Traditions Before Freedom | By : kat69d Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2239 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Draco sat through a tense conversation with Harry about what he did. He never yelled but the anger and frustration was clear in his tone. Harry did not want to be mad at Draco but needed to let him know that he was not pleased.
"Why could you not wait? Why did you run off alone? If you knew about the Lord Malfoy thing, why not go to Snape or Dumbledore? They could have handled it from there. When I got your letter, I was so worried. Now you have a bloody mark on your arm linking you to the bastard. Why, Draco? Why did you do it?"
"Because she is family."
Harry could not argue with that. He might not have the traditional family but he knew what it meant from all his years with the Weasleys, Hermione, and the other Gryffindors. Harry knew that if Evangeline had been his sister, he would have gone in to rescue her too, even die for her.
He pulled the blond closer and wrapped his arms around him. Now that Draco was back and safe, except for that whole Death Eater thing, he was not letting him go. He would be laying down some rules with his boyfriend before leaving the Room of Requirement though.
Mother was delighted to see me free and gave her thanks to Draco when he visited. He thought taking over as my new legal guardian would be simple but there was much he had to look after on my behalf. While she was there, Mother told us about her brother. The Dark Lord's farewell rang through our minds and we shared a look. We both knew I was safe while I remained at school but he is not the type of man to let me go.
I went back to class after a week long stay in the hospital wing. The potions worked, ridding the spell from my body but the influx of hormones caused my body to change once again. I grew a few inches to a height of 5' 9 and gained more curves, particularly in the chest. I learned to ignore the looks, lustful ones from the boys and jealous ones from the girls.
The other girls who had been taken came up to me and thanked me for what I did. Ginny had been crying when she thanked me and gave me a gift from her mother. Inside was a jumper, knit in dark green and silver for my House. While it was something I normally would not wear, I still owled a thank you note.
Much did not change concerning my life. I relaxed a bit but I still favored the library over the common room and solitude over gossiping. Students would stop talking when I enter a room and I knew what they were discussing. My entire life was school knowledge when I started back. Aside from the teachers and the other girls, only three students did not look at me in pity or disgust. Draco was my brother and while he was sad and angry at what my life had been like, he knew I did not care what others thought of me. Harry was another and he looked at me with awe, for why I have no clue. The other Luna Lovegood, a 5th year Ravenclaw, acted the same as before I left, saying I had a Dimpling Rattlebrat (whatever that is) looking after me.
Life went on and while I spent minor time with my brother, he kept what he was doing for the Dark Lord to himself. He said he did not want me to worry for him, although I worried whenever I would see him leaving with Professor Snape. He was doing this because of me.
Christmas holidays were nearing and it was a Hogsmeade weekend. I had finished up my homework and had worked a chapter ahead in most classes so I dressed warmly to head into town for some shopping. Even surrounded by townspeople and fellow students, I kept my wand in my hand. Since leaving the castle grounds, I had a feeling that something would be happening.
I found a lovely broach and a rare book I knew Mother would like. I stopped in at Honeydukes to purchase some chocolate before heading to Spintwitches to find something for Draco. I was never one to get a Christmas gift for Father but it seemed fitting to get my brother, my savior, something.
"Evangeline."
I turned wand raised, with a hex on the tip of my tongue. There stood the same young man as my first night as the Dark Lord's personal slave. Since I was in public, I bowed my head.
"My Lord."
"You look well, pet," he offered, the corners turning up but not fully into a smile.
"My Lord, you should not be here. Professor McGonagall and Hagrid are supervising today. They will recognize you, sir."
He stepped within a foot of me and smirked. His eyes were bright.
"I knew you would figure it out."
"My Lord, it is unsafe for you to be around."
"I will go but you will take this and keep it on you always. You are mine as I see fit, no matter what Lord Malfoy has to say."
The Dark Lord kissed me hard before leaving, our lips crushing against each other's. I gazed to what he gave me. It was a beautiful emerald necklace with one 3carat diamond on each side of the emerald. I secured it around my neck and continued on with shopping. If I had not put it on, I knew the Dark Lord would know and come back to make sure that it was. Even in public, he could still punish me for not listening.
After I finished shopping and a quick butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, I headed to Hogwarts. I did not make it back.
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