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It Wasn't His Fault	By : Sevy14 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-It Wasn't His Fault
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Turning to face his old friend Severus speaks, "Have you discussed the possibility of Dora coming to stay with you, with Cissa?"

A nod of the head, "Yes. Cissa brought it up after we visited. Although I'm not sure if she wants her to come because she's family and Cissa wants to make up for the pain she caused Andromeda, or because she wants to know about Andromeda." A pause to take in air, "In any event, she has taken it upon herself to put a room together for the girl. She got her friend to go shopping with her for things that she might like." Turning, the blonde man looks through the observation window at the stranger that was his daughter who was intently staring back, "I have no idea Severus… She's my child this is the right thing to do. Right?"

Gazing at Lucius, Severus nods, "I suppose you have a point about not knowing her. I'm sure that whatever your wife buys, I'm shall be appreciated by Dora… I think."

Receiving a sharp look from his friend he smirks a bit. Silence reins over them for a minute before Severus makes his move. "I shall go speak with Dora, are you able to wait, it would not bode well for another unwanted visitor."

"Yes I shall wait here. You may tell her that if she has any questions, I shall answer them."

"Very well, I shall, and thank you." Turning Severus steps forward and grasps the handle of the door and opens it. "Dora." He says by way of greeting.

With narrowed eyes, "Sev.," drawing out the vowel, I watch as he moves across the room in a graceful glide and sits in the chair that Lucius was just sitting in. "How may I help you?"

A small, barely noticeable smile, "What is your biggest concern with moving to the Manor?"

Jumps right in does he. Sighing, "I don't want to." He just looks on at me. "I'm fine here. Safe as can be. I'd be even safer if you'd let me go home."

Snorting. "Home? You mean the place you were taken from? No, no I think not."

"Well, okay fine, but still. The Manor? I mean come on. The Malfoys? I don't like them-"

"You don't know them." I point out. She only glares at me.

"That really has no bearing on this situation." He gives me a look, "Really. I know about them, heck I followed them, was made to study them, I know a lot, perhaps more about them then they do. I don't-"

"But that doesn't mean you know them. That's what it boils down to. You're only being stubborn because you feel as though a great wrong was done to you mother…" At her mothers mention her eyes grow dark, then sad, and then she grows indignant, and she moves to speak, "Which there was wrong done, that is true." She falls silent. "It's alright to be upset about it Dora, really. And then to find that your father, was not your father, and that your actual father is someone you've actively fought against. Your reservations are understandable."

"Well thank you." I say in mock appreciation. He glares. "Seriously though Severus, she'll drive me insane. She'll want to know about mum and she has no right. Has no reason to."

"No reason Dora?"

I shake my head, "No."

"Why is that? She was her sister." I say, leaning back and crossing my arms.

"She gave up that right when she allowed her name to be ruined. When she just-"

"Dora, she didn't allow it, it just happened. There was nothing that she could have done. Nothing."

"She could've stood up for her. She could've-"

"No Dora, she couldn't have." Leaning back with a huff. The aggravated young women crosses her arms. "But your feelings are only natural. Do you have any other qualms?"

"Why do they care so much?" I say. Not forgetting the disagreement over my mother. "They don't know me."

Smirking. "Well this is a chance for them to get to know you." She pretends to glare. "In all seriousness though, Lucius is a peculiar man. Even for a Malfoy. His sense of responsibility is much different than that of other Malfoys, of other purebloods."

"How so? He seems to be the same to me as other purebloods."

"He didn't know about you,"

"I know that." I say rolling my eyes.

A glare. "As I was saying, he didn't know about you. You're his child. While others may just allow your illegitimacy to play out and perhaps accept you if you become rich, famous, some important figure to society, he'd have accepted you because of the simple fact that you are his child. It's really as simple as that."

"What? So being his child is the key to his respect? To gaining his acceptance, is that what you're saying?" This confused me, because it seems so normal.

"I suppose, you can ask him if you'd like, although I wouldn't want to phrase it in that way. I advise that you use the time you spend at their home as a chance to get to know them."

"Why? I probably won't associate with them after I'm better." I say shrugging.

I look at her, "You will. You like Draco." She looks straight ahead, not acknowledging my words. "You do. And you'll grow to at least be amused or accustomed to Lucius and Narcissa."

"I doubt that." I say with a huff.

Smiling in a knowing sense. "We'll see won't we."

In silence we sit for a few minutes. "He cares greatly for Draco. Draco will think I've taken his spot in their eyes." A look of ponder crosses Severus' face and I gaze into his eyes.

"I am not sure that Draco shall take it that way… It is possible. Although I'm positive you'll be sure to dispel that idea if it should ever arise." She gives a non-committal nod. "Besides, would it be that bad if they treated you as their child?"

I look sharply at him. "They're not my parents."

"Of course they are." She shakes her head no. "Yes. He is your father. You were created by him and your mother, while Narcissa-"

"Is my aunt."

"And your step-mother." She makes a face of disgust. "Well at least there wasn't direct inner breeding." I say and she smiles softly.

"True. But still, ew." I say giving myself a shake. "I don't want to be spoiled because she's never had a daughter. Because they feel guilty for their actions. That's not my fault. They are the reason why they feel guilty, not me."

"Yes, yes, I know. But give it a chance will you Dora? How bad can it be?"

"I have no choice in the matter. Kingsley is set on this dumb idea. You are on board completely, which is irritating, and Dumbledore… Well you know how he is. Once he's decided something it pretty much always gets done."

I nod and she stares off into the distance of her mind. I break the silence, "Would it be alright if they called you Dora as I do?" Her head turns and mouth is taught. "I believe that it would be an even ground. Lucius would most likely agree to call you that and not Nymphadora."

She sighs. "Fine, I suppose that'll be okay."

"Very good. I shall tell him that. How are you feeling?"

"I'm tired. I can't stop being tired. I hate it. I'm just weak." I pause to take a breath. "But don't tell anyone that, Sev."

I nod, "I won't."

"Okay good." I say in whisper. "So, when is this big move happening? Sometime soon, Kingsley back… And staring at me."

"I'll go out there and see what's happening."

In the Hallway:

"Severus, how is she?"

"She's tired, a lot of excitement for the day. What did the doctor say?"

"She can be released to the Malfoy's today if we, you Lucius, are ready to take her to the Manor, she can go."

Looking at Severus, and then back at Dora, I nod a bit. "Well that's good news, isn't it? She'll be much safer. Are you able to take her in today or would you like to wait until tomorrow?"

"I suppose we can transfer her to the Manor today, if we can. I see no reason why Cissa would have an issue. She's completed Nymphadora's room."

"Oh Lucius," I say looking at the blonde haired man, "She's agreed that you can call her Dora, is that a fair compromise to the name argument?"

"It is. I shall inform Cissa and Draco."

I nod as he does. "Good. Shall we transfer her to the Manor in an hour or so, that way you and Narcissa can prepare?"

He nods, "Yes, I shall leave now and speak to her. How about come in two hours, does that work for you?"

Both Kingsley and Severus nod, "Yes."

"I then I shall take my leave to inform Narcissa of her incoming arrival."

Nodding to my old friend, "Very well, we shall see you in a few hours, we'll inform Dora." He nods and then turns down hallway and walks out of our sight. "Well," I say turning to Kingsley, "Let's go inform her of what is to come."

Nodding, "Yes, lets."

The two men turn and walk into the room, already holding the attention of its inhabitant.

Crossing my arms, "So, what's the verdict?"
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