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Dirty
Rats
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Draco
transfigured a chair in Thuban’s bedchamber into an over sized rocker after
twenty minutes of cradling his distraught son on the boy’s bed. Thuban continued to weep into his father’s
chest as he lovingly tried to calm the child.
“It’s
going to be fine, Thuban. Hush now, your
mother and I are not angry with you,” he whispered to the boy.
“Grandfather’s
sorry. He didn’t
mean to hurt Mummy. Why can’t we see him
anymore?” the little boy asked through his tears as Ginny reentered the room
with the baby in her arms.
“It’s
not that simple, Thuban,” Draco replied.
“Yes
it is. If I hurt Serpens, Cam or Leo by
mistake you wouldn’t toss me out, would you?”
Draco
kissed the boy’s forehead. “No, we
wouldn’t, although we would have to make sure they were safe from repeated
harm.”
Thuban
looked up at his father. “That’s why you
have all the rules for us to follow when it comes to Leo. But you also have
wards around his cradles and cots in case we forget. That way we can’t
hurt him by mistake. Why can’t you do
something like that so we can see Grandfather but he can’t hurt Mummy by
mistake again?”
Draco
sighed. Thuban had a way of turning
everything around. Why did he always try
to explain things to this son? He should
have used Lucius’ standard answer, ‘Because
I’m your father and I say so.’
However, Draco didn’t want to be that type of a
parent. He kissed the boy’s forehead
again.
“You
will understand all this when you're older, Thuban. For now,” he paused, then smiled, “I don’t have wards
sound when an adult gets too close to Leo’s cradle, do I?” Thuban shook his head. “Why do you think that is so?”
“Cause
adults know what to do and how to behave around babies?” Thuban replied.
“Yes,” Draco smiled at the
boy, “and if any adult did something that harmed Leo, I would banish them from
our home because they would have done so knowing that their actions could hurt
the child.”
“Grandfather
should have known better?”
“Yes,
and he has made the same mistake repeatedly,” Draco answered.
“But
I still love and miss him.” Thuban’s tears continued to fall.
Ginny
walked over and kissed the boy’s cheek.
“I know you do. I never want to
change your love for him. It’s merely
that his actions are reckless at times and we need to safeguard you and your
brothers.” She kissed him again. “I need to feed your brother. I'll come back soon.”
She
went into the nursery. Nursing Leo had calmed her but Thuban's anguished cries
for Lucius coupled with Draco’s explanation about Bellatrix’s plan ran through
her mind while she was burping the babe.
Her emotions ranged from heartbreak when thinking about Thuban to rage
when thinking about Bellatrix's wanting to steal Cam
from them. Tears of sadness and anguish
flowed down her cheeks as both memories haunted her. When she placed Leo on her other breast, he
felt her upset and soon was fussing. She
knew she needed to calm down to get him to nurse well.
Draco
wandered into the room after Thuban had cried himself to sleep. The night had already been daunting and now
he needed to calm his wife. He took Leo
from her arms and helped her out of the rocking chair and on to the settee in
their sitting room. Handing Leo back to
her, he cuddled them both into his warm and loving arms. Resting
in his warmth, she relaxed and Leo nursed.
The
greedy slurps of his youngest caused him to chuckle. “I have a feeling teaching this one table manners may be a problem, Gin.”
“He’s
only noisy in the evenings,” she smiled.
“Oh,
so dinner will be our only problem?” He raised his brow as he grinned back at
her.
“Your
daddy thinks he’s being funny,” she said to baby. Leo stopped nursing and smiled at her.
“See,”
Draco puffed proudly. “Leo smiled in
agreement. I am funny.”
“It’s gas!” she replied straight-faced.
“I
see. When I make him smile it’s gas and when you make him smile, it’s real.”
“Exactly,”
she puffed.
Draco
took Leo from her and, holding the baby out in front of him, leaned in very
close and started to coo , “Let’s show
Mummy something she can’t deny, little mate.”
Draco cooed, gurgled and spoke nonsense to the baby, lightly running his
fingers over Leo’s chest. Soon he was
rewarded with not only a large smile but noises that
sounded very much like giggles.
“Oh,
Merlin,” she said. “A smile and a laugh,
you win.”
Draco
kissed Ginny's check and stood up with Leo on his shoulder. “My little mate and I are going for a short
walk, then I’ll return.”
It
only took five minutes of pacing for Leo to fall asleep, just long enough to
get Ginny’s thoughts back to the problems in her life. How could she trust Lucius, the man who
almost caused her death at the age of eleven?
There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted Thuban and would do
anything to get the Malfoy heir. She
snorted at the thought that anything would include being nice to a Weasley if need be.
She recalled her conversation with Draco and she began to ruminate over
Lucius’ relationship with Cam. Although
Lucius' ties were strongest to the heir, the Malfoy patriarch did love all of
his grandsons and would never agree to give Cam to Bellatrix. That simple fact alone convinced Ginny that
Lucius would help them foil Bellatrix’s plans.
But did that mean she could trust him with her
children? Her eyes were filling with
tears when Draco returned and collected her into his arms.
“They
love him. I have to let him visit them,”
she sobbed. “Can I trust him? I can’t stand seeing Thuban in such pain.”
He
kissed her forehead. “My father caused
his pain, there’s nothing we could have done to stop it. I’m not sure if I trust him either and he
could be a bad influence on the boys.”
She
sniffled trying to stop her tears.
“Well, he must have sent the elf right away; you hadn’t been home for
long. And it's
clear that the boys want and need to see Lucius. Serpens kept asking for him today and, no
matter how hard we tried, he still thought he had caused his grandfather’s
absence. I don’t
know what to do. I truly don’t feel good about Lucius being around. He isn’t as scary as Bellatrix though”.
“Father
will be disappointed to hear that,” Draco quipped. “I’ve got it, Ginny. How about we allow Father to attend family
parties and events and mother will keep a close eye on him. You may look at things differently in a
couple of days so I’ll wait until Tuesday to inform him.”
“That’s
fine,” she replied with a light kiss.
“Finish telling me about your crazy Aunt’s plan.”
“Once
Aunt Bellatrix believes your powers have been transferred to Serpens, she plans
on tricking you into leaving me. You
know I’ve had other partners, correct?”
Jealousy
crossed her face. “Yes.” She didn’t know what possessed her, the words even shocked herself, “I had others
too!”
Draco
sprung from the settee looking down at her with unmistakable rage in his
eyes. “What do you mean? Have you been tricking me all those
years? You weren't a virgin?”
“I
was. I had never had a...” she shook as she talked and he looked ready to kill,
“I never had sex before you.”
“How
far had you gone?” he asked in a calmer voice.
“Draco,
I was upset thinking about your being with other women. Let’s just drop it.”
He
shook his head. “I need to know
now. I never believed the tales Longbottom, Finnigan and Thomas
told about you but now…”
“Nothing
more than kissing with anyone except Harry and we only
touched through our clothing. But Lee…”
she started to cry.
He
pulled her into his chest. “You dated
Lee Jordan?” She shook her head. “It’s alright. I’m sorry.”
He kissed her forehead. “I was jealous. You don’t have to tell me.”
She
broke away from him. “No, you wanted to
hear it,” she spat as she cried. “I
never dated Lee but he was there the night we learned Harry had died. I thought he was being a good friend. He came to my room and cuddled me, which
turned into snogging.
When he started to remove my clothing, I asked him to stop but he told
me to ‘give in to the pleasure’.”
Tears
ran freely down her face and when Draco approached her trying to offer comfort,
she walked away.
“Like
you on our wedding night, Lee wouldn’t take ‘No’ for an answer. Lucky for me, Fred and George came and stopped Lee before he got his boxers
off.”
Draco's
eyes filled with tears as he walked towards her. “I’m sorry Lee did that to you. Merlin, if I'd have known, our wedding night
would have been different.” He kissed
her cheek. “I should have stopped and
spoken with you. I’m so sorry, Gin.”
She
walked into his embrace and after crying into his chest for a moment said, “Don’t you go doing
anything stupid like looking Lee up.
Fred and George have handled him.”
She stepped back and kissed him.
“Now that you know all of my dating and sexual history, fill me in on
yours. Besides Pansy, Tracey Davis and
most of the Slytherin and Hufflepuff girls in my year
how many witches have you had sex with?”
He
chuckled. “I wasn’t that bad at
school.” He looked her in the eyes. “Are you sure you want to hear this?” She
nodded. “I didn’t have those types of
relationships with school girls.
Professional Madams sent me women when I was on holiday from
Hogwarts. I only slept with one witch at
Hogwarts and she proved my father right:
girls are clingy and irresponsible, often forgetting to use protection.”
Ginny
gasped.
“I
didn’t get anyone pregnant. Only you.” He kissed
her forehead. “I did have a relationship
with a girl in the states but it ended two months before my return to London.”
“So numerous whores, Pansy and an American girl?”
“I’ve
never slept with Pansy, Ginny.”
“Who
was it then?”
He
exhaled. “Ginny, it was Lavender. She went through every Quidditch player in
Slytherin. Greg was thick. He thought he was the only one and that’s why he married her. Then he realized the truth.”
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Why
Bellatrix insisted on having meetings in the damp dungeon was beyond
Rodolphus. Maybe she liked reliving her
time as a Death Eater. He handed glasses
of wine to Bellatrix and Alecto Carrow before giving
Amycus a glass of fire whiskey. A group
of gray rats scampered across the floor and began to dine on something in the dark corner of the dungeon.
“Why,
after all of these years, are you willing to come out of hiding?” Rodolphus
asked. “Everyone believes you're
dead. If spotted, they won’t stop
looking for you until you're in Azkaban.”
“You know the prophecies as well as we do, Rodolphus. Draco’s sons will run the wizarding
world. We need to make sure they are not
Muggle lovers and blood traitors. Their
mother must die. We need information
from you,” Alecto explained.
“First
get me Cygnus and then I will give you all the information you need to get the
Weasley girl,” Bellatrix replied.
“It
is a deal,” Amycus agreed.
“The
children will be at the Burrow from May twenty-second through
twenty-sixth. I have watched the other
Weasley grandchildren. They run freely
unattended through the fields. There are
only wards in this area.” Bellatrix
pointed to a map of the Burrow grounds showing that only the house had
wards. She handed them a picture of
Cam. “I am only interested in
Cygnus. Do not harm him or I will kill
you.”
“What if one of the other children gets in the way?” Amycus
asked.
“Do
whatever it takes short of killing them to acquire Cygnus. And kill any adults that you wish,” the black
haired witch cackled.
“Bellatrix,
do you think that's wise? Lucius may let
us get away with taking the Black heir, but he will surely hunt us down for
harming any of the others,” Rodolphus questioned.
“Cygnus
belongs to us. Ginevra’s family caused
the death of our twins. She owes us the
child in return. As for harming the
Malfoy heir, they have harmed me by naming their child after the scum who
cursed my womb.”
Bellatrix
sipped her wine then looked at Alecto.
“Once I have Cygnus. I will give
you all the information you need to locate and kill the Weasley bitch.”
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It
was a beautiful late April morning, which was unseasonably warm, Ginny had decided to forgo the tent and hold Leo’s naming in the
garden. A small blooming apple tree from
Avalon was placed on each side of the altar upon the center of which sat the
Weasley naming bowl Ginny had insisted be used. While her other boys had been named using
only Malfoy artifacts and traditions, Leo’s would use rituals from both
families. Although Narcissa had turned
up her nose, Draco had no problem with Ginny's plans.
Narcissa
was bothered most by the thought of using the Weasley
family bowl, a vessel she assumed would be cheap and in bad taste. So she was amazed to
see the large, perfectly polished copper bowl which rested on a beautifully
handcrafted granite stand. The legendary
magical tree of Avalon was designed into the
granite. This one item was worth more than everything the Weasley's
owned put together, Narcissa thought.
It reminded her, as it would everyone who attended the ceremony, that
the bloodlines of her grandchildren were prominent and older than
almost anyone else's.
Ginny
smoothed her robes in the mirror and tried to relax. It was going to be a lovely day. Demanding, but lovely. Her family and Draco’s would be arriving soon
to begin the family-only part of the celebration. It had made sense to invite Lucius. After
all, her family had been invited to Serpens' naming
even though Draco had forbidden her to let the children visit them.
Then,
there was the issue of Bellatrix. She
and Draco believed they had everything under control concerning the crazy
witch. They had found the cursed jewelry
and were pretending that Ginny was having problems with her magic. They had hoped with Lucius’ testimony they
would be able to have Bellatrix sent to Azkaban but a meeting with Ron and
other Ministry Aurors proved this assumption wrong. They would need to collect more evidence so
Bellatrix, dangerous as she was, had been invited. The Malfoys hoped that Lucius would be able
to keep a close eye on his Death Eater friends at the ceremony.
A
ward sounded and as Ginny hurried down the hall, the squeals of delight from
her sons told her that Lucius and Narcissa had arrived. She stood at the top of the staircase
watching her three little ones attacking their grandfather. The scene was total chaos and utterly
heartwarming. She needed a camera. Oh well, her Pensieve memory would have to
do, for no one would ever believe Lucius Malfoy could smile so brightly and
laugh so joyfully. The former Death
Eater had Thuban riding on his back, Cam and Serpens on his hips.
They
all looked up at her as she came down the stairs. Lucius and Narcissa nodded politely. Draco handed Leo to Narcissa and came over to
offer Ginny his arm. She took it and
they walked over to his parents.
“Thank
you, Mummy,” Thuban said as he hugged Lucius.
She
smiled at her eldest then addressed the older wizard. “I’m so glad you could attend. Shall we go into the front parlor?”
“I
would have hated to miss my grandson’s naming.
Thank you, Ginevra,” Lucius replied with a truly grateful smile.
“I
have everything set up in here,” Draco guided them to a more formal parlor, “we
were planning on using the family parlor but,” he eyed his sons, “a couple
nosey little wizards wouldn’t leave things alone.”
“I
was just looking, Daddy,” Serpens sheepishly replied.
A
ward sounded again and moments later the entire
Weasley family joined them in the parlor.
Only after confirming a number of times that their grandfather wasn’t leaving anytime soon, did the three little Malfoy
wizards leave Lucius’ side. The children
went to play in the corner of the room where their toys were and Leo was passed from one family member to another until he ended
up in his father’s arms.
Draco
looked down to retrieve the baby’s pacifier after feeling it fall onto the fold
of his elbow, but found that it was back in Leo’s mouth. He felt it fall again sometime later and
heard Leo gurgle. When he looked down
this time, he thought he saw it fly from the side of the blanket to the
infant’s mouth. Smirking, Draco removed
the pacifier, placed it on top of Leo’s blanket and watched. Moments later, the item floated back into the
babe’s mouth.
Draco
puffed proudly. “Would anyone like to
see my baby’s magic?”
All
eyes went to him as they gathered around.
The children stood on the settee next to Draco in order to get a better
look as Draco placed the pacifier on the blanket. As Leo cooed and the pacifier floated back
into his mouth, the room filled with ohs and ahs
until Cam shouted, “That’s nothing. He’s
been blocking Serpens’ Accios all week.”
Ron
quickly moved his wand, “Accio pacifier.”
It
came out of the infant’s mouth but floated only a couple of inches away before
returning.
“Good
show, Leo!” Arthur spouted.
Lucius
nodded at his old rival. “Very impressive indeed.”
“Youngest
magic I’ve ever seen,” Charlie said.
Bill
nodded. “Strongest too.”
“It
takes a very strong wizard to block an Accio,” Fred
started.
“And
we should know,” George added.
“When
did Leo’s name appear in the book, Lucius?” Narcissa asked.
“A few hours after his birth, Narcissa.”
Draco
smiled brightly at Ginny. “He takes
after his mother.”
Thuban
rolled his eyes, tapped Gabe on the shoulder and said, “Let’s go back and
play. I can’t believe everyone’s making
a big fuss over someone who still poops on himself!”
“Thuban!” Molly and Narcissa scolded in unison.
The
little blond wizard looked down and muttered, “But he does!”
Draco,
Lucius and Arthur cleared their throats and gave the little boy a pointed
look.
“I’m
sorry,” Thuban finally said right before Blaise and Pansy’s arrival was announced. “Uncle
Blaise! Do you like my new robes? I have a silver waist coat that goes with
this for my birthday party.” Thuban spun
around showing his godfather his new formal dress robes.
“You
look smashing, mate,” Blaise answered the boy before whispering to Draco,
“despite having your father’s ratty hair and dull eyes.”
Draco
smirked at his friend, “It’s nice to see you too, mate. Now that you’re here we can toast Leo.” Draco walked over to the bar and motioned for
everyone to join him. He placed a couple
bottles of blood red wine on the table.
“It
is a Malfoy tradition to toast each new child’s naming with this special
wine. The grapes are
grown on the land of our ancestors, as were the trees that made the oak
barrels in which the wine was aged.
Ancient magical methods were used in creating its unique look, smell and
taste.”
As
Draco turned to open the cupboard which held the wine glasses, a shocked
expression crossed the Weasley twins’ faces, “Malfoy, wait!” Fred yelled.
“Stop!” George added.
Their
warning was too late. As the cupboard
door opened the lacey crimson bra and knicker set
Ginny had worn the night of the twins’ birthday party went flying out and
landed in Bill’s hands.
“I’ll
take those,” Draco quietly growled.
“I
don’t believe they’re your size, Draco,” Bill managed to reply in a matter of
fact tone.
Charlie
grinned. “Maybe not, but I think he
fancies them.”
“When did you do that and where did you get
them?” Ginny hissed at the twins.
“We
were merely helping you tidy up even though it was our birthday,” George
replied.
“There
was clothing thrown carelessly all over your foyer,” Fred added.
The
room was quiet until Lucius attempted to cover his laughter with a cough.
Ron
turned to the former Death Eater, “Entertaining this lot, aren’t they?”
Lucius
couldn’t contain himself and laughed heartily. Everyone except Molly and Narcissa joined
in. Both matriarchs scolded their
family members and finally brought the room back under control. While Draco poured the wine, Fred whispered
to him.
“Malfoy,
we’re not going into the formal dining room today are we?”
Draco
shook his head making a mental note to have the elves check the room later that
evening. His favorite boxers were
missing and the last time he remembered wearing them was at the twins’ party.
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“Everyone
in wizarding England must be here,” Ron whispered to Luna while sitting in the
front row.
She
looked around the garden. While not all
of wizarding England was there,
every wizard of any importance was. Most
pureblood families had large naming celebrations, just not this fancy, to
introduce the new child to society.
The
Weasley family naming stand and basin were the focal point of the ceremony.
Around it in a circle stood the Officiant in a purple
robe, Narcissa, Lucius, Thuban, Cam, Serpens, Draco, Ginny holding Leo, Blaise,
Fleur, Arthur and Molly.
The
Officiant motioned for Ginny and Draco to come
forward. Ginny stood next to him and
held Leo over the copper basin.
“What
name do you give to this child?”
“Leo
Gideon Malfoy,” Draco replied.
Molly
put a tissue to her face and tried to contain her tears. Wizards took great care and pride in naming
their children. It was a great show of
respect to name a child after a family member.
Even though Ginny had told her, Molly couldn't
believe that Leo was to carry her dead brother’s name. She was sure Draco or Lucius would put a stop
to it; after all, Lucius’ friends had killed her brother during the first war.
From
her second row seat, Bellatrix cringed at hearing the child’s name. She couldn’t help
throwing her baby sister a sinister look.
Only the knowledge that she would lose any chance of making Cygnus hers
stopped her from Avada Kedavraing
Ginny and the baby.
The
Officiant put his hand in the water and as he poured
it on the babe said, “Leo Gideon Malfoy, may this water from the Fountain of Barenton cleanse
your body and soul. May it purity your
powers and place peace in your heart.”
He
motioned for Fleur and Blaise to come forward.
“Mr. Blaise Zabini, do you promise to assist in the protection and
education of this child and help his father guide him through childhood?”
Blaise
placed his wand on the right side of the baby.
“I do so pledge.” A golden light
emerged from the wand and encircled Leo.
“Mrs.
Fleur Weasley, do you promise to assist in the nurturing and caring of this
child and help his mother guide him through childhood?”
She
placed her wand to the left of the baby.
“I do so pledge.” A golden light
emerged and encircled Leo. Both lights
intertwined then went out.
The
Officiant took Leo from Ginny’s arms and lifted him
to the sky. “It is an honor to present
Leo Gideon Malfoy to the heavens and earth.”
He handed the baby back to his mother.
The family walked forward and the members of the audience formed a queue
so they could be introduced to the new member of their
community. After giving their blessings
to the babe, the witches and wizards went and found their seats at the tables
in the Ballroom.
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Each
of the round tables in the ballroom sat eight with exception of the head table,
which sat twelve. At a table in the
center of the room were Cornelius Fudge, his wife Victoria, Rufus and Erica
Scrimgeour, William Rosier, Tiberius Ogden, Griselda Marchbanks and Sara
Yaxley. Victoria stared at the head
table, her eyes moving from Draco to Ginny and their children.
“So, which one will lead our world in twenty-five years?” Tiberius asked.
Victoria
giggled. “You believe in prophecies,
Tiberius? You don’t believe our plans
have interfered with them?”
“I
believe our plans caused them to come true!” Rosier chuckled. “I believe Draco Malfoy is Ginevra’s soul
mate.”
“Their
auras say it is so,” Victoria replied.
“All
is as it should be. Those children will
learn both the importance of purity of blood and of new blood being entwined
into our world,” Griselda added.
“Is
that the reason you went along with us, Griselda?” Cornelius asked.
“I
saw no problem with what was done. It
brought peace to our world and increased the number of pure bloods. And Victoria informed me years ago that their
auras showed love for one another.”
Griselda took a drink of her wine.
“Witches
and their romantic ideas,” Rufus chuckled.
“I am sure that some of us believed we were helping fulfill the
prophecies and some of us believed we were preventing their fulfillment when we
pushed Draco into proposing.”
“We
didn’t push him into it, darling. We
merely put events in place to spark him into action,” Erica interjected.
“Paying
Montague to go to the pub and say those things was one of my better plans,”
Sara boasted.
“Yes,
well. Victoria, which of their sons has
the proper aura?” Rosier asked.
“We
will have to wait and see. Thuban’s aura
is orange-yellow meaning creative, intelligent, detail oriented, perfectionist
and scientific. Cygnus’ is violet
meaning intuitive, visionary, futuristic, idealistic, artistic and
magical. Serpens’ is soft blue meaning
peacefulness, clarity and communication, truthful, and intuitive. Baby Leo’s is gold meaning protection,
wisdom, inner knowledge, spiritual mind, and intuitive thinker. All show leadership,” Victoria finished.
“Thuban
and Cygnus will run the family business and help Serpens and Leo run our
government,” Rosier said with a smirk before placing twenty galleons on the
table. “Would anyone wish to place a
bet?”
At
the head table, Lucius looked at John Lupin.
“It’s uncanny,” he whispered.
“He
does resemble my Uncle Orion,” Narcissa replied. “He is only a quarter Muggle, if he were to
marry a pureblood his children would be considered pure.”
“So
that is why Bella…” Lucius started.
“Not
now Lucius,” Narcissa whispered and motioned in Thuban’s direction.
“Aunt
Bella likes John because he looks like a Black,” Thuban stated. “John acts like one too. Just like Cam.”
“How
do Blacks act, Thuban?” Narcissa questioned.
“Like they are royalty and better than everyone else. They think they're smarter, prettier and more
powerful, when they are really just pests,” Thuban answered. “Except for you,
Grandmother. You are the
greatest.”
She
smiled at Thuban, then her husband, and whispered in Lucius' ear, “And I
thought Cygnus was acting like a Malfoy when he displayed such behavior.” Lucius chucked at her statement.
Bellatrix
observed Lucius from her table. “Ginevra
has allowed him back into their lives?”
“Only
for social events, my love,” Rodolphus answered.
“Still,
we must not inform him of our new plans,” she whispered.
“Of
course not, we will finalize them Sunday night.”
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“Damn
it, Lavender! Think about them for just
once,” Greg spat angrily at his ex-wife in a hushed tone. The two had gone out to the patio for a
private talk but Ginny couldn’t help but hear as she
walked by the open window.
“I
thought about them for years. You tied
me down with a baby at eighteen! I never
had freedom until now and I’m grabbing it with both
hands. If you don’t want them tonight
I’ll have my mother or yours watch them.”
“That’s
not the point, Lavender. This is their
weekend with you. I don’t give a bloody
fuck what you do next weekend but they want to spend time with you,” Greg
replied.
“They’ll
get over it. I’ve been with them all
day,” Lavender hissed.
“Like
hell you have. You dumped them on my
mother this morning. They sat with me for
dinner and they’ve been playing with Draco’s boys for the last hour.”
Ginny
hurried away from the window. What had
happened to Lavender? She had always
been a little detached from her sons but she had seemed like a loving mother. Now, she spent very little time with the
boys. She had been self-centered at
Hogwarts but this was something else.
Ginny
sat at the table where Cam, Thuban, Serpens, Greggy
and Gary were playing a Quidditch board game.
“Is
there a problem, Mummy?” Thuban asked.
His mother looked sad to him.
“Oh
no, you boys have been behaving very well today. I was thinking of a reward,” she said.
“Candy. Biscuits. Toys. Ice cream. Staying up all night,” the boys offered as
ideas.
She
smiled at the group. “I was thinking of
a sleepover. It’s been…”
“Really, Mummy? May Greggy
and Gary stay the night?” Cam asked excitedly.
“You
or Daddy can read a story and we can make popcorn,” Serpens added.
Thuban
pulled on Greggy’s hand. “Let’s go ask your mummy.”
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As the sun set Sunday night, Ginny cursed Lavender under her breath. What was wrong with her? For the sake of her godsons, Ginny had them
spend Saturday night. She was sure that
Lavender would come before Sunday dinner to retrieve her sons but dinner had
come and gone and still no Lavender.
The
red-haired witch watched Draco and the five little wizards play in Serpens’
castle. Ami, Serpens’ five foot
enchanted toy dragon stood guard at the castle drawbridge as the group played.
“Ami,
come,” Serpens yelled and the dragon flew up to the top tower. Draco helped his son and Gary Goyle onto the
back of the dragon then climbed on his own broom. They flew a couple of loops around the castle
before Gary noticed Lavender.
“Mummy!”
he yelled.
Serpens
had his dragon land so his friend could go to his mother. Lavender collected the little boy into her
arms and hugged him.
“Have
you been a good boy for Aunt Ginny and Uncle Draco?”
“Yes,
Mummy, I was very good. Are we going to
your house, Daddy’s or Grandmother’s?” Gary asked.
“I
need to have you and your brother to your grandmother’s in an hour. It’s almost your bedtime.”
“Oh,
I missed you. I was hoping we’d stay
with you tonight,” the little wizard sadly said.
Greggy and the others came over to Lavender happily greeting the witch. Given the new knowledge that Lavender had
been intimate with Draco, Ginny was unable to stop herself from giving the
blonde witch the same angry look she used to give Pansy.
Lavender
saw the look and pushed away from Draco.
“Why did you tell her?” Lavender hissed.
“She
asked,” he replied simply before summoning Tipsy and having the elf take the
boys to the main house.
“So
that’s why you were looking at me strangely Saturday?” Lavender asked Ginny.
“No,
it was your argument with Greg. I don’t understand you, Lavender. I thought you loved your children. Now, you don’t spend
any time with them. They’re
hurting and you seem not to care. What
kind of mother are you?” Ginny demanded an answer.
“A mother who decided to stop living a lie! Maybe you should try it too. Your marriage was staged
and I was paid to help. Order members
and the ministry wanted the marriage law.
The war caused the death of too many pure bloods. They wanted more to be born. They needed you and Draco together because of
the prophecy.”
“Lavender,
stop it. This isn’t going to help
anything,” Draco interrupted.
“Haven’t
you told her, Draco?” She spun and
looked at Ginny. “He married you because
of the prophecy. Your boys are to be our
new leaders. Professor Trelawney saw it.
They sent Montague to the pub knowing that it would force Draco into
action that night. I told you about it
so you would think he loved you but it is all a lie. He merely wanted the boys.” Lavender turned to the main house and walked
off.
“Ginny.”
Draco walked over to her and looked her in eye.
“I love you. That is not a lie.”
She
fell into his embrace. “I know but what
prophecy is she talking about and is that why you decided to marry me?”
He
sat them down on a bench and drew her head to his chest. “You know I don’t believe in Divination. As for why I married you well, Lavender was
right. A number of people seemed to be
pushing me towards you. I did fancy you
and marrying you would upset Father,” he added with a smirk.
She
slapped his chest playfully. “So you
married me to upset you father?”
“It
was a minor reason. But it’s all worked
out, right?” he asked with smile.
“We
were lucky.” She kissed him. “What prophecy was Lavender talking about?”
“I
can’t be sure, the only one I know is: ‘She
will be the seventh child and only daughter.
She will be the first witch born in her family for seven
generations. She will marry her soul
mate and their sons will have powers like no others. They will lead our world into a thousand
years of light.’” He kissed her
forehead. “If members of the Order and
Ministry did want us together, I would guess it was to make sure that prophecy
wasn’t fulfilled.”
She
gave him an appalled look. “Draco
Malfoy, what are you implying? That you’re not my soul mate?
Or that my children are not magically powerful?” She giggled.
----------**********----------
Draco
walked into the nursery where Ginny was trying to rock Leo to sleep.
“Walking
with him works better,” he said.
“Already tried that.” She paused
and looked at the babe. “Hush, I think I
have him. A few more rocks and…” She
smiled at her husband. “He’s asleep.”
Draco
removed Leo from his mother’s arms and placed him in the cot in the
nursery.
“You
have plans for tonight?” she asked playfully.
“Yes,
I do.” He took her hand leading her to
their bedchamber. Once inside he handed
her one of his old Quidditch jumpers.
She looked into the mirror after putting it on and smiled. The jumper was one she had worn during her
pregnancies with Serpens and Leo. The
bottom was stretched out and she looked to be in her
fourth or fifth month wearing it now.
She
turned and gave her husband a cheeky smile.
“Do you like this look on me?” she asked pointing to what appeared to be
a pregnant belly.
“Very much!” He kissed her cheek. “I’ll be happy to put another one there when
you’re ready.” He led her out to their
balcony where he picked up his broom.
She
looked around. “Where’s my broom?”
He
smirked at her. “Don’t need it, we’re
taking mine.”
“Draco,
racing brooms aren’t built for two.” She
rolled her eyes at him.
“I
want a cozy ride,” he replied as he pulled her onto the broom and flew
off.
As
the couple rode off a gray rat scampered across the room, down the hallway and
into Thuban’s bedchamber where it crawled onto the little wizard’s bed and bit
his ear.
“Ouch!”
Thuban
picked the rat up. “How did you keep
getting back in here? I watched Daddy
place the rat repelling charm myself.
We’ll have to brew up a killing potion.”
The
rat squealed.
“You
understand do you?” The boy looked at
the rat. “Well, didn’t forget to tell
all your friends about the potion.”
Thuban
dropped the rat out of his window and it ran off.
----------**********----------
The
rat ran into an old shack where Alecto and Amycus Carrow
sat drinking.
“What
is the news?” Amycus asked the rat.
The
rat chanced into the pitiful wizard, Peter Pettigrew. “I cannot go back. Draco has wards on the house. I had to bite the boy to get out. Plus the boy will be brewing a potion to kill
me.”
“What
did you hear, Wormtail?” Alecto ordered.
“They
are not going to Spain. Too worried
about what Bellatrix might try. The
Weasley girl’s powers are intact. Draco
discovered the cursed jewelry months ago.
The children will be spending Monday afternoon till
Tuesday morning at the Burrow. I can be
of no help to you there. It is warded against me as a rat and wizard. The children and their mother will be
visiting the Goyle estate on Thursday morning.”
Alecto
smiled at the old wizard then at her brother.
“I know the underground rooms well at the Goyle estate. We will capture and kill her there.”
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