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It Wasn't His Fault	By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3922 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-It Wasn't His Fault
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"Kingsley, whatever are you doing here?"

"Headmaster, I'm sure we're here for the same reason… Whatever it may be."

"Yes, I suppose you are right, but perhaps our purposes are different."

"I assume so."

The two continue on in silence until they are approached by the doctor. "Thank you for coming so quickly. She had a visitor, one that said he was her father. But it was not Mr. Malfoy. She seemed uneasy so I dismissed him and asked a nurse to stay with her until you arrived."

"Thank you for alerting the ministry so quickly. We shall keep you informed on any back history that we gather, so that your reports may be not only up to date but accurate as well."

"Thank you, this way gentlemen."

"Tonks are you alright?"

Of course Kingsley would react in this manner when his eyes set upon me. "Yes, yes I'm fine. Curious as to why Ted was here, but fine. Headmaster." I say in acknowledgement. He nods and then guides the doctor outside, presumably to talk to him, but one can never be sure with Dumbledore.

"Did he say anything?"

"Yes, that he wanted to talk and that he is my father, why else would he be here." I look at Kingsley and then turn my head away, "Rather stupid of him to say something like that. Since when has ever been my father?"

Putting a hand on her shoulder, she doesn't move. "Do you feel as though he was here to do you harm?"

I turn my head back to Kingsley, "All Ted has ever done is harm me." He just nods and sits back, looking at me. "What?"

"You are still quite weak, but clearly unprotected here."

"I am not weak!" I say defiantly.

Chuckling, "Dora, I have known you your whole life. If ever a moment you were weak, it is now. And it is perfectly acceptable for you to be so. What is not acceptable is for you to be unprotected." She starts, "I have no doubt that in a few more days you will be much better, stronger, but now, you do not have the means physically or magically to defend yourself." She sits back, a sigh escapes her lips, the puff of air rising and blowing her hair up. "If anything were to happen to you while in this state I would never forgive myself. I have very few grievances with myself, recently they are all associated with you-allow me to do the right thing in regards to your well being, and with your knowledge, please?"

I look at him and fold my arms over my chest. "I think that I can defend myself just fine."

Sighing, "I know. But not at the moment. I can practically see how weak you are."

"Whatever Kingsley." I say, but I know that he is right, and I know he knows that I know this. "Where do you plan to put me?"

"I have not yet thought of that. I just wanted to be sure you were okay and your recovery was going as planned."

I shiver a little, he doesn't acknowledge it though, "Well externally I'm healed. Internally is another story."

"It often is. Has the doctor spoken to you about the internal damage and anything you can do for them?"

"No and no. But he is not the one I wish to speak with." I say looking at him pointedly.

"You wish to know about your case and what has been done, if there has been progress?"

"You know me so well," I respond, perhaps a bit bratty.

"I do. Which is why I will not reveal anything to you until we have enough intelligence gathered and until your well enough to help, if not, then you'll attempt to do so in a weakened state, and that, is something I and the auror department cannot afford." She glowers at me and I sigh, raising my hand to my forehead. "I apologize but too much has been kept from you and I wish only to give you information when you can use it, use it without getting killed. Then all of my hard work at finding ways to keep you safer than others would be a waste and I would have failed you and your mother."

"I know. But I want to help. I want to-"

"And you will… When you are better. Until then, rest, and enjoy your vacation."

"I hate vacations."

"Yes, I'm aware, you've yet to take one."

We look up at the noise at the door. Headmaster Dumbledore enters the room and paces for a minute.

"Ms. Tonks or Malfoy, which would you prefer?"

In shock for a second my brain didn't think and I stood there staring at him before thinking to respond. "I'd be alright if you just called me Tonks like usual."

"Very well, Tonks, you are not safe here, that much is clear. While Theodore is not an immediate threat, that we know of, his presence and easy access is somewhat of a worry. Do you have argument with being moved?"

I look from him to Kingsley before responding, "Did you two talk about this? Because if you did, you don't seem to remember."

He smiles, "We did not. But I am glad that Kingsley feels the same as I. But that does not mean the question is off the table, do you have any arguments with being moved to a safer place?"

"Oh but I shall miss the food and company of the doctors." I say, my tone sickening.

The headmaster smiling a small smile, "Well, I'm sure that can be fixed quite easily if you desired."

I shake my head. "No, no it's fine. Where do you plan to move me? Hogwarts?" I suppose Hogwarts wouldn't be that bad. Although, it can be a bit creepy at times.

Looking at me a minute he waits and then answers, "No… I was thinking somewhere that protection is not just in the walls of where you'd be residing but with those that could put forth much energy at your protection."

I look at him and then at Kingsley. "St. Mungo's private hospital?"

He smiles, "No. What about with your father?"

My mouth drops in shock. "You-you cannot be serious?"

"Why ever not? Lucius, I'm sure would be more than happy to give you shelter as well as protect and aid in your recovery. It is most likely, the safest place for you in this world."

I shake my head, "What is safer than Hogwarts?"

"Malfoy Manor. While your differences with Narcissa are expected and extreme, the blood in your veins is one case where blood does in deed matter. If you are on that soil, you are much better protected by the magic of the family, land, and manor than you could be anywhere else."

"That is preposterous-Kingsley, tell him." I say, looking at him, wide-eyed.

"Unfortunately, Albus is correct Dora, and while you wish not to acknowledge it, you know it is true."

I shake my head and lean back. Shocked that I had been leaning forward, I hadn't known it. Then I felt the tiredness take over and it felt like I couldn't keep awake. "Kingsley, I'm tired. I can't… I can't…" I struggle to keep my eyes open, "Stay please." And then I was out, the darkness taking over me and I'm falling into the abyss.

I awaken to find a blurry Kingsley in front of me, reading some pamphlet. "Kingsley." I say as I sit up.

Looking up, "Ah, you're awake." Rising from the bedside chair I walk to the hallway. "She is awake."

"What time is it?" I ask, my head spinning, from what I do not know. The doctor comes in followed by Severus, the headmaster, and I groan, Lucius Malfoy. I look at Kingsley as the doctor is checking my vitals, "Really?"

He sighs and takes my hand. "I know you are opposed, but it is the safest place for you."

"Kingsley you know." He nods. "You know!" He nods more fervently. Of course he knows how I feel.

Leaning forward until I can feel his breath upon my ear, "Honey, I know. But please, just, just trust me and Albus. Even Severus agrees. This is for the best."

"Whatever!" I say closing my eyes. The emotions in me swirling up and taking over. I feel a tear slip out and he wipes it away. "I can't believe you'd subject me to this. You, of all people."

"I wouldn't unless I had to. Please trust me, I know how much this hurts you, but I only want you to be safe and to heal without interruption and quickly. This is the only way."

"You are so on my shit list right now." I say and slip my hand from his. He sighs and stands. Leaning down he kisses my forehead and I sniff in distaste-even if it did make me feel better. Kingsley was the closest thing I'd ever had for a father.

"Lucius, a word?"

I watch as Kingsley and Lucius Malfoy walk into the hallway and I wish I could hear what was being said. My thoughts interrupted by Severus' voice.

"He loves you like a daughter, and wouldn't send you to the Manor unless he thought it was for the best, you know that right?"

"Well duh Sev. but it's just so-so-ugh! I can't stand her. And-and ugh!" Words leaving fill my brain but I can't speak. My tongue failing me just irritates me further and I sigh forcefully.

Out in the hallway:

"She didn't seem to hate me when I spoke with her earlier."

"Lucius, it is not you that she has issue with-this you know." He looks past me down the hall way before looking back.

"I'm aware, but I didn't think she felt this strong about Narcissa. Cissy didn't even do anything to Andy."

A small smile. "Perhaps that's one of her qualms. Your wife did nothing as her sisters name was smeared across the wizarding world in mud. It doesn't help, that Dora views your sister as a traitor to the one person that always stood up for her and was her biggest fan, as she's put it on many occasions. She thinks that your wife threw her mother away just as she was told to."

Sighing, "Yes well, times were tough and Cissy was young."

A small smile, "We all were Lucius, we all were young. She just doesn't see how your wife didn't stand up for the right thing when her sister and cousin did-she just isn't able to comprehend why it was that hard. You and I know better why your wife did what she did, but the daughter of her disgraced sister, she cares not for what she deems excuses of the cowardly."

"Well, she'll have to be civil to Cissy if she's in the manor. It is Cissy's home."

"I have no doubt that she will be brash, biting, and insensitive. It is her way of dealing with her emotions. Do not for your wife upon her, it will only aggravate her."

"What if Narcissa wishes to be there? My wife longs to get to know Nymphadora, she yearns for it, and it has been hard for her to hear the hurtful words that she has been shown."

"She must learn to deal with it. Dora will come around, but in her own time, and in her own way. The best way to deal with that situation is to find something that they are both interested in perhaps-something that they can bond over, if you can do that, then you have a door. And I know I need not remind you that the mention of her mothers' whereabouts should most definitely not be inquired about."

"Yes. Yes. It most likely will be. I fear though," I say looking back into the room and seeing three pairs of eyes looking back, "That we should return."

"Yes, that we should."

Entering the room, the two one-time friends were met with stares, it was Tonks to speak first.

Sarcastically, "So, when am I going to get the joy of staying at your humble abode?"
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