11/13/2012

Chapter Two~ The Reason

The room was dimly lighted, but the walls of the room were of a dark shade of green, a Slytherin green more or less. A poor tasteful choice by one of his follower's wife. The bed, desk and even the chairs were hand craved from an oak tree, but the wood it self looked dark. Maybe because of the way the firelight was hitting it, or it was from aging that the hard oak wood started to darken. The room held a four post bed, that had long, smooth black drapes on both sides of the queen* size bed.

Bookcases lined the walls, filled with ancient books of both known and unknown regions. Both containing many different genres, from potions to curses, charms to arithmancy, dark arts to runes. And several on muggles and muggles history. 'Light' reading he told a follower, who had mange to pick it up for him one day as he requested. And his very own personal copy of 'Hogwarts: A History'. His old school books, a few selves to themselves, laid next to an armchair that was placed in from of the fireplace.

Few lamps were placed around the room, a dresser and some other things that held no meaning to him. None of it did. Well expect the books and a few private things of his.

But the rest, nothing. He didn't know why he picked up the child from Hogsmed and brought her back. There most of been a purpose in his actions, but what. He pounder in his armchair, in front of the fire, as an open book laid across his lap. Only to be distracted by soft sleeping noises that came from his bed. And the crackling of the wood from the fire.

Nagini, his most trusted follower and pet, laid at the end of the bed. Keeping watch over the child, for that no harm would come to it by anyone or anything. Not even from her master. Her tongue was long, and slowly came in and out of her mouth as she smelled the child, and an awful scent came off of her.

"She smells horrid master" Nagini hissed to her master as she lifted her head in his direction.

"Oh she does? I guess she hasn't had a bath in a long time." He hissed back, surprised that he sent the child to bed without a bath. Of course he changed her out of her raged old clothes, but never gave thought about giving the child a decent bath, "She'll have one, once she awakens from her slumber, Nagini."

Nagini didn't say anything back, but looked at the sleeping child in front of her, in wonder of what her master has in mind to do with this child.

Dawn quickly came, as he fell asleep in his armchair, only to be awoken by a soft yawn coming from the bed. He never realize till now, how much he was a light sleeper. Till he heard the soft yawn from Draconis, who was rather a long distances away from. He wasn't sure about the measurements between where the fireplace sat and where the bed laid from each other. Not that he had to pay much attention to it in the first place.

He stood rather quickly, only to make himself dizzy before he could even get good distances away from his chair. As soon as he head was clear and didn't feel at all dizzy anymore. He looked in the direction of where the bed was, hissing to Nagini, ordering her to leave. Watching the 12-foot long snake slither off the bed and out of the room, he turned his attention to the young child in his bed.

Who looked rather peaceful and clam. He couldn't believe of how peaceful looking the child was. Examine the child; he noted that her hair was a rather dark color, black maybe, but with a slight hint of red within its color.

Her skin was an ivory colored skin tone. Or was it a fair color? He wasn't really sure, for there was barely any light in the room and he was not about to turn on those bloody muggle lamps that were in his room either.

He then started to wonder what she was dreaming about. Was it of dragons and were wolves? Or something girly like flowers and dolls? Or was it a mixture of both, he wasn't at all sure what she maybe dreaming about. He wanted to know for some strange reason. Fate couldn't of been this generous to him and his wicked ways. For fate was never kind to any, unless fate was on your side for some odd reason that he couldn't place his finger on. Which bother him.

What was his purpose to the child? What was he, of all people, going to do with a child of her age and sex? A son would have been more worth choose than of a girl. He mentally slap himself for thinking so lowly of woman. He had many death eaters that were, in fact, women. And they had prove them self worthy of there place in his ranks. And he did need an heir, and he was not about to start looking for a 'mate' to do so. Maybe the fates decided to be kind with him this time and grant him this.

Of course he didn't want anything to go wrong with this gift. He needed to tell someone, someone he trusts more than Nagini. A potions' Master came to his mind quickly. But could he trust him with this his secret gift he have acquire? His mind was soon rush with thoughts and worries that have to deal with the child.

'This child is going to make me mad, even before she becomes a teenager.' He groaned at that thought as well, 'Severus and someone else. Someone who has a child of their own.'

Soon Lucuis Malfoy came into his mind as well. He knew that Lucuis had a son about her age, even with the same name. He wasn't going to change the girl's name, even if it was a male's name. It had suited her, for the short amount of time that he has gather information about her. And that was on her looks and how long she has survived on her on during a time like this.

Writing both men different letter, both acquiring their presents at once. He sent them off with his eagle owl. Whose feathers was midnight black, with white among them, causing it's eyes to seem that they pierce into someone's soul. He was still amazed by his owl after all that it has been through.

He took the owl to an open window. Softly speaking to it, that only it could hear, where to take the letters. Thrusting his arm, where the owl took balance on, he watch as the owl flew away with the letters with in its month. Dazed by the beauty of it.

The sun was only started to rise, capturing the night as its prisoners. When he turned his attention back to his bed, to his surprise, he found a child starting to wake up. He watched as she rubbed her eyes and then turn her attention to him. They both stared at each other for a few moments, before he heard growling noises coming her stomach. Only to his delighted, watch the child attack her stomach with her arms, toppling over, trying to make the growling go away. He chuckled at this sight. Pleased that he may found something to enjoy within his miserable life. He thanked the fates for this.

*I was using the UK and Ireland bed sizes. So queen size beds form them is a super king, which also goes by the name queen. It's wider than the king size bed. 180 cm x 200 cm