Draco was pacing back and forth in front of the fire in his bedroom while Kaeli sat calmly singing a song from her homeland while she knitted. "Vårvindar friska leka, Och viska lunderna kring, Likt älskande par. Strömarna ila, Finna ej vila, Förrän I havet störtvågen far. Klaga mitt hjärta, Klaga och hör, Vallhornets klang, Bland klipporna dör. Strömkarlen spelar,
Sorgerna delar, Vakan kring berg och dal."
Draco paused listening to her singing. "What is that? That you're singing."
"It is a song of Sweden that we sang as children. Muggle and Wizard alike."
"What are the words in English?"
She paused a moment to try and translate it. "Spring breezes weave and whisper.
All through the trees, now green, as young lovers be. Streams flow in a hurry, No rest or worry.
Until their foam meets the sea, cry out my heart. Cry out and hear, the herdsman's horn, now echo, then pale. River sprites playing, Sorrows dismaying, they wake in hill and dale."
"There are legends that your family is descended from sprites."
She smiled a little. "We were a famous family…The Children of the Moon, until all my family was killed in fire when Dean and I were three years old."
"What started the fire?"
She looked at him sighing. "Men…Wizards in Skull Masks."
Draco paled a little. His face normally pale was stark white. "Death Eaters killed your family."
"Yes." She nodded.
"You've lived with Death Eaters your whole life though…"
"What better way, Draco, to seek the man you wish than to live among them?" She asked them looking serious.
He swallowed hard. "Everything between us…is that all a lie? Just to get close to the men who did this to your family."
"No," she shook her head. "I never suspected this would happen." She held her hand out to him and he took it breathing again as he fell to his knees in front of her and buried his face in her lap holding on tightly, she could feel his body shaking as he let go of all the anxiety, all the tension in his body.
"I did it." He told her. "I'm the one that did it!"
"What did you do?" She asked stroking his hair.
"I kidnapped Erin Black…I finally found the way…because we share the same blood. I was able to go to where she was and I took her…"
"It was not right what you did, Draco…but it would have meant your life or the life of someone you love had you not." Kaeli said going over it in her mind. "You must make things right now." She gently lifted his face to look him in the eyes. He tried to look away, but she held him there. "You must make things right, Draco. I know you are good in your heart. Do not let Voldemort take that from you. You play a part when you must, but not here, not with me. Never with me."
He nodded. "Yeah, yeah I know…" he reached up wiping his eyes. "I have to do something.
When he left her he went down to the room where they were keeping her. He had planned to say something to her, he didn't know what, apologize maybe? But he had to duck out of the way when Wormtail came with her tray. He opened the door checking first to see if she was awake. He grinned almost evilly as he opened the door. "I hate to be the one telling you this, but you've been kidnapped." He told the girl. "Do you know what's going to happen to you? It won't be pleasant I can assure you…"
"Don't touch me!"
It killed Draco to just stay there so he wouldn't be seen.
"Oh, I'm the least of your worries, girl, when it comes to being touched. You won't like the next person who touches you. And the best part is you can't remember why you should be so afraid."
Draco's heart almost stopped. She couldn't remember? What had they done to her? Had he done it? No…no…she was his cousin. He didn't like her, but that didn't mean he wanted any of this to happen to her. It was his fault. All of this was his fault. And he had no idea what he was going to do.