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Note: Check my profile to learn when updates will be posted, I have a schedule up for when to look for updates for each of my stories. This is short one because I am leaving for a few days and wont have internet access, sorry its a day later than I sadi I would post. Better late than never.
About Emmy: One of the parents ratted on Draco's behavior and ran to the girl's father, obviously many lies were told, but Draco didn't get to here the story. By the time Draco and Emmy got back Emmy's father didnt think much of Draco or Emmy's safety as far as Draco was concerned. Sorry if I was a bit vague on that part of the story, I thought I hinted pretty well at what happned, without saying it because Draco was not there to witness it so he would not know. Anyway don't worry Emmy will be back, she is special.
Chapter 3 – Back in London
It was not long before Draco found a small quite inn with a nice fireplace. There was no one in the lounge with the fireplace when he entered and Draco decided he'd best floo away before anyone ever even knew he'd been there. He held the now sleeping Alyssa closer to him and bent over to get some floo powder out of his trunk, then quickly closed it and fastened it tightly. Draco through the powder into the fire, "Malfoy Manor," he stated clearly. He then stepped into the fire with his trunk in hand and before he knew it he was walking out into the Malfoy Manor living room.
"Who there," called a familiar voice. Draco smiled. He knew that voice instantly. "Its me mother, I'm finally home for the US." There was a scurry of feet across the floor and within seconds Narcissa Malfoy had thrown her arms around her son, hugging him tightly. "My baby, my baby, your home. I was so worried, with no letter I had no idea whether you were okay or not." Draco's mother continued to rant, hugging him, causing the bundle between them to start squirming. "Mother please, your crushing Alyssa." Narcissa took a step back and looked to the bundle in Draco's arm. Her face lit up when she saw a tuff of curly hair and small tanned looking fingers sticking out of the blanket. She quickly pulled the bundle from her son's arms and carried it over to the couch proceeding to unwrap the blankets.
Narcissa looked over the awaken child, she looked nothing like Draco except she had his grayish silvery eyes, nonetheless she smiled brightly. "You've made me a grandparent. Oh Draco, she's beautiful. I love her already." Draco didn't have the heart to tell her that she was adopted and a muggle born, he figured those details could wait. He watched his mother as she summoned a couple house elves to get the nursery together for the new arrival, and then took a seat beside her. "You said Alyssa first, that's her first name. What is her full name?" Draco smiled at his mother, "Alyssa Fiona P--, er Malfoy. Alyssa Fiona Malfoy." Narcissa gave her son a look, which made him flush but decided not to question it. Draco inwardly sighed his relief when his mother didn't question him about what he was going to say at first. He'd almost told her the child other surname, and that would only end in disaster.
Draco was happy to retire to bed that night after bathing, feeding and putting Alyssa to bed. He was happy to be back in his own country, in his own house, in his own bed. He drifted into a peaceful sleep, only to be awoken by Alyssa at 2 a.m., but his mother took care of her and Draco got some much-needed rest. Life went on pretty much the same for a couple of weeks, with Narcissa helping Draco with her grandchild. Even after he told her that the child was adopted and not of pureblood status, she continued in her role as grandmother. She told him that it didn't matter, that the girl was a Malfoy and no one would question her blood status. The child was her grandchild, adopted or not, and that was all that matter. Several of his old friends dropped by, Blaise Zambini and his new wife and child, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy and her husband. They were all delight to see Draco and more so delighted that finally after the Potter incident, he seemed happy.
The often dropped by and to visit him and Alyssa, making sure they were okay. All the while Draco was sure to keep the secret of the child first surname, never speaking it, when he gave her supposed full name. It was about two months later that he finally left the house to meet Ashlynn Zambini and her 14-month-old son, Jonathan for dinner at small restaurant in muggle London. Draco had become fast friends with Blaise wife, who was very helpful with teaching him how to care for Alyssa hair and skin. She notice right away almost that was child was obviously mixed, as she was also mixed herself, and directed Draco in the right direction. It was funny to Draco, how much 3-month-old Alyssa looked like she could be Jonathan's sister, save he had blue eyes and hers were gray. He found himself chuckling thinking, he'd probably looked like he'd married Ashlynn and had to kids since his break up with Potter.
Draco pondered this thought a little more as he sat down with Ashlynn and Jonathan, who were there already and waiting for him. Draco didn't even notice the familiar figure at the table by the window, whose jaw had just dropped. He greeted Ashlynn and placed the Alyssa carrier on the chair beside him and allowed the baby to sleep on. The pair dove right into a conversation about events from Draco's trip to America. Meanwhile the person from the table be the window had gotten up and moved closer to their table stating it had been to bright and was now listening intently to the conversation from a few tables away, although he could not hear much. Draco suddenly felt uneasy and looked over to Alyssa to make sure she was okay. Se was fine, but waking up, squirming around in her carrier. "Looks like someone is starting to wake up," stated Draco eyes still on Alyssa. "Oh good, I bet she hungry. You should probably feed her and settle her down quickly before the food gets here," stated Ashlynn. Draco nodded his agreement and started to fuss with the straps to the carrier before lifting little Alyssa from her carriage. He lifted her up about his head looking up at her and cooing at her, while Ashlynn fussed with her son's hair, and giggled to herself about Draco's new father behavior. The baby looked around with her large eyes until they landed on a figure a few tables away that was staring at her. She gave a small smile, not even knowing she was staring at none other than Harry Potter himself, her fathers ex-lover and part of her own namesake.
Harry didn't understand his sudden rage and hurt that flowed through him as the baby gazed at him smiling. He should have been happy that Draco was happy, but the fact remained that he was not. The sight of the child angered and hurt him. Draco said he loved Harry but he'd been so quick to move on, apparently marrying quickly and having children. Before Harry knew it he was on his feet and quickly stormed out of the restaurant trying to calm himself, Draco had turned his head at the commotion pulling Alyssa back down to him. He's only just caught a glimpse of Harry's back side, but his shape, hair and gate were unmistakable, it was Harry, that Draco was sure off. Draco looked over to Ashlynn, who obviously didn't understand why the man had just stormed out, but Draco quickly realized what it was that caused the reaction. Alyssa had not been looking at him at all, she was mostly likely looking at Potter and with her gray eyes it probably looked to Harry like Draco had moved on and started a family with Ashlynn. Draco paled, Harry would hate him and all second chances would be gone, this had to rectified. He looked to Ashlynn, then put Alyssa back in her carrier, "I have to go I just remembered I have an important matter to attend to concerning Alyssa." Ashlynn frowned when it clicked, that had to have been Potter. "Draco, let him think what …" She was promptly cut off by Draco, "I can't what would you do If Blaize misunderstood something between the two off you and stormed off." Ashlynn didn't answer. "That what I thought." With that Draco rushed out of the restaurant with Alyssa just in time to see Harry disappear around a corner further down the street.
Draco hurried after him, and managed to tail him for about six and a half blocks before he lost him. Draco sighed; he'd lost Harry, forever this time. Draco turned to head back in the direction in which he came, and succeeded and walking right into Harry. "Why are you following me Malfoy?" Draco felt a twinge of hurt from Harry calling by his surname, but it was more so by the fact that he seemed angry and very irritated. "Harry, it was all a misunderstanding in the restaurant …" Harry snorted in annoyance. "What there to misunderstand Malfoy, just having a little outing with the wife and kids, right," Harry snapped. "Harry …," Draco began but Harry started to walk away, huffing and giving Draco the figure. "Oh stop being a stupid git Potter, I am not married," shouted Draco at the top of his lungs, "This is my daughter, yes, but I adopted her because she needed me. I most certainly was not going to leave her with those people. It was obvious what they thought of her. They thought she was a freak, because a few strong winds produced when she was clearly upset." Draco finally calmed down his shouting rant over and Harry now facing him again, clearly not knowing what to say.
Fortunately neither of them had to fore Alyssa promptly started wailing in protest of the resent events and demanding a bottle. Draco immediately put the carrier down and removed Alyssa from it to try and calm her, whilst Harry calmly approached the two. Harry stood in front of Draco and Alyssa, just staring at them as Draco got a bottle out of small bag, which had been shrunken, in his pocket. "Draco, it has been over a year. I have not seen hide nor hair of you during that time, yet you said you loved me with all your heart." Draco frowned, "Harry I don't think this is the place to be discussing such matter." He looked around the alley, which the pair seemed to have ended up in. Harry crossed his arms and frowned, "Fine lets go to the Leaky Cauldron instead."
Harry picks the carrier up off the ground and turns starting to walk in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron with Draco following behind feeding Alyssa.
Next Chapter: CH4 – Night at the Leaky Cauldron