Chapter Two
"Here's good luck to Draco's ventures,
Draco's out of his indentures."
Pour the Pirate Sherry.
Draco tensed slightly but hastily hid it. He didn't want his mother unduly worried. Instead he raised an immaculate eyebrow.
"What grave catastophe have you planned for me now?"
Cissa bit her lip and looked away. They crossed the drawbridge in silence, Draco growing more apprehensive by the moment. They signaled a bus and climbed aboard.
Draco took the wand his mother handed him. He twirled it swiftly and smiled. It wasn't his original one. That had been broken when he first entered. he still had missed this.
"Draco. I know you always valued your heritage."
Draco took the sandwich his mother offered and took a bite. "Wh' bou' it?" He managed through the turkey and provalone. Cissa smacked him lightly.
"Don't talk with your mouth full."
He grinned at her and hugged her again. Merlin had he missed her.
"So what is important? What can't wait til we get home?"
"Draco. I know you love the fact that you're better than every one because you're a Malfoy."
"Did, Mum. Not any more. You don't get treated differently in prision because of who you are. Not by those creatures."
"Good! Then you won't be upset to hear you aren't a Malfoy!"
Draco choked on the bit of bread. His mom pounded his back for him until he finally managed to wheezingly ask, "Whaza?"
Not the most eloquacious reply, but Cissa took it at face value. "Lucius isn't your real father."
"What? You and dad weren't married?"
"Oh, we were married. I was already knocked up, as you would say, when we were married. YOur father and I loved each other dearly, but circumstances drove us a part. Lucius proposed and I was just desparate enough for security I said yes. He wasn't too upset to find you weren't his. He promised to care for you as his own, regardless of what would happen to me, until you turned twenty two. Then you were to be told the truth and sent on your way."
Draco blinked.
And blinked.
And blinked.
And finally said. "You apprenticed me... as a son?"
Cissa patted her bewildered son's hands and stood. The bus was slowing and Draco followed his mother in something of a daze. He glanced around. "Where are we?"
She smiled at him. "Penzance."
(A/N: I"M ALIIIIIIVVVVVEEEEE! Ah, I'm gonna try to update one fic a week!