Draco, I need to talk to you." he said.

"What's wrong, Blaise?" Kaylee asked.

"No offense, Kaylee, I love you and all, but I need to talk to Draco."

"Alright. I'll be upstairs with Rachel if you need me."

Draco and Blaise sat down in the parlor. "Are you okay man?" Draco asked.

"No." Blaise said, "No where close to okay."

"What is it?"

"Isabel. I dreamt about her every night for nearly three years. I haven't dreamt about her since the train ride."

"That's good, Blaise."

"No it isn't. She's gone. I mean I have taken three naps in the middle of the day, just to try to get her back. But she isn't there."

"Blaise, it's been over a year. I know you don't like to hear it, but Isabel is dead."

"I think she's alive, Draco. It's all to real to be in my head."

"After Kaylee left, I had dreams too. They seem so real, but then you wake up."

"But Draco, she says things, does things, things I have never heard, seen, or expected her to do. She told me she wouldn't come back."

"And she wanted you to move on right? I had those dreams. Kaylee would tell me she loves me, but I need to move on."

"But then Isabel changed," Blaise said, ignoring Draco, "like when she morphs. She was a brunette, in Hufflepuff. Her whole face changed, except for her eyes. It looked like a girl in my Divination class. I asked why she wore hufflepuff robes. Do you know what she said? 'Because that's my house, love.' I have no idea why I'd dream of that girl. I think it's Isabel."

"Blaise, how could it be her?"

"She could be in metamorphmagus form. She's hiding."

"BLAISE! We-saw-her-in-the-coffin. We watched her get buried. She's dead! She is not coming back! Just accept it!"

"You said Kaylee was dead."

"I said probably. We have solid proof that Izzie is dead. We watched them bury her until they were done. We saw her dead body in the coffin. She's dead!"

"Kaylee believes me." Kaylee came out of the hall. "You two both eavesdrop on everything." Blaise said.

"Why would you believe him, Kaylee?"

"Some of your dreams, after I left, weren't always dreams."

"What?" Draco said.

"You see, Isabel was always good with divination, she checked up on you two. You were both having nightmares about the two of us. So we looked up a spell. It's called the Real Dream Spell. Whenever the subject went to sleep you cast the spell and you're in the subjects head, in whatever setting you wanted. I can't guarantee that all the dreams were real, but most of them...were real."

"Did you ever plan to tell me?" Draco asked.

"Draco, I only started talking to you again two days ago. You can't expect everything to come out in two days."

"How long were the dreams real?" Draco asked.

"Two years. You can only do it when you definitely know the subject is asleep. Isabel was the only one who could tell. But if she morphed back while you were asleep, Blaise, that means someone was waking her up. It happened once to me when my dad was waking me up."

"That's why I saw that Japanese girl." Draco said.

"Yeah."

"But Isabel died. We saw her body. How could she be alive?" Draco asked.

"Isabel and I sort of had a plan. I didn't mention it, because I didn't think she followed it. I also didn't want to raise everyone's hopes for nothing. While we were hiding, Isabel and I figured out that if we put an open cut against someone else's open cut, then we try to morph, we'll morph them instead. We also learned, in Japan, that you can deflect spells using a mirror. She could have deflected an Avada Kedavra and morphed the Death Eater. But Blaise, you can't assume that this girl is Isabel. You have to see her wrist. If it has the tattoo, then it's her."

"Can't she change her tattoos?" Blaise asked.

"Yes, but as we were traveling, we wanted something to stay the same. The Club Tattoos stayed." Kaylee said.

"So there is a possibility that Isabel is alive? She could be doing the spell?"

"Blaise, this isn't likely."

"But it could happen?"

"Yes."

"Thank you Kay!" Blaise hugged her and ran out.

"Why do I have the feeling that I should have kept that to myself?"

"You know he is going to get his hopes up. What's going to happen when he finds out it's not Isabel?"

"What if it is Isabel?"

"It can't be Isabel. We saw her dead. Impossible."

"Draco, we live in the wizarding world. There is no such thing as impossible."

(A/N: interesting? I thought it was. what about you? tell me in a review! PLEASE REVIEW! I'm really having writer's block at the moment and I need reviews! l8r, Nikki)