Draco's Dilemma
~The Night Before~
If it was real, what happened to the time between when the argument had happened and when he woke up this morning? There was so very much missing, it wasn't funny. But as he sat there, things began to come back to him as he thought about everything that had happened after he had overheard his parent's arguing.
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After leading him away from his father's stuffy, she left him to his room, which he found to be quite childish, considering that this was the room of his nine year old self and not his older self. He tried to think about the memories from this time frame, but found that he had none… he never really had a chance to do so. "What exactly is going on?"
"We're going to by letting your father stay alone in this house of his," his mother muttered, opening some of Draco's dresser drawers, pulling out some of his clothes that were obviously too small and putting them into one pile, while putting some others into another pile.
Draco's eyes flared with anger. "What do you mean by that? You can't be serious!"
"Shush… Dolby!" then with a loud crack, Dobey the house elf appeared, obviously not happy with the fact that time had changed, and he had to as of yet get his freedom a second time, as it hadn't been granted yet… of so he could assume, as it wasn't until Harry Potters second year.
"Yes, Mistress Malfoy?" Dolby didn't dare not call her that, however, he didn't stop even after he was free, due to recoil.
Draco's eyes had gone wide. Dolby had died towards the end, having been hit as he had brought the chandelier down upon the heads of those around them, fleeing with Potter and the few of Potter's allies with his last bit of magic, but it was obvious that Dolby had died even to the young Malfoy… it was talked about. Now he saw that he was here, and quite alive.
It was then that Draco, from the shock and reality of things, suddenly retched, the food in his stomach suddenly hitting the ground. His mother placed a hand on Draco's forehead, then spoke to the House Elf. "Would you bring a couple of suitcases to my room and Draco's. After you do, you can have these socks that are too small for Draco."
Both Draco and Dolby's eyes both suddenly went wide. While Draco was lost for words, Dolby spoke up. "You're giving me my freedom mistress?"
"Well… you've already had a taste of freedom, haven't you? That would cause problems for both you and us," Narcissa commented. "And you were quite bothersome towards the end."
"Then lady should wish to hinder and restrict Dobey's powers, not free them," the House Elf commented.
"Well… you'll end up free one way or another," she commented. "This makes it under my terms."
With that , Dolby suddenly popped out. Narcissa then turned to her son. "You think that the main reason I'm doing this is because of the fact that I'm angry at your father. One should say that is one of the reasons I'm doing it. Of course, for any House Elf other then Dolby, it would be punishment, so he is also the only one I can do this with."
At that, Dolby popped up again, placing the suitcase on the bed and opening it. Draco was surprised his father hadn't made a move yet. It was rather laughable. However, his mother began to put the clothes into the suitcase and he knew she meant business. Dolby then disappeared and came back, picking out mismatching socks from the pile and putting them on.
"Kreature," Narcissa suddenly called out.
"Yes Mistress Cissy?" the old house elf popped in. "You know I'm under Sirius Black's domain. I can not disobey any order he has given."
"Don't worry," Narcissa commented. "I just have a few favors to ask."
"They be?" the old creature asked.
"First, until Dobey can get on his own feet, let him stay at Sirius's place. I am sure this is something Black can't insist you've done wrong and goes against any of his orders,"
"May I ask mistress why you freed a House Elf," Kreature muttered, glaring venomously at Dobey.
Narcissa then bent down and whispered into Kreature's ear. "Lucius is not… how to put it… he's…"
Kreature nodded his head, the women not having to explain a thing. "And the other favor?"
"To have our suitcases delivered to the inn that leads into Diagon Alley," she commented, clicking the suitcase shut. She then pulled Draco behind her.
Where they came to be was a place Draco hadn't been since he was five years old and his father had demanded that privacy be maintained, Draco was too old to come into his parents room. This added to his shock as he watched his mother pack her suitcase. His eyes nervously scanned the room and then fell upon a calendar with some dates marked on it.
Narcissa saw where he was looking and reached over for the calendar, to which she at first turned pale. However, she then clutched it to her chest, then also put the calendar into the suitcase. When it clicked shut, Kreature came and took the suitcase away."
The next thing Draco knew, his mother was pulling a cloak over herself, and one over Draco, quite possibly to hide who they were. She then opened the fireplace up with the floo powder. His eyes went wide as he thought of fire in the fireplace and he balked. How his mother succeeded in getting them to where they went, he had no clue, as he had passed out.
Author's note – I dropped a small hint as to Narcissa Malfoy's odd behavior in this chapter. The first tie in to Lord of the Rings will happen next chapter.