She who walks in Darkness | By : SheWalksInDarkness Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Don’t worry about him” Narcissa said softly after the moment of shock had passed. “He’s probably just feeling unsettled, after all, he’s known about you his entire life, you’ve been together practically since before birth. Maybe it’s just a shock to the system that you’re here in flesh in front of him.”
“Yes”, Lucius cut in, eager to reassure, “plus he’s had a difficult time over the past few years. I am aware my dear that you must have attended Hogwarts together, all be it under a different guise, and having been raised as a Muggleborn I can guess which side you favoured. All I can do is beg your forgiveness for any pain he or any of us may have caused you in the past but know this: many on the dark have acted, been forced to act, in a way that is not a true representation of themselves, including Draco and of course ourselves. These acts committed were born out of the hatred shown to us through the demise of your mother and the pain we all suffered after her death, your father in particular. However, it has since been many years that a divide was formed between those on the side of darkness. Your father was aware that many of us, his friends, were unhappy with the way we were being forced to treat half-bloods and Muggle borns and when his humanity reigned he tried his best to allow us to step back from it, to disappear”, darkness clouded over his grey eyes, so reminiscent of those belonging to his son, “however, when his Veela side took over the pain and anger it felt at losing its mate could not be controlled, the bond we had all formed following the death of Sephy manipulated us into fulfilling these terrible acts of crime whether we wanted to or not, the bond that marks all who loved your mother but could stand as a death sentence to us all.”
As he gently rested his hand upon his left forearm she realised the bond that he meant, the dark mark. Terrible though it was, that it had been born out of love for her mother and solidarity against those who killed her was almost a beautiful thing.
He continued, “There were those that saw the acts his Veela side was perpetrating and revelled in them, themselves believing in a strong social hierarchy that placed Purebloods above all others and took pleasure in committing his crimes, killing and torturing those who were innoncents aside from their blood status. These people were who we, your parents’ friends, considered the true Death Eaters. Cissa’s sister Bellatrix was one of them”, he grasped his wife’s hand in support as she shuddered slightly at the thought of it.
Thea’s head was spinning at the information she had received, desperately trying to take it all in. The knowledge that many of the Death Eaters, her Godparents included had not been willing to commit the crimes they were so reputed for but instead been magically forced to through an unbreakable bond changed her view of them entirely. Whilst, she thought to herself, the crimes themselves could not be condoned, those on the light had been willing to kill, desperate even, taking great pleasure and enjoyment from it; the people sat before her seemed to just want to live in peace. Her father on the other hand, she didn’t know what to think. On the one hand he had acted on pure love and instinct, as a creature of pure power had had little control over his actions in avenging the death of his mate. On the other hand his vengeance seemed to have known no boundaries, he had killed so many that were innocent and that could not be forgiven.
“I thought that the law was on the side of a Veela if they killed to protect their mate?” She looked across at them questioningly, thinking back to the hours she had spent in the library researching magical creatures, simply for pleasure.
Narcissa started this time, her voice quiet and strained with sadness, “that is true, it’s the reason why Lucius here was not sent to Azkaban for protecting me from attack from those in the Order of the Phoenix despite his protection causing the death of several aurors.” Thea looked up in interest at the revelation of her Godfather as being a Veela, she hadn’t realised when Cissa had said it was a trait that many Purebloods held that it applied to their family as well, her thoughts drifting from him to his stormy eyed son…“However, your father just kept on killing, his Veela could not be controlled though he wept over his acts when his humanity shone through, but the law can only protect you for so long and he couldn’t stop.”
Thea knew this would be the answer but having it confirmed was painful, it was a death sentence effectively for her father, the only surviving relative she had and however cruelly he had acted, it was not a thought she could consider with pleasure. She knew who he was now, in her mind she thought she had always been aware from the first time he had spoken but she was not about to vocally commit to it, she needed time to adjust.
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