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10-16-2007, 01:57 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth | Chapter 9 OK, this is a bridge to the next chapter. It's very short, and to the point. Not very descriptive, but it's imperative to the rest of the story. But not all was well. Later that evening, Hermione went into early labor again. But this time, the doctors would have been mad to try and stop it. A few hours later, Tara and Draco were at their wits end with worry. Hermione was having a terrible time. Draco was reminded of Tara's childbirth, and was terrified that Hermione's child might not make it.
"Shouldn't we be in there with her?" Tara asked, freaking out. Draco shook his head, unsure. Then, he burst into tears.
Tara rushed to his side and held him. Draco's body shook with sobs, and his tears, worry, and frustration were uncontrolled.
"Oh Tara, I'm so afraid. What if she has a stillborn? What if the baby's...like our first child?" Tara gasped.
"Don't say that. It won't happen like that, I promise. We can only wait and see." Tara rocked Draco back and forth.
But they didn't have to wait and see. The birth was over during this time.
"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy? It's a boy." A doctor came into the waiting room. Tara collapsed onto the floor, crying with relief. Draco looked up. The doctor looked troubled. Draco didn't like that, not at all.
"How's Hermione? Is she alright?"
"There's a small prob-" He started to say.
"Can we see her?" Tara interrupted the doctor. He bowed his head.
"You can see her at the funeral." Tara stopped dead in her tears of relief. She looked at Draco. He had turned a sickly pale color.
"What?" Draco stood up and walked towards the doctor. "What...do you mean?"
"I mean what I said. Hermione Donaldson...is dead."
Take it away Tara!
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10-16-2007, 03:04 AM
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| | Bicorn
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| WHAT?
WHAT?
No.
You big liar.
That's wrong.
PAMS! COME ON!
Love
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10-16-2007, 10:34 AM
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| | Erumpent
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| omg! Katie! I'll post as soon as I can... |
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10-16-2007, 10:37 AM
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| | Hippogriff
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First Year | HUH!? WHAT?!
No, you can't let Hermy die. Sis, no!!
*Cries* Why must they die like this!
*sniff sniff* PAMS Tara. |
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10-16-2007, 08:37 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth |  You guys thought she was getting off easily! Hurry up and post Tara, they don't believe me!
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10-16-2007, 08:48 PM
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| | Erumpent
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| ok i'll post asap! |
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10-16-2007, 10:37 PM
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| *woot* |
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10-17-2007, 11:14 AM
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| | Erumpent
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| Sorry guys! I started the post yesterday, and then my dad kicked me offline. So it will probably be Thursday or Friday til I can post! Sorry! But I'm too busy today...I have church AND my PSAT's. So I'm too busy. |
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10-17-2007, 07:40 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Arabella Lynette Kirby Third | New Reader!!!!
Love It! u killed off hermy nooooooo!!! *sobsob* no.
cant wait for more
bella xoxoxo |
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10-17-2007, 07:48 PM
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| | Erumpent
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| Chapter 10 Chapter 10
Tara’s eyes got huge.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she gasped.
This time she was the one to sob. Draco had to hold her up, gently stroking her hair.
“No…she’s my best friend…no,” Tara cried repeatedly.
“I’m sorry miss. But the birth was too much for her to bear. The baby survived, though, if you wish to see him…,” the doctor said.
Tara and Draco both nodded, following the doctor to a room with a large window. He pointed at the baby that belonged to Hermione. Tara already knew it was Lamark’s, because the baby looked exactly like Lamark, even if he was all red and wrinkly.
“He looks like Lamark,” Draco muttered, his hand on Tara’s shoulder.
Tara nodded, tears still in her eyes. The baby looked sickly since he was born prematurely, but he seemed to be putting up a strong fight. It made Tara smile a little.
“I’m just glad he’s alive,” Tara whispered.
“Yes, he is alive. He is a little weak, but we’re trying our best. I think he’ll be fine,” the doctor said. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some business to attend to…,”
Tara and Draco both nodded, still looking at the baby.
Lamark walked up, looking at them.
“Did you decide on a name?,” Tara asked, trying her best to change the subject.
“Jeremy,” he said simply.
“Jeremy is a nice name,” Tara said.
“It’s what Her-,” but he stopped.
Tara stepped forward, releasing Draco’s hand from her shoulder.
“I’m here for you, Lamark. I’m going to help you through this. I’ll take care of the baby and everything,” Tara said. “Hermione was there for us when we needed her. And now you need us, and we’ll be here for you.”
Lamark nodded, giving Tara a hug. “Thanks,” he said.
Tara began to cry softly again as she remembered the last time she talked to Hermione. “What are friends for?”
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The funeral passed and Jeremy was released from the hospital. Tara had spent numerous hours at the Donaldson house, caring for the baby, cleaning, even cooking meals, trying her best to help. She was stuck taking care of both Isabella and Jeremy, but she didn’t mind. She felt she owed Hermione this much.
Lamark came in the small house after a long day at work. He took off his traveling cloak and sat down at the table and began to eat the dinner Tara had made for him.
“Lamark, I did all the laundry, the dishes, and I cleaned all the rooms,” Tara said, sliding into her traveling cloak.
“Thanks Tara,” Lamark muttered.
“It’s nothing. I’ll be here first thing in the morning,” Tara said.
Lamark nodded and Tara picked up Isabella, holding her tightly as she apparated to the Malfoy Manor. Since Tara had been spending so much time at Lamark’s, Draco had to step up and help with the Manor. But he didn’t mind. He was so proud of his wife for being so amazing, that he was willing to do anything, even if it meant cleaning up a little.
“Hello darling,” Draco said, going into Isabella’s room where Tara was laying the baby down in her crib.
He wrapped his arms around his wife’s waist and kissed her neck, taking in her sweet scent.
“Hard day?,” he asked.
“Yes,” Tara replied, looking down at her daughter. “It’s amazing how much of a mess he can make…”
“But I’m proud of you for doing all of this for him. I don’t know what I’d be able to do if I lost you…,” Draco said.
Tara turned and faced Draco, giving him a small kiss.
“I couldn’t live without you, either,” she said.
She reluctantly released herself from Draco’s grip and went downstairs, starting dinner for the two. They ate dinner together, not once getting interrupted by Isabella or Lamark.
“Draco, I think I’m worried about Lamark,” Tara admitted as the two headed up the stairs to go to sleep. “He is just so…out of it.”
“Imagine how hard it is to lose the person you love,” Draco said. “I know it’d kill me…I’d probably commit suicide if you died…”
“I know…I’m just worried. And Jeremy…it’s just all so much,” Tara said, entering the bedroom.
She flicked her wand and her clothes changed to silk pajamas. Draco followed suit, changing into his pajamas as well with just a flick of his wand.
Tara pulled back the blanket and got underneath it, next to Draco.
“Don’t worry,” Draco said, pulling her close, laying her head on his chest as he stroked her hair and she listened to his heartbeat. “I’m sure it will all get better soon…" |
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10-17-2007, 08:42 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth | Nice post Tara! I"ll post soon!
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10-17-2007, 09:03 PM
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| | Hippogriff
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First Year | That was all so sad.
PAMS!
..:Lisa:.. |
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10-17-2007, 09:15 PM
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| | Erumpent
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| thanx yall! |
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10-18-2007, 02:40 AM
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| | Bicorn
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| Very sad :'(
I'm quite depressed now. I can't believe she ACTUALLY died. Wasn't seeing that coming AT all, LOL
Where are Ron and Harry through all of this?
Love
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10-18-2007, 10:31 AM
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| thanx Adge! Katie will post soon. |
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10-19-2007, 01:28 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth | Chapter 11 So, day after day, Tara went back and cooked and cleaned for Lamark. He still had his job at the coffee shop, but let's face it: Coffee was never really his thing. And Tara was exhausted.
"Tara, what's wrong?" Draco asked after Tara set the table for breakfast.
"Nothing, why do you ask?"
"No particular reason. Except...I thought syrup went on the pancakes, not in the drinking glass."
"OH!" Tara cried out in alarm, and quickly stopped herself. By that time, Draco's milk glass was filled with the brown, sticky liquid. "Draco, I'm so sorry!"
"It's alright dear. I'll just get a new glass." Draco pulled out his wand, and a new glass appeared. Tara put her hand on her head.
"I don't know what's wrong with me Draco."
"I do. Lamark's been pushing you and pressuring you. You're barely home, you hardly eat or sleep. You fall asleep at the table, like what your doing right now." Tara jerked awake, and tried to focus.
"Don't be silly Draco. I'm fine. You'd better hurry, or you'll be late for work." Tara chastised him.
"Honey....it's Saturday. I don't go into the office till Monday."
"Oh..." Tara said, defeated. "Well, maybe I have been a little tired. Caring for two families can do that to a body."
"Tara, go to bed. I'll clean up around here, then Isabella and I are going for a walk."
"She's too young to go out for a walk." Tara protested. "She should be napping."
"Tara, she's my daughter. I have a good idea what's good for her. Besides, some air will do her good. We'll be back later. Just....take a nap, and I forbid you to leave this house!"
Draco bundled up Isabella and took out her stroller. Tara disappeared and then came back, dressed in her pajamas. Draco smiled.
"There you go. Have a nice rest hon."
"Thanks sweetie." Tara kissed Draco on the cheek. "Be careful, look both ways before crossing the street, don't feed her too many sweets-"
"Relax Tara. Go to bed." Draco laughed and rolled Isabella out the door. Tara walked up to her room as if in a trance. Just then, the phone rang.
"Ugh..." Tara moaned, and answered it. "Hello?"
"Tara? It's Lamark." His voice sounded rushed, and in a hurry.
"Lamark? What's wrong?" Tara was wide awake. "What's happened? Is Jeremy ok?"
"He's coughing, and he won't stop." Lamark sounded worried. Tara rolled her eyes.
"Lamark, he's fine. Trust me. Isabella did that too. All babies do. It's called a hiccup. It sounds like a cough, but trust me, it isn't."
"Could you come over anyway....just to check and see?"
"I can't, Draco restricted me to the house." Tara said. "You'll be fine." And she hung up. She looked at the phone.
*****
Lamark hung up the phone. Why did he want to see Tara so badly? He sat down and put his head in his hands.
"Hermione..." He whispered, his voice choked up. The house just hadn't been the same since Hermione....passed on.
Just then, Jeremy began to cry. Lamark went over and picked him up. He walked around the house with his child, trying to calm him down. Let's face it: He wasn't good with kids.
"What I need is a woman in my life....for Jeremy." His thoughts drifted after this sentence. Why was he thinking of Tara?
"Draco would kill me if he thought..." The thought made Lamark smile. Jeremy, who had stopped crying, looked in his father's face and laughed.
Lamark's eyes filled with tears. When he laughed....he looked just like Hermione! Lamark clutched at the child, holding him tightly. He put Jeremy down and went into the kitchen.
So far....he had only found one comfort in this world. Only one, after the death of his beloved.
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10-19-2007, 08:05 PM
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| great Katie! I'll post soon. |
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10-20-2007, 12:56 PM
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First Year | Cute Post but still sad.
Tara was so funny. 
PAMS!
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10-20-2007, 01:25 PM
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| Chapter 12 Chapter 12
Tara woke to the sound of movement. She opened her eyes to see Draco bustling around the room. He was cleaning.
“How was the walk?,” Tara asked, sitting up in the bed and running a hand through her thick hair.
Draco turned to face her. “Wonderful. Isabella and I had a great time.”
Tara nodded, still looking as if she were asleep.
“You look rough,” Draco said.
“Thanks. You look lovely too,” Tara rolled her eyes.
Draco laughed lightly and sat down on the bed, wrapping his arms around Tara, forcing her to rest her head on his chest.
“So when are we ever going to finish our honeymoon?,” Draco asked.
“I dunno…probably never,” Tara replied.
“Ahh, how nice it was, just me and you, all alone, with no one to harass us or such…,” Draco said.
Tara nodded.
“We should go back to Italy,” Draco announced. “Take Isabella. It would be a wonderful family outing.”
Tara nodded again, too tired to reply verbally.
A loud peck came from the window and Draco got up. He walked over to the window and opened it, retrieving a note from the impatient owl. Once the note was removed, the owl flew away, leaving Draco to open the note. He quickly did, his eyes scanning fast across the page. He nodded, and then looked over at Tara.
“Sorry darling, the Ministry needs me. Emergency meeting,” Draco said.
He rushed to the closet and began to quickly get ready. Once he was finished, he gave Tara a quick kiss and apparated away. Almost automatically, another peck came from the window, this time revealing a large owl. Tara recognized it immediately, and was cursing under her breath as she went to get the note from the owl. She read over it and apparated to Lamark’s house, completely forgetting Isabella.
“Lamark, you’re a mess!,” Tara exclaimed, looking at him.
Lamark was sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of firewhiskey in his hand. There were several other cups sprawled out over the table, empty of any contents.
Lamark sank back further in his chair, staring out into space. Once he realized Tara was there, he seemed to come back to Earth. He stood up and walked over to her, standing over her. His eyes were red and bloodshot, his breath reeking of alcohol.
“Why are you drunk!??,” Tara exclaimed, looking into his now scary eyes.
“I can’t help it,” Lamark muttered. “I can’t live like this anymore…I have no wife, and a son I can’t even take care of…he doesn’t even have a mother…”
“Lamark, you were getting along fine! Please don’t give up now!,” Tara exclaimed.
She flicked her wand and Lamark’s body floated in mid-air beside her as she walked to his room. She let him lay down on the bed.
“You’ve got to control yourself better than this!,” Tara said, nearly yelling.
“I don’t want to control myself,” Lamark muttered. “I want you…”
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10-20-2007, 03:52 PM
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| | Bicorn
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| VHAT?
VHAT DID HE JUST SAY?
HE DID NOT JUST SAY VHAT I THINK HE SAID.
Because that's bad.
Loved it!
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10-20-2007, 04:12 PM
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| thanx Adge. Katie will post soon. |
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10-21-2007, 01:53 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth | Chapter 13 "I don't want to control myself," Lamark muttered. "I want you..." He got up and approached Tara. She backed up slowly, her hands out in front of her.
"Lamark...what are you doing?" She spoke to him, nervously.
"No wife....no mother....no lover....Hermione, I love you..." He murmured and reached for Tara.
"Hermione? Lamark....it's Tara! TARA! Draco's wife!" Tara cried out, and turned. She tried to run for the bedroom door. Lamark reached out and caught the back of Tara's dress. The purr of parting cloth was loud in the still apartment, and the dress was torn down the back. Tara tried to run, but the door had swung shut, and was stuck. She tried desperately to open the door while holding her dress together.
"Hermione, you can't do this to me...let's get going..." Lamark said in his drunken haze. His hand came away, with some of Tara's dress material caught in it. Tara screamed.
"Lamark...your not yourself! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" She tried to scream, but by then, Lamark had swung her around and his arm was around her waist. He cut off her words with his mouth on hers.
Tara struggled to escape, but the liquer had given Lamark seemingly added strengh, and she couldn't get away. His hands went up the front of her dress, where the buttons were. He didn't try to unbutten them, but simply pulled. The buttons tore off, and Tara's chest was revealed.
"Lamark! Stop it! Let me go!" Tara cried out, fully alarmed. Lamark shook his head and turned Tara around. He flung her up against the wall and tried to unclasp her bra.
"C'mon Hermione....don't you like me any more?" Lamark asked angrily. "I'll make you love me!"
"LAMARK!" Tara yelled. "I'M NOT HERMIONE!" The hands continued to work on her bra clasp, and Tara felt the bra loosen. It fell to the floor softly.
"Nice try Hermione....but I know my own wife." Lamark picked up Tara and flung her on the bed like she was a rag doll. He locked the door and turned out the lights. The sounds of a struggle were heard throughout the apartment....then nothing but soft cries.
*****
Draco came back, seething. He had gotten to the Ministry only to find out that there was no meeting! The meeting hall had been empty!
"What is going on? Tara, I'm home early!" He waited for his wife's greeting, but the only sound was....Bella crying? He rushed to the baby's room.
Bella was sitting in the middle of the room, bawling.
"Mama! Where Mama?" Bella cried, and reached for her father. Draco scooped up the baby, and held her close.
"Shush! It's ok mi Bella, please don't cry!" Draco rocked his child softly, and Bella's cries ceased. "Where's Mommy?"
"Mommy?" Bella asked, and hiccuped. Draco walked into the kitchen, where he saw the note from Lamark.
"TARA!" Draco roared, and ran out the door, Bella on his arm. He raced to Lamar's apartment, fearing the worst. He reached it and tried the door. It was unlocked. He pushed the door open.
Signs of a struggle were everywhere. But there was no Tara....no Lamark...not even baby Jeremy was to be found. Draco set Isabella down on the floor and began to search for his wife. He went into the kitchen, where the Firewhisky bottles were. He walked down the hall to Jeremy's bedroom. Not finding her there, Draco went into Lamark's bedroom.
It was a complete mess. Clothes were everywhere! Draco took a step in, only to step on....his wife's dress? Draco looked at the bed to find....Tara, completely exposed.
"TARA!" Draco yelled, and leapt towards the bed. Tara got up, and put a hand to her head.
"Wha....what happened....Draco? Where am I? Lamark..." And she burst into tears. Draco grabbed a sheet and wrapped his wife in it. He pulled her close to him.
"Tara....why did you come here? What did that beast do to you?" Draco asked angrily.
"Draco, please don't blame him! He didn't know! He was drunk! He...he thought I was Hermione, and he...." Draco grabbed her shoulders.
"He didn't.....did he?" Tara looked away, and nodded miserably. "That son of a b-" Draco stopped himself. "I'm getting you to St. Mungo's, then I'm going after that S.O.B who raped you."
Draco went out of the bedroom, to get Isabella. Tara rushed after him, clutching the sheet to herself.
"Draco....DON'T! DON'T HURT HIM!" She screeched after him, then collapsed to the floor, sobbing.
Katie
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10-21-2007, 03:19 AM
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| DRAMATIC!
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10-21-2007, 01:14 PM
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| Chapter 14 Chapter 14
Draco toted Isabella and held Tara tight as he apparated them to St. Mungo’s. Tara felt weak, and she was barely able to stand up. Draco was trying his best to hold her up and keep her covered and hold Isabella at the same time. A couple of nurses saw the sight and rushed over immediately. A doctor came and picked Tara up gently. Draco followed behind them into an empty room, clutching Isabella tightly. The nurses ushered the doctor and helped Tara dress into something better.
Draco couldn’t even look at Tara. He was twisted with madness, rage and sadness, it was all he could do to not find Lamark now and kill him and his stupid son. The thought of Lamark even thinking about touching his Tara…his love, like that, made Draco sick to his stomach. He gritted his teeth together.
Once the nurses did all they could do, they left Tara to sleep. Draco stood in the corner of the room, looking at Tara. Several cuts and bruises covered her face. Draco knew there had to be others, but the nurses had covered Tara up so well that all that could be seen was her head. She was breathing hard in her sleep, as if it hurt for her lungs to open and close, filling her body with oxygen.
“Mama hurt,” Isabella said, rubbing her eyes.
Draco nodded. “Yes, mama is hurt.”
“She get better?,” Isabella asked.
“Hopefully,” Draco murmured, trying to hold back tears.
“Hug mama?,” Isabella questioned.
“I think it’s best to let mama be,” Draco said. “I think we should go visit someone, Isabella…”
Draco looked at his wife one last time, and he spun on his heel, apparating to a place he hadn’t been to in ages.
He walked up to the door and reached for the large knocker, pulling it back and slamming it hard. The noise echoed around him.
He heard a noise at the door, and soon it opened, revealing a slightly older woman with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
“Mother?,” Draco asked.
“Draco, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you since the-,” Narcissa began.
“The wedding. Yeah yeah. I need a favor. I need you to watch Isabella here,” Draco said, handing his daughter to his mother.
“Why?,” Narcissa asked, looking down at her granddaughter who showed no resemblance to her at all. “Merlin, she looks nothing like us…all like Tara…”
“I’ve noticed,” Draco replied sharply. “I’ll be back to get her as soon as I can.”
“When exactly will you be back?,” Narcissa asked.
“I don’t know, mother! Not until I find him and kill him,” Draco said.
“Find who? And where is Tara?,” Narcissa asked.
“ENOUGH WITH THE QUESTIONS WOMAN! Never you mind who I’m looking for. And Tara is badly hurt. She is at St. Mungo’s,” Draco said.
Narcissa opened her mouth again to say something, but Draco shot her a look that practically screamed ‘shut up!’
“Please, mother, do this for me,” Draco said.
Narcissa nodded. “Please don’t get yourself hurt or in trouble, Draco.”
Malfoy’s always win,” Draco said.
Narcissa smiled at her son, tears falling down her face. She stepped forward and hugged her son, still holding Isabella.
“Hey!,” Isabella exclaimed, pushing back so that she was no longer being squished by her father or grandmother.
“It’s been so long. I feel like I don’t even know you,” Narcissa said to her granddaughter. “Draco, this is a horrible timing…”
“I know mother. Be good Isabella, I’ll be back sometime soon,” Draco said.
He stepped forward and kissed his daughter’s forehead and then his mother’s cheek. He turned and left, unsure of where to begin the search. |
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