Post by Alexa Raven on Feb 14, 2013 20:29:57 GMT -5
Harry,Caleb,Tyler,Pogue and the others in the room watched Draco go through the portal, as he did they saw that it glowed with a fire a moment then it began to wane. Caleb stepped forward first and he walked into the portal, blackness surrounded him as he landed on his feet. He knelt down as he looked at a large structure, He wondered what it was as he was soon followed by Pogue,Harry then Tyler lastly who looked a bit like he wanted to vomit from the way he had spun in the portal.
Harry was quiet as he looked at the house and was surprised that they were taken to this place. They were standing in front of what looked like a large museum but Harry knew what this place really was. He took in the roman columns that graced the front entry way to a large onyx stone that made up the door. He saw Draco staring at the house. He walked over to him and he saw Draco flinch as the door seemed to open for itself. Draco was silent as he closed his eyes a moment, it had been years since he had come to this house, once his home he left it the day after Hermione had left him. The house was filled with lots of bad memories here more than the good ones.
Malfoy Manor could fall down and he wouldn't have cared in the slightest. He knew that he was tempted to make Fury fyre and desimate it till it was nothing but cinders. He would delight in watching his ancestral house burn to the
ground.
Draco shook the thought off as he walked to the doorway, he noticed that inside it was as he had left it those ten years before, however it seemed that someone or something had been expecting him. He knew that Hermione was not here he could not sense her presence. The thing about love well for them at least love between him and his witch,he could always feel her presence and she his. The fact that he wasn't feeling her presence and he had asked to be
taken to where she was, unnerved him. Why did the portal bring him to this place?
He looked at the men with him and knew that some of them were somewhat amazed by the sight of Malfoy Manor, but he saw the reluctance in Harry's eyes. He knew that this place had bad memory for him as well. Draco
shook off the memories as they tried to assault him and made his way to the study. As he did so he paused for a moment and placed a hand on a doorway. He didn't open it cause he knew what his mind would show him if he did so.
The Conservatory was always a hard spot for him, over time it had been the one room that he and his wife had locked and never opened. Draco had after all in his youth witnessed his wife,still a young woman tortured by his Aunt Bellatrix Lestrange. He at the time had been so scared and he couldn't have stopped it if he wanted to. At the time he was sixteen years old and still under the oppression of his Father and Voldemort's thumb.
Draco knew that also the dining room was another place he never entered. Not after what had happened to
the muggle studies Professor, Charity Barbbage. Draco shook off the thoughts as he heard what sounded like singing to him. He looked at the others and wondered if they heard it too.
The other men were looking around as Draco seemed to Caleb at least to be almost in a trance like state. So where were they a museum or something and why would his sister be here? He knew that if Reed was hiding Hermione he wouldn't have been so stupid to risk taking her to a museum. Caleb smiled a moment in surprise as did the other men except Harry and Draco themselves watched as people in the portraits were moving around. He heard them
whispering and glaring at the new comers.
"More mud bloods in this house, how this family has gone to bloody hell."
This painting exclaimed loudly.
Draco stopped as he looked at the painting a moment. He knew that it was coming from his grandfather,Abraxus Malfoy and Draco just snapped. He walked over to the painting and drew his wand as he was about to set the portrait on fire he saw the old man in the painting smile.
"Welcome The Sons of Ipswitch,I see that my Grandson has finally been given his birthright, Sad day indeed to
have come to this chaps." Draco went to mutter something when he heard his name being called.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy"
He turned his attention to a beautiful woman in a white gown, her portrait was adorned in a beautiful golden
guild frame, her grey eyes beckoned to him. He paused and glared at his Grandfather. The man scoffed as he then smirked. Draco muttered obscenities as he turned and walked over to the painting of the beautiful woman who was singing now a song in French..
The men in the hall with Draco stopped and looked at the portrait. Each of them saw the beautiful woman and heard her song. Harry covered his ears a moment and the other men gave him a puzzled look. The song she was singing it seemed to have an effect on Harry. For a moment it seemed that it brought back memories of another time, he knew her face reminded him of when he had seen the Veela singing at the Quiddich world cup.. He looked at the woman who it seemed was almost as if she was alive and as Draco stepped forward and bowed his head a moment the woman in the portrait gave a radiant smile.
"You have returned my Dragon, My son I'm so sorry please forgive me, I regret not keeping Hermione here that night as you know."
"It's all been straightened out mother, I know it wasn't your fault really. Please think nothing more on it."
Draco accepted his mother's apology as he then looked at her sadly. He knew that he needed to find Hermione and time was of the essence but he wondered why he was here and not where his woman was.
Narcissa looked at the men each giving her a blank stare except Harry who she gave a look of surprise to. She however then motioned for Draco to step forward. As he did it was as if she came to life as she moved her head and
was able to place a kiss on his forehead.
"Your Father is expecting you in the study, I know you have many questions and only Lucius can fully answer
those, What I can answer however or what I do know is that I've missed you baby boy so much. Gentleman I have yet the pleasure to make your acquaintance, I am Narcissa Malfoy and my son it seems has forgotten his manners. Hello Harry Potter, a pleasure as always to speak with the savior of the Wizardry world..Why might I ask do you cover your ears so?, Is my singing that horrible?"
She asked as she gave him an amused look.
Harry looked sheepish as he looked now at Narcissa Malfoy and he blushed slightly a moment. He meant no dis respect of course but that song, He even didn't know why it affected him so much but he could in his memory hear that song sung by another woman.
"I have no idea why and no your voice is not horrible Mrs Malfoy, really it's quite lovely almost as beautiful as a Veela's."
Narcissa giggled and it was a sound that was almost lyrical. As she did she placed the back of her hand to her lips
a moment and smiled brightly. She shook her head as she enjoyed the compliment a great deal.
"Yes,that song of course it was a favorite song in my early years, a Veela song yes, I learned it from my own Grandmother who was a pure blooded Veela. So thank you for the compliment,and please Harry dear call me
Narcissa or Cissy."
The other men of course did not know what a Veela was but they all glared at the portrait,she was the most beautiful woman they had ever saw.. Harry nodded as he then looked at Draco who laughed a moment. He always suspected that his mother was part Veela but never had he heard it spoken so easily and nonchalantly. He took a breath.
"Why am I here and not with Hermione?"
He asked seemingly no one but then a voice called out to him.
"Oh but you are in a way my love, I'm always with you don't you know that by now my beloved Dragon? "
Draco turned and he looked at a portrait that was over the mantle. For a moment the woman's smile was radiant as she
looked at Draco warmly. His Hermione sat on a seatee and he was knelt beside her,He watched as the portrait Draco turned to look at him then as well. They were so young back when they married, Just eighteen and out Hogwarts. So much in love that it made his heart hurt for a moment to see that younger version of them that had so many dreams and a happy future together. They truly had been innocent,well as much as they could have been under the circumstances of their lives.
Hermione in her white wedding gown bringing even now tears in his eyes as he smiled despite the direness of the situation. He for a moment looked at the facsimile of his younger self as well. They made a handsome and loving
couple and he knew this was part of the reason he had left that day, and never came back to the Manor he nor Scorpius. He knew that the picture of their happy union had haunted him for years.
"Hermione,my beautiful Mi darling I'm only not with you because I know not where you are right now but I promise I'll bring you home to me and the kids. I promise baby "
Draco saw her smile and kiss the portrait him and he then wiped the tears from his eyes. He had forgotten he was not alone when he felt a hand on his shoulder a moment. He closed his eyes as he heard a strong voice tell him.
"We'll find her Draco and you'll keep your promise."
Caleb said as he stepped forward a moment. He looked closely at the portrait and smiled a moment.
"So this is neat and weird at the same time, Would you happen to know what Hermione knows, the Hermione of course of our present time at all?"
The younger version of Hermione looked at Caleb a moment and she shook her head softly. She however then asked in a voice full of happiness and laughter as she had been painted on a very happy day for her.
"No, however I do know that there is a part of Hermione's soul here, just there.."
She had pointed to Draco and said matter of factly.
"Our souls are one Draco wherever I am you feel me, I feel you and you know that if you would concentrate enough, You'll find me. Believe in our love,It's everlasting."
She then turned to Harry and smiled. As she did this the Painting Draco for a moment frowned. He raised an
eyebrow at his wife as she said.
"Harry dear its good to see you, Please help Draco and finally put aside your differences. I love him and always have, I hope that in time you have accepted this and also think of a place where I would go if I was in pain, a place perhaps that is un-plot able even.. You know the answer to this as you must know I cannot speak the name of the place, since I am not the secret keeper but you are."
Harry nodded as he then realized exactly where she meant and looked at Draco. He knew where Hermione would go,
But would she have taken Reid with her? He wondered as he said.
"I think that it's a not sure she'd have taken him there but perhaps if she's gotten away from him."
The others looked at him in question as he then sighed and looked at Narcissa's painting a moment. He nodded in respect.
"The noble house of Black"
He said as she then looked at him levely and nodded.
"My cousin's home at Grimauld place, yes I had heard you inherited it,Bella was beside herself with
fury over that and kreacher even."
She looked at Draco and said quietly.
"I will look there as there is a portrait of myself there still hanging and will talk to my auntie" She looked at Harry a moment and she said in a voice lightly lyrical in sound.\
" You will know soon, as it is I am sorry that you did not get to know Sirius as I did, he was my favorite cousin afterall. "
she then looked to Draco and replied.
"Talk to Lucius,that is why you are here my son."
She then popped out of the portrait. Caleb,Pogue and Tyler were surprised and the looks on their faces showed it as they watched Draco for a moment look back at the portrait with him and Hermione and he stood now more in
front of it. As he did he for a moment just looked at her. She was always beautiful to him, always so good and kind and he felt his heart ache for a moment knowing that he had been at fault for all of this due to a misunderstanding.
"I love you Mi so much so do our kids,take good of my baby,I promise you she'll be in my arms soon."
He told his portrait self as she then smiled and kissed the portrait and then turned wiping a tear from his eye. He made his way down the hallway and the others followed him quietly each in thoughts with themselves. All they had seen had been surprising to them after all. But then again Caleb knew that they had known some of the things like
the fact that these Wizards carried wands and that it was simular to their walking sticks. Truthfully Draco was walking with his and it seemed to already be quite comfortable with him, that atleast Caleb noticed right away. Maybe the
fact that Draco already had magical ability had made it easier. He didn't know but he did know that he could feel the energy coming off of his brother in lawand it was very strong. It was different to a point then the others magic and he
attuned this to be because of his wizard status.
Harry caught up to Draco and gave him a questioning look. As he did this Draco for a moment ignored him,more intent on concentrating and getting down to business. Caleb caught up to them as Harry opened his mouth and exclaimed.
"Are you a bloody Veela as well? I mean I never really thought about it but it would make some sense after all."
Draco chuckled a moment despite everything and sighed. He then stopped in front of a door and placed his hand on the door knob. As he did he turned and looked at Harry.
"No but then again that tends to run more in the female generations and yet,if you must know Minister, I am not no but my daughter has a very good chance of being one when she turns thirteen years of age, as it is my son will be powerful at that age too thanks to his mothers bloodline and mine it seems since in a sense we are both children of
Ipswitch.."
Draco then grinned as he turned the doorhandle and Harry took in a sharp breath then and then he turned and looked at Caleb. He wondered what was going on truly, here he was with his enemy and rival all through school, with a supposive brother that Hermione had and three others he did not know. He looked at Caleb levely a moment and saw the same brown eyes that resembled his friends. He for a moment was just silent then he nodded and shook out of the
thoughts.
"Mi has told me alot about you Harry Potter, you should know that despite it all,I am not one to want to worship anyone else. However I do know that whatever purpose you have here better be in my sisters best interest especially after what you did to her and her husband. Yes she told me what you did Harry Potter,She loved him and they have another chance to work things out, She wrote me a letter explaining that they had a arguement and well i recieved
it this morning actually,She forgave him and that's good enough for me,besides she's having his children and I think truthfully my friend Reid, he'd not hesitate to rid her of them if he finds out."
Caleb then walked away and left a shamed faced Harry standing there quietly
reflecting and remembering the past.
Harry was quiet as he looked at the house and was surprised that they were taken to this place. They were standing in front of what looked like a large museum but Harry knew what this place really was. He took in the roman columns that graced the front entry way to a large onyx stone that made up the door. He saw Draco staring at the house. He walked over to him and he saw Draco flinch as the door seemed to open for itself. Draco was silent as he closed his eyes a moment, it had been years since he had come to this house, once his home he left it the day after Hermione had left him. The house was filled with lots of bad memories here more than the good ones.
Malfoy Manor could fall down and he wouldn't have cared in the slightest. He knew that he was tempted to make Fury fyre and desimate it till it was nothing but cinders. He would delight in watching his ancestral house burn to the
ground.
Draco shook the thought off as he walked to the doorway, he noticed that inside it was as he had left it those ten years before, however it seemed that someone or something had been expecting him. He knew that Hermione was not here he could not sense her presence. The thing about love well for them at least love between him and his witch,he could always feel her presence and she his. The fact that he wasn't feeling her presence and he had asked to be
taken to where she was, unnerved him. Why did the portal bring him to this place?
He looked at the men with him and knew that some of them were somewhat amazed by the sight of Malfoy Manor, but he saw the reluctance in Harry's eyes. He knew that this place had bad memory for him as well. Draco
shook off the memories as they tried to assault him and made his way to the study. As he did so he paused for a moment and placed a hand on a doorway. He didn't open it cause he knew what his mind would show him if he did so.
The Conservatory was always a hard spot for him, over time it had been the one room that he and his wife had locked and never opened. Draco had after all in his youth witnessed his wife,still a young woman tortured by his Aunt Bellatrix Lestrange. He at the time had been so scared and he couldn't have stopped it if he wanted to. At the time he was sixteen years old and still under the oppression of his Father and Voldemort's thumb.
Draco knew that also the dining room was another place he never entered. Not after what had happened to
the muggle studies Professor, Charity Barbbage. Draco shook off the thoughts as he heard what sounded like singing to him. He looked at the others and wondered if they heard it too.
The other men were looking around as Draco seemed to Caleb at least to be almost in a trance like state. So where were they a museum or something and why would his sister be here? He knew that if Reed was hiding Hermione he wouldn't have been so stupid to risk taking her to a museum. Caleb smiled a moment in surprise as did the other men except Harry and Draco themselves watched as people in the portraits were moving around. He heard them
whispering and glaring at the new comers.
"More mud bloods in this house, how this family has gone to bloody hell."
This painting exclaimed loudly.
Draco stopped as he looked at the painting a moment. He knew that it was coming from his grandfather,Abraxus Malfoy and Draco just snapped. He walked over to the painting and drew his wand as he was about to set the portrait on fire he saw the old man in the painting smile.
"Welcome The Sons of Ipswitch,I see that my Grandson has finally been given his birthright, Sad day indeed to
have come to this chaps." Draco went to mutter something when he heard his name being called.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy"
He turned his attention to a beautiful woman in a white gown, her portrait was adorned in a beautiful golden
guild frame, her grey eyes beckoned to him. He paused and glared at his Grandfather. The man scoffed as he then smirked. Draco muttered obscenities as he turned and walked over to the painting of the beautiful woman who was singing now a song in French..
The men in the hall with Draco stopped and looked at the portrait. Each of them saw the beautiful woman and heard her song. Harry covered his ears a moment and the other men gave him a puzzled look. The song she was singing it seemed to have an effect on Harry. For a moment it seemed that it brought back memories of another time, he knew her face reminded him of when he had seen the Veela singing at the Quiddich world cup.. He looked at the woman who it seemed was almost as if she was alive and as Draco stepped forward and bowed his head a moment the woman in the portrait gave a radiant smile.
"You have returned my Dragon, My son I'm so sorry please forgive me, I regret not keeping Hermione here that night as you know."
"It's all been straightened out mother, I know it wasn't your fault really. Please think nothing more on it."
Draco accepted his mother's apology as he then looked at her sadly. He knew that he needed to find Hermione and time was of the essence but he wondered why he was here and not where his woman was.
Narcissa looked at the men each giving her a blank stare except Harry who she gave a look of surprise to. She however then motioned for Draco to step forward. As he did it was as if she came to life as she moved her head and
was able to place a kiss on his forehead.
"Your Father is expecting you in the study, I know you have many questions and only Lucius can fully answer
those, What I can answer however or what I do know is that I've missed you baby boy so much. Gentleman I have yet the pleasure to make your acquaintance, I am Narcissa Malfoy and my son it seems has forgotten his manners. Hello Harry Potter, a pleasure as always to speak with the savior of the Wizardry world..Why might I ask do you cover your ears so?, Is my singing that horrible?"
She asked as she gave him an amused look.
Harry looked sheepish as he looked now at Narcissa Malfoy and he blushed slightly a moment. He meant no dis respect of course but that song, He even didn't know why it affected him so much but he could in his memory hear that song sung by another woman.
"I have no idea why and no your voice is not horrible Mrs Malfoy, really it's quite lovely almost as beautiful as a Veela's."
Narcissa giggled and it was a sound that was almost lyrical. As she did she placed the back of her hand to her lips
a moment and smiled brightly. She shook her head as she enjoyed the compliment a great deal.
"Yes,that song of course it was a favorite song in my early years, a Veela song yes, I learned it from my own Grandmother who was a pure blooded Veela. So thank you for the compliment,and please Harry dear call me
Narcissa or Cissy."
The other men of course did not know what a Veela was but they all glared at the portrait,she was the most beautiful woman they had ever saw.. Harry nodded as he then looked at Draco who laughed a moment. He always suspected that his mother was part Veela but never had he heard it spoken so easily and nonchalantly. He took a breath.
"Why am I here and not with Hermione?"
He asked seemingly no one but then a voice called out to him.
"Oh but you are in a way my love, I'm always with you don't you know that by now my beloved Dragon? "
Draco turned and he looked at a portrait that was over the mantle. For a moment the woman's smile was radiant as she
looked at Draco warmly. His Hermione sat on a seatee and he was knelt beside her,He watched as the portrait Draco turned to look at him then as well. They were so young back when they married, Just eighteen and out Hogwarts. So much in love that it made his heart hurt for a moment to see that younger version of them that had so many dreams and a happy future together. They truly had been innocent,well as much as they could have been under the circumstances of their lives.
Hermione in her white wedding gown bringing even now tears in his eyes as he smiled despite the direness of the situation. He for a moment looked at the facsimile of his younger self as well. They made a handsome and loving
couple and he knew this was part of the reason he had left that day, and never came back to the Manor he nor Scorpius. He knew that the picture of their happy union had haunted him for years.
"Hermione,my beautiful Mi darling I'm only not with you because I know not where you are right now but I promise I'll bring you home to me and the kids. I promise baby "
Draco saw her smile and kiss the portrait him and he then wiped the tears from his eyes. He had forgotten he was not alone when he felt a hand on his shoulder a moment. He closed his eyes as he heard a strong voice tell him.
"We'll find her Draco and you'll keep your promise."
Caleb said as he stepped forward a moment. He looked closely at the portrait and smiled a moment.
"So this is neat and weird at the same time, Would you happen to know what Hermione knows, the Hermione of course of our present time at all?"
The younger version of Hermione looked at Caleb a moment and she shook her head softly. She however then asked in a voice full of happiness and laughter as she had been painted on a very happy day for her.
"No, however I do know that there is a part of Hermione's soul here, just there.."
She had pointed to Draco and said matter of factly.
"Our souls are one Draco wherever I am you feel me, I feel you and you know that if you would concentrate enough, You'll find me. Believe in our love,It's everlasting."
She then turned to Harry and smiled. As she did this the Painting Draco for a moment frowned. He raised an
eyebrow at his wife as she said.
"Harry dear its good to see you, Please help Draco and finally put aside your differences. I love him and always have, I hope that in time you have accepted this and also think of a place where I would go if I was in pain, a place perhaps that is un-plot able even.. You know the answer to this as you must know I cannot speak the name of the place, since I am not the secret keeper but you are."
Harry nodded as he then realized exactly where she meant and looked at Draco. He knew where Hermione would go,
But would she have taken Reid with her? He wondered as he said.
"I think that it's a not sure she'd have taken him there but perhaps if she's gotten away from him."
The others looked at him in question as he then sighed and looked at Narcissa's painting a moment. He nodded in respect.
"The noble house of Black"
He said as she then looked at him levely and nodded.
"My cousin's home at Grimauld place, yes I had heard you inherited it,Bella was beside herself with
fury over that and kreacher even."
She looked at Draco and said quietly.
"I will look there as there is a portrait of myself there still hanging and will talk to my auntie" She looked at Harry a moment and she said in a voice lightly lyrical in sound.\
" You will know soon, as it is I am sorry that you did not get to know Sirius as I did, he was my favorite cousin afterall. "
she then looked to Draco and replied.
"Talk to Lucius,that is why you are here my son."
She then popped out of the portrait. Caleb,Pogue and Tyler were surprised and the looks on their faces showed it as they watched Draco for a moment look back at the portrait with him and Hermione and he stood now more in
front of it. As he did he for a moment just looked at her. She was always beautiful to him, always so good and kind and he felt his heart ache for a moment knowing that he had been at fault for all of this due to a misunderstanding.
"I love you Mi so much so do our kids,take good of my baby,I promise you she'll be in my arms soon."
He told his portrait self as she then smiled and kissed the portrait and then turned wiping a tear from his eye. He made his way down the hallway and the others followed him quietly each in thoughts with themselves. All they had seen had been surprising to them after all. But then again Caleb knew that they had known some of the things like
the fact that these Wizards carried wands and that it was simular to their walking sticks. Truthfully Draco was walking with his and it seemed to already be quite comfortable with him, that atleast Caleb noticed right away. Maybe the
fact that Draco already had magical ability had made it easier. He didn't know but he did know that he could feel the energy coming off of his brother in lawand it was very strong. It was different to a point then the others magic and he
attuned this to be because of his wizard status.
Harry caught up to Draco and gave him a questioning look. As he did this Draco for a moment ignored him,more intent on concentrating and getting down to business. Caleb caught up to them as Harry opened his mouth and exclaimed.
"Are you a bloody Veela as well? I mean I never really thought about it but it would make some sense after all."
Draco chuckled a moment despite everything and sighed. He then stopped in front of a door and placed his hand on the door knob. As he did he turned and looked at Harry.
"No but then again that tends to run more in the female generations and yet,if you must know Minister, I am not no but my daughter has a very good chance of being one when she turns thirteen years of age, as it is my son will be powerful at that age too thanks to his mothers bloodline and mine it seems since in a sense we are both children of
Ipswitch.."
Draco then grinned as he turned the doorhandle and Harry took in a sharp breath then and then he turned and looked at Caleb. He wondered what was going on truly, here he was with his enemy and rival all through school, with a supposive brother that Hermione had and three others he did not know. He looked at Caleb levely a moment and saw the same brown eyes that resembled his friends. He for a moment was just silent then he nodded and shook out of the
thoughts.
"Mi has told me alot about you Harry Potter, you should know that despite it all,I am not one to want to worship anyone else. However I do know that whatever purpose you have here better be in my sisters best interest especially after what you did to her and her husband. Yes she told me what you did Harry Potter,She loved him and they have another chance to work things out, She wrote me a letter explaining that they had a arguement and well i recieved
it this morning actually,She forgave him and that's good enough for me,besides she's having his children and I think truthfully my friend Reid, he'd not hesitate to rid her of them if he finds out."
Caleb then walked away and left a shamed faced Harry standing there quietly
reflecting and remembering the past.