Malfoy Manor
Chapter Two: Catastrophe Malfoy
"What?" Draco yelled at his sister. He suddenly found himself unleashing his pain and anger out on his innocent sister. As he yelled at her, she gulped and her eyes widened and blurred with new tears. ALL she was an innocent bystander who had just watched her mother die. A murder. And there he was, her brother, who was rubbing it in.
Draco felt a small feeling of guilt as she just sat on the cold stone ground, trying her best to gulp and choke back tears. What kind of a brother was he?!? She had done NOTHING. He sighed and growled, "Look at me, Catastrophe. NOW."
His younger sister sniffled and raised her tear streaked face and her innocent violet eyes that changed colors. When she was sad, her eye color was violet. When she was happy, it was a beautiful light-sea blue. When she was angry, it was a flashing reddish black. Right now, her eye color was violet and her eyes were also clouded with tears. As she looked at him, another tear strolled down her cheek. She angrily wiped it away. He looked at her, no doubt, with cold, steely, pale silver eyes. She looked up with still warn, soft, violet tear filled eyes. He rubbed her back gently and awkwardly. She snuggled in his embrace. (A/N Sweet, huh? I almost cried.)
"Now, Catastrophe, where did this happen? Where did you see it happen?" Draco asked, still rubbing her back soothingly. He could feel her desperately trying to stop her tears. He heard her whisper,
"I need to stop crying. I'm a disgrace to the Malfoy family…"
"No, you are NOT." Draco shushed her. "You're never a disgrace, you hear that? Never."
Catastrophe smiled a real smile. "Thanks. You're the best brother in the world. The best. I love you, Draco. I don't care what other people say about you. You're my brother."
"I love you too."
"Ok, I'm ready for questioning… Although, if you want to... see... her… then… Can you come with me?" she whispered.
"Yes. Why not? Now, tell me everything."
So she did. For the hour and a half, she told him how she had gone to the library to get the book Magical Creatures Guide and heard a whimper in one of the private rooms. So she snuck up and heard the conversation.
"Narcissa, tell me. Where did you put the death potion and my wand? Tell me, or our dear children will be dead by tomorrow. Tell me!"
A whimper came from Narcissa. "Please, Lucius! Not Catastrophe or Draco. They're just children. Innocent children, ours. Please, Lucius."
"Then tell me where the death potion is. And my wand." Catastrophe gasped as her mother was shoved in the wall.
"I told you. I don't know." Narcissa tried to get out of her husband's grasp, but to no avail.
"All right. If you won't give it to me, I'll do it. You forget that I can use basic magic without my wand, my dear. Waddiswasi! "
Catastrophe gasped and ducked as her father- no, not her father, but a Death Eater's wand and a bottle of black liquid crashed through the door. She was in plain sight.
"Now, now, who do we have here?" She heard her-no, no, not father, death eater's sneering voice. "It's Catastrophe! My dear daughter. Come here."
"No! Death Eater; you were never my father!" she said, stepping back.
Lucius acted surprised. "Quite feisty, are we? Come."
"No! Never!"
Lucius growled and pointed his wand at Catastrophe. She gasped and stepped back, her eyes wide.
"Avada-"
"NO! Please, Lucius!" Narcissa screamed and lunged at her innocent little daughter with lovely red hair, which was surprising because no one in her family had red hair streaked with pale yellow, like Draco's. Oh, her poor babies…. And changing eye colors, what a magical child. And if she had to die, she would. She will never let her magic die. Never. And her magic was indeed Catastrophe. The last thing she ever saw was her daughter's fearful violet eyes and her red/yellow hair…She thought of Draco, a good, sturdy man with a sweet little sister and how they would grow up… But her biggest worries were Lucius. How did she fall in love with him? How?