Disclaimer- All credit goes to J.K Rowling except the idea
Chapter 2
Lucius paced the length of the room, every now and again he stopped and looked at the door. While Narcissa sat down watching her husband, she was upset, the first thought that came to her mind was that Christina was Lucius daughter, but not with her. With some other woman.
"Is she yours?" Narcissa straightening her posture to make her seem like she was just curious but her voice betrayed her. Lucius stopped his pacing and faced her.
"No, she is not mine" Lucius said sighing. "She must have been lying when she was a Malfoy" He said it confidently like it was the only answer.
"She sure looks like one," Narcissa said, her worries now easing up when she found out that Lucius had not cheated on her. "Her face looked like a Malfoys"
"Yes but she hasn't got the hair like a Malfoy" Lucius said taking a seat beside his wife, taking her hand in his. "Whoever she is, what do we do with her?"
"We look after her till she is well enough to go" Narcissa said giving her husband a look, that meant 'Listen to me or else'. Lucius nodded. That seems like the best thing to do, the girl was obviously in pain.
"Where do you think she came from" Narcissa asked, while Lucius only shrugged. He had always had an answer to every question that came his way, but this one he had no clue. Cristina was like a mystery to him.
They both sat in silent, both wanting answers that neither of them knew. Lucius needed to speak to the girl, he needed to know who she was, and where she came from. Narcissa was just glad that Lucius hadn't cheated on her, but who this girl's father was she didn't know. Lucius had no brothers or sisters, as he was the only Malfoy other than Narcissa and Draco.
It was then the door creaked open there heads snapped up. Wendy walked out, with bags under her eyes. It had been a long night, for everyone. "She is alive and is asking for you" Wendy said and stepped aside so the impatient couple could storm into the room.
Christina lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling, she was still pale but not much as before. A silver dagger lay next to her. She looked so at peace, Narcissa and Lucius stood there watching her in silence, they didn't know what to say. What could they who are you and what are you doing here?
"It's rude to stare," She said smirking "You taught me that Grandma when I was seven years old" The comment took Narcissa by surprise, was Christina talking to her. She had never taught this girl anything.
"What do you mean?" Lucius asked
"Well to start it off I am a Malfoy, just not from your time" Christina said ignoring the glances that her Grandparents gave her. This may be her only opportunity, she had not travelled this far, for her not to be listened to.
"My father is Draco Malfoy, I was born eight or seven years from now. My name is Christina Malfoy, but everyone calls me Chrissy" Christina finished and gave her Grandparents time to take it all in
"How did you get here?" Lucius finally said after a period of time.
"To be perfectly honest I have no clue, last thing I remember is running from this death eater, and then I was clutching the ring my Dad gave me. Then I was here" Christina admitted clutching her ring tightly in her hands.
"May I see this ring?" Lucius asked taking steps towards Chrissy as she handed her most precious item to him. Lucius looked closely at the girls ring. It was the same as his. The Malfoy family ring supposable passed down from father to son, when they become of age. "How did you get this?"
"My father got me it when I was twelve years old" She said her eyes becoming sad "Before he-" Her voice trailed off.
"Before he what Chrissy?" Narcissa asked
"Before I saw him and Mom die" She whispered knowing that she couldn't lie to them, they were going to find out one way or another. Narcissa let out a gasp as she grabbed Lucius arm, her grip tight.
"But that was six years ago," Chrissy said "Would you like the long version or the short version?" She asked
"The long one and don't miss out any details." Lucius said and the girl nodded and sat up. Her grey eyes were fixed on Lucius grey one and Narcissa's ice blue orbs.
"My name is Christina Malfoy, my mom chose it and I'm seven teen years old. I was born eight years from now, and my parents have been married since they were twenty years old. Dad chose his wife, you didn't choose her Grandpa"
Lucius was taken aback by this but didn't say anything. "I'm a half-blood, my mother is a muggle-born. I'm in Slytherin house. And when my parents died I lived with you. In my time Voldemort comes back, and his death eaters are stronger than ever. That's when you run to Italy so the death eaters don't get you. I stay and fight, for my parents for my freedom"
She had finished and she looked carefully at her grandparents. Waiting for any signs of movement but they all had the same expression, dis-belief. They didn't believe her, how could they. It had only been a few months since Voldemort had been killed.
"Why are you here?" Lucius asked.
"I need to see my parents one more time" Chrissy lied, that was partly the reason why. It was actually because she needed to something out. She remembered her last moment in her own time before everything changed.
Chrissy ran, I mean she had to other wise he would come. Voldemort had finally discovered the truth and know he was after her. She ran through the streets of diagon alley, the rain soaking her, so her clothes stuck to her skin.
"I'm coming for you" The death eater shouted his voice filled with venom. Chrissy knew what would happen if he caught her, he would have his way with her. She shuddered at the thought and kept on running.
Coming to a stop in front of a brick wall, she hit it with her hand in frustration. She had to escape, she needed to escape. The man covered by a hood walked up to her, a smirk on his lips and his wand stretched towards the trembling girl.
"What are you going to do to me?" Chrissy said her voice only a whisper.
"The dark lord wants you dead, and he has given me the chance to do it," He said "I was given the same job six years ago. To kill your parents. It was quite simple actually kill one and the other just follows"
Chrissy's blood now ran cold, she now knew who he was. Blaise Zabini. Death Eater. The man who killed her parents. "You" She spat, her hatred for this man take over her fear.
"Why yes it's me," In a few step Blaise was by her side. Too close that she needed to put her back against her wall just to get some space. "Before I killed you mother, she was practically begging to be killed. You want to know why? It's because she was weak. She was a filthy mudblood, and you are exactly the same"
Chrissy's vision turned red, she used all her energy to push the much bigger man away from her, but not before a searing pain made her cripple over in pain. Her hand went straight to her stomach. There she found a hilt, a hilt that belonged to a dagger, which was planted firmly in her stomach.
Blaise looked at her and laughed coldly "I always win" Chrissy clutched her family ring that was tied around her neck. She not dare put it on, as it was still her Dads. Only one thing was going through her mind, how she wants to see her parents one more time before she died.
Then she no longer felt the rain hit her skin or the cobble floor beneath her. Instead it was earth, dry earth. With no clue where she was, she staggered towards a house in the distance, trying not to die on the way.
Chrissy knew watching her Grandparents discus something in the corner, that something was wrong and that it wouldn't be as easy as she thought.
