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Chapter Eight- Conspiracy
Draco was by her side in an instant, carefully lifting her from the cold floor. He brushed the spare strands of brown hair from her eyes and carried her to his work chair, which he propped her up in comfortably.
"Huh? Never got that reaction before," his cousin laughed, and moved his hand to his mouth to poke at his protruding fangs.
"You scared her," Draco replied simply. He turned his face from the female and instead faced his cousin.
"No need for that look mate!" Franklin laughed and eased himself from the table.
"Well what do you even want?" Draco asked rather sharply, reaching instinctively for his wand. "Since the…" he glanced at his cousins neck, "accident, for want of a better word, you have kept away from the family and refuse to acknowledge any of us. Yet all of a sudden you reappear in my life and you expect me to open my arms and welcome you! Why come back now?" he fumed.
"Steady on Drake-"
"It's Draco! Do not call me 'Drake'!"
"Well then, Draco," Franklin sneered, "I thought it would be wise to get in touch. It has been a long time indeed, and I have realised that I have exiled myself and that was a stupid thing to do. I turned to you, believing you would be glad to see me, but when I do return, I find out that you're interested in the Muggle-born, more than you're interested in your own cousin! Can't we just go back to how we used to be? Cousins?"
Franklin held out a hand, and hesitantly, Draco shook it. He narrowed his cold eyes. There was something going on… He was almost sure of it.