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Sorry for not updating sooner :), was in Glasgow (Scotland) for the September weekend :D Awesome! I want to go back :( !

Here is your long awaited update :D Love Katie :x

Once I returned from Muggle London, I instantly saw my worried mother standing on the front porch looking out. As her eyes found me, she smiled and pushed the front door open further and marched back inside.

I never understood why she was so worried! What is there to be worried about? I guessed I'd find out eventually. I walked from the apparation point to the manor; I started to notice the small changes around me since my Father died. The hedges were not as freakishly huge and intimidating any longer, they were now neat and tidy, almost welcoming.

The garden was green and filled will flowers and large beautiful trees; the focal point was the huge fountain in the centre of the garden. It stood around 7 ft tall and was made of white marble. It oozed filthy rich and I loved it! My Father would never have let my Mother have a fountain; he thought them pointless and childish.

I sighed and pushed on through the front door. My anxious Mother was sitting on a chair in the foyer fidgeting with her black dress, since Father had died all she wore was black, she sure played her part as the 'grieving widow'.

I shut the door behind me and advanced towards her, she tilted her head to the side and smiled. She stood from her chair and flattened down her dress. I stopped a few feet in front of her and she moved forwards and placed a hand on my shoulder.

This was another thing she took to doing, touching me to make sure I was there; she used to imagine that my Father was still around. Why? He was horrible as soon as that FREAK came back. He became a total whack job!

He hit my mother whenever his plans failed; it sure takes one hell of a man to hit a woman. He became less of a Father and more of an arsehole. I never thought it possible, I was raised by this man, I was raised to hurt people who didn't deserve it and treat people who were different from me like dirt not worthy to breathe the same air as me. If that's a Father figure, I'll fucking eat my wand!

My mother simply nodded and walked up the grand staircase, I had no idea where she was going. I sighed quietly and followed her up the stairs. I saw her walk around the side of the stairs towards the left wing of the manor. I shook my head and walked straight forward, I gradually reached my bedroom and pushed the door open slightly. Sitting on my set of drawers was a large black eagle owl, much like mine but with a shaved 'B' in the side; it was a stab at a guess who this belonged to.

Yep, Blaise Zabini, I could tell by the writing on the letter. I smirked to myself and took the letter from the owl's talons. The owl didn't leave, must be waiting for a reply. I ripped open the envelope. His letter said ...

Hey Fucker,

It's only your best mate, don't work up a sweat mate! I'm only writing to say ... WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THESE MINISTRY THESE DAYS!!? Yes I did just swear in a letter. You must have read the Prophet today? If you haven't ... Hahahahahahahah! You're in for a treat Frenchie! I'll just assume you have read it and continue regardless, CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE IT? WE ARE BEING MADE TO LOOSE OUR BACHELOR'NESS! Your right, thats not a word, but fuck it I'm superman! Get your fat ass over here soon as!

All my complete awesomeness, Blaise.

I am embarrassed to call that my best mate. But hey what would I do without his freakishness? I smirked to myself and wrote back.

Hey Blaise,

ONLY! Merlin, you are THEE best mate! No sweat on my part freak. I KNOW! WHAT'S GOING ON EH? Yes I have read the Prophet and received the letter. So shut up weirdo, I am not French and never will be, it was an honest mistake on that bloke's part! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! IF I COULD I WOULDN'T BE SHOUTING IN A LETTER! What the fuck is a superman? My ass is not fat bitch!

All my overwhelming sexiness, Draco.

Once finished I put my quill back in the ink pot and read it over twice, once satisfied I folded it and put it in an envelope. I flipped it over and wrote 'Blaise' on the front. I flipped it back over and tucked the flap into the envelope. I placed the envelope in the owl's talons and said "Give this to Blaise Zabini" I gave the owl a treat from the jar beside me and then it flew out my window.

I sighed and sat down on my bed, I was exhausted. A hard day of walking through muggle's and trying to be nice to Granger, it would beat the hell out of anyone! I lay down on my bed and stared at my ceiling. It was charmed to look like the night sky, the stars were clearly visible and every night this view is what lulled me to sleep.

I began to drift off and then my mother stepped into my room and said "Draco dear, dinner is ready, I'll be waiting in the dining room" and quickly turned and left, closing the door behind her. I growled to myself and sat up. I really could not be arsed with this!

I stood up and stretched. Dinner was going to be long! I shuffled out of my bedroom and down the hall; I stood at the top of the stairs and stared down them for around 5 minutes before walking down. I knew I wouldn't be able to walk down them without tripping while in my tired state so I had to stand at the top and wait for the tiredness to pass.

I walked through the foyer and into the dining room. My mother was sitting next to my Fathers chair; I sat across from her and looked down at my food. My mother certainly knew my favourite foods, a shepherd's pie with soda bread and a salad. My most favourite meal of all.

I wolfed it down; I didn't even notice I was hungry until I sat down in front of my meal. Now I was eating like a starving African child! Once my plate was clean, I noticed my mother smiling at me. I raised an eyebrow at her and she chuckled to herself before saying "You have always ate like it's your last meal Draco, it's a simple remembrance of your childhood dear" I nodded and looked down at my plate. Why was I still hungry?

My mother stood up and said "Sit there Draco, do not move!" I did as told and waited. She came in a few moments later from the kitchen holding a large tray. It smelled like ... NO! She wouldn't make them for no reason! They're a treat if I've done something good!

OH MY GOD I WAS RIGHT! She laid down a tray full of MIST BROWNIES!!! My total favourite dessert ever! It's like mint and fudge in a fantastic mixture! Mmmmm!

I could not stop staring at the tray! My mother coughed so I would give her my attention. I stole a moment from my favourite thing EVER and looked at my mother. She smiled and said "You have really helped me a lot Draco. I'll be eternally grateful for everything, during all this you chose to stay at the Manor just to help me through this, you'll be a great man son, you're the best son anyone could asks for."

"Thanks Mother, you're the best mother ever, I'm sure you have noticed how Pansy begged you to be hers." She chuckled and said "Enjoy these Draco, I'll be departing for Russia tomorrow night to visit your cousin Aleksandra, she invited me over for a while and I accepted of course." I smiled and nodded before saying "Have a great time mother, Aleksandra will hopefully take your mind off things she is rather reckless and carefree, Oh and Mother... take colourful clothes please for me?!" She smiled and said "Of course dear, I'll take colours and she is rather reckless isn't she." She chuckled to herself before leaving me with my Mist Brownies!

I devoured half the tray and put the rest in a napkin for tomorrow when I went to see Blaise. He won't be getting any; they are for me and me alone!

I quickly jogged up to my room and stashed my Mist Brownies in a sealed box on the top shelf of my armoire. No-one was going to get my Brownies!

I jumped into bed and lay my head on the pillow. I instantly began to think about what tomorrow held for me. I do like to plan my days. Firstly breakfast with mother before she leaves, back to work, home around half past 7, Blaise's with MY Brownies, home after a good amount of firewhiskey and then probably pass out on the couch.

Sounds like a good plan if ever I did hear one.

A/N: Sorry for the wait seriously :(! Hope that didn't put you all off my story *crosses fingers* , Hope this was better than last :D

P.S - Mist Brownie are what my mum makes me when I'm over visiting or if its a special occasion *blushes* they are SEXINESS in a dessert! I'll give you the recipe if anyone wants it :P! I love shepherd's pie and soda bread :D not so much salad !

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW :D, Update will be here shortly :) I'll update extra fast because this one was late !! Love Katie Greene x3