The clicking of heels could be heard down one of the hallways in the Malfoy Manor. The wearer of these stiletto heels usually graced these hallways with pride and dignity, but tonight she scurried like a worried thief. The only difference was that a thief probably didn't commit such crimes in dragon skinned heels. The wearer of these shoes wore a hooded cloak and hurried to the end of the hall where she entered a room. It was pitch black, save for a small light illuminating from the overhead of a crib in the farthest corner.

The room, in the daytime, was a very barren room, one that held necessities only. No one would have guessed a baby lived in the room if you had taken away the crib. It was a plain beige color and gave no sign of a happy life.

She strode over to the crib as soundless as she possibly could. Meaning she had to creep on her toes, something the thunderous thief had thought she should have done on her way to the nursery.

The baby in the crib blinked open her beautiful dark eyes at the newcomer. She smiled as the woman picked her up, "Aaah-"she began to show her appreciation by sounding.

"Sssh, Cecilia darling, we don't want to make too much noise", the woman silenced the child in her arms lovingly. For the past two months, the thief had become the only mother the infant knew and that is the reason this baby had a chance.

The woman wrapped the baby in a warm blanket and picked up her bag, already packed and ready. She left in the same manner she came, a bit quieter though. She took a different route this time, taking a hidden stairwell up to the roof. The baby was not heard of the entire trip up.

Cecilia Riddle was a well-behaved infant, not crying for anything except feedings, diaper changes and of course, pain. It was usual for only the sounds of her silence to be heard in the manor.

Once in the cold air above, the woman walked to the dark corner east. Once there, a figure emerged from the darkness holding a bag and a nimbus 2000. His trademark hair was shoved underneath a expensive looking cloak.

The woman handed the baby over to the man, his shoulders set rigid and his face impassive. He made himself comfortable with the baby before asking, "You're coming right after this, right?". The woman lifted her head and pulled the edges of her mouth into her award winning smile.

"Yes Draco. You will take the lead and I will come after I take care of something", she lied. Draco did not question this, he just kissed his mother goodbye and mounted his broom.

For all the things Draco had called his mother, he had never called her liar. She had always been upfront about all the issues in his life. Draco blinked again at the striking woman before him before whispering, "Be careful"

Without anything else being said, he kicked off. When he could not be seen any longer, Narcissa Malfoy took her last long breath before pointing her own wand at her chest.

"Avada Kedavra", Narcissa Malfoy breathed for the last time.