A/N Kay, so Millie's been kidnapped. Surprised she's not dead...
Millie's POV
I woke up in a cage - a cage! - in a creepy graveyard. They hadn't even taken my wand...Amatuers.
"Cheeses Rice, this place is even foggier that the rest of London." Everyone's head whipped in my direction.
"Cheese Rice?" the bouncy woman asked.
"Yup." I said, popping on the "p."
"Holy Muffin, I am starved." I proclaimed.
"Malfoy, get her some food. She needs to be alive."
The masked blondie sauntered over to my cage, and magiced up some grilled chicken. I ate it.
Before he walked away, I 'said,' "Loosh-cush." Or, Lucious with my mouth full. "I know er son."
"How do you know who I am?" He seemed curious.
"You're the only male death-eater with blonde hair longer than mine." I stated matter-of-factly.
He sneered. Oh well, like father like son, I guess.
"So you are in Slytherin?" He asked.
"Nope, Gryffendor." I shrugged inside my cage.
"SO how do you know my son? Oh, you are friends with the boy, and hate him as well, huh?" Aw, his daddy loves him...I think.
"Nah, I'm friends with both of 'em."
"Oh...How? No but..." It is so fun confusing people.
"I'm a pureblood." I smiled. I am such a good liar.
"Ah."
"Soo...Draco thinks everyone hates him including you." I told him bluntly. "Any comments?"
"I do not hate him! He's my son! I am obligated to love him!"
"So, the only reason you love him is because you HAVE to?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow better than he can raise a child.
"No, no, It's just that, when you have a son, you just love him. You just do." He stammered.
"But you don't know why, huh? Gimme a list of his good characteristics."
"Well, theres...uh..er..you know, he... um...Well he has blonde hair like me!"
I stared at him. "Yours is longer."
"I'll make him grow it out."
"Can I adopt Draco?"
"Absolutely not! Think of how heartbroken Narcissa will be!"
"What about you?"
"I'll..I'd be upset too."
"HEARTBROKEN upset?"
He nodded and stalked away.
Hmm.
A/N Huh.