Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I've been busy? Lol. Just lazy, I have to admit. So, anyhow since the last chapter I have finished typing up this story and am currently re-editing it…and it's taking me forever, and plotting out the sequel…I have also recently added some pictures onto my profile for this fic. I think that's it so just enjoy the chapter.
Chapter Ten
The Past
Looking down at the baby boy in my arms I begun to cry; so much had happened and I hated every single bit of it. Life as I had known it had become harder than anything I had ever feared but then I believe you should hear my story. Maybe then you can have your opinion on it.
I sat with Mr. Malfoy as I always do when he asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I am much younger than him and yet, as I have said before, I love him. His feelings are not at all known to me. I mean, how can they? He barely ever expresses himself. He's a cold man sometimes and I hardly ever know what he is thinking.
I told him of course that I wanted nothing less than to just be perfectly happy. Maybe marry if the right man came along. He said that he wanted to show me something. I went along with him and then he handed me the wand.
It was beautiful with carvings around it that impressed me, so. The wood was shinny and just the feeling I got from holding it. It made me feel powerful. Much more than I had ever felt before and isn't that saying quite a bit?
You must understand the history of us. The history of why we are even together.
Being the only daughter and an orphan of one of the most respected men in the wizarding world will do something to you. You become somewhat spoilt and yet you feel the power of being greater than anyone else.
When the Malfoys moved to England it was rather interesting to acknowledge that their name meant specifically in French: Bad Faith. They came from France. When I met the younger Malfoy I liked him instantly and I knew he was different. It has been years since then. He is about ten years older than me now and not at a married man.
I have always found that I would follow in my father's footsteps and I was right when I became highly involved with the ministry. All of the head of department knew me already, and most of them loved me as a daughter or maybe a friend. They valued me and most of the people loved me as well. My surname, you ask, is and will remain for only a few more months as Denerty.
"Miss Denerty" they would all say and ask me questions or tell me to do something if not for them but for the good of others. No one knew that I had a great friend in Mr. Malfoy.
No one would approve and yet I found myself very close to him and loving him.
The plan was ready after a fortnight. I would help him do what he wanted to do. From when I met him I knew-as well as from some of the more colourful people in my acquaintance-that he was into the dark arts. Dark spells and such. He loved using it in many ways and forms. I also knew that he had a certain wish and want to take over the world.
I wanted nothing more than to be his wife but what was there for me than to be just as dark as he. To play with his rules for he was a very controlling man, after all.
Feeling the powerful wood in my hand, I smile, but then what else could I do but that. The power that came with it; no, the power that I was allowed to use, for it was my own power; it was a wonderful feeling.
I can say that I used this power for good but being with Mr. Malfoy and knowing what he wanted it made my decision for me. I loved him, as I have stated before. And maybe I chose wrong and I was completely and utterly blinded by love and I shall blame it on that.
Over the next few years our power grew and we spent a lot of time together. The plan he had made earlier was discarded. We no longer needed it. Everyone knew how powerful I was and many people seemed to think it was a great thing. This is how I became the first woman minister of magic.
I can safely remember the two years I was in office. I changed everything. The wizegamot was now made up of people whom I and Mr. Malfoy trusted. People that seemed perfect for the part; they would decide on the laws I wanted to pass and they would pass everything I wanted. So when I changed the entire governmental structure no one thought to have the opinion of stopping me. I was the queen shortly for an hour before I gave a speech talking about how the most powerful family in the wizarding world should have the throne.
"This is why Mr. Malfoy will take over"
No one ever saw me again. They thought I had died…that my beloved had killed me; ordered me to give him the throne. They did not know that short after I married him. No one ever questioned me as his wife. No one ever figured out that I was the young woman who had changed the wizarding world.
Many people will agree that not everyone is happy with change. There was one wizard who took it upon himself to stop the monarchy from going farther than it had. He knew all of our plans. He was a great friend to us.
Mr. Weasley came from one of the more powerful families furthermore he was very close to us. I never knew that he was planning on coming into our house one night and murdering the entire family. My family…the Malfoys; he came with friends.
Many have read this in history. Many have looked upon it and admired the great hero. But they never thought that he had killed. They saw him as wonderful and fully on the light but it is the one that wins that has the way with the history books so they aren't to be believed. He brought himself out to be good and on the side of the light but he wasn't. Not entirely.
Mr. Weasley was from the wizegamot. He was a funny man with a great personality but he like Mr. Malfoy was dark. He was one of those rich aristocrats that practiced dark magic, like so many others.
He changed his views after he discovered that he would never gain much power. He then came with some of his friends to our home; Malfoy Manor.
Slytherin Manor as it was still being called was mine. My mother's family had left it to me. I was the last living descendant of Slytherin. That isn't counting the Gaunts. But they weren't at all my relations.
I heard them and sat up in my bed. I reached for my husband's shoulder and shook him awake "we have intruders" I said softly.
The two of us lived alone his parents having died long ago. We had no family except for a cousin twice removed on my side and on his side a brother married and a father to a five year old girl.
"Sweetheart, go to Slytherin Manor just in case. You cannot put the welfare of our child if there were something to happen." I could not leave him so I stayed.
I hid under an invisibility cloak and walked alongside him. I watched as he was killed and having seen the way he looked at me I left. I ran out of the house and I never went back. I never would.
Slytherin Manor welcomed me. I mourned for months and I nearly lost the last piece I had of my love. I nearly lost my child during those months.
When he was born I named him after his father, I at least could give him that honor.
This is where you found me. Crying over the fact that my husband is long dead and that I am a woman; a self sufficient woman but nevertheless one that would need more than just staying in a large house with only a house elf.
The name Malfoy became a disgrace but my son would hold the name. As for me; I couldn't. Not anymore. No one needed to know who I was and I already had a great option. I would need to marry again. A muggle would do. It wouldn't taint my family. I needed another heir.
The Malfoy fortune would be gone. The Weasley would take it for themselves; I would take it back. It was mine now and they had no right, at all.
A plan was already set for life to begin once more to its normality. Or at least as close to normal as my life would have to be.
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I remember how wonderful mother was. She told me a lot about my real father. Not the man I learnt to love as a father. The man that I loved as a father is still here just the same. He is still getting used to magic. It's somewhat amusing when you think about it.
Things have never been anymore interesting than now, of course mother told me many things before she died. She said a lot about how it would happen again. How the monarchy would be back eventually. She said I was a king and one day if not me my children and if not them their children or their children's children but it would be in the family.
We have gotten the Malfoy Manor back now and everything is in general shape, our money is back. Not that we didn't have money before. But my mother wanted her revenge and with the help of some well placed acquaintances the Weasley family was cursed to never have money ever again.
My mother was a powerful witch and while she did pass her power on to me my half-blood sister is much stronger. She will be married to a man with the name of Sombroy in a few months. I have yet to meet him but then I have my own worries. I am getting Malfoy Manor fixed up. It has been left for so long. I shall begin living there with my wife soon enough.
My sister will get Slytherin Manor. Her father will live with her. I have much more to worry over.
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Harry Potter gasped as he lifted his head from the desk he had fallen asleep on while writing a letter. He rubbed his eyes and looked around his room. It had been a vivid dream and one he hardly understood but one thing was certain the name Sombroy had been involved with his dream and he had a very high suspicion that the family had stayed alive and that the new death eater he had heard of from Tonks was from this family.
What Harry did not understand was how the Weasleys could have been at all dark. He couldn't understand why they had been and the question still lingered on the fact that he didn't know why they had even changed sides.
"Harry" he looked towards the door and smiled at Mrs. Weasley. "Are you alright?"
"Yes" Harry said "I'm good" he gave another smile "just thinking"
She nodded "I was wondering, if you could be a dear and talk to Ginny. She has been meaning to tell you something but she lacks the courage."
Harry didn't know if he should talk to her. He didn't feel like he wanted to. Ginny and he while sometimes they got along perfectly well other times things changed completely. "I don't know." He said "I…if she wants to talk to me I'll listen but I don't know" he ran a hand through his hair.
Mrs. Weasley nodded and left.
Harry looked down at the letter he had been writing. After some re-reading he tore it up. It was not good. He had been trying to write this letter for a while now and every single time it came out not at all like he wanted it to come out. This bothered him a lot.
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"Here it is" Hermione said "Magic" she looked at Lucius in an excited way.
Lucius nodded, "continue" he said. He needed there to be an answer to what had happened to him.
"It says that sometimes magic is affected by a different kind of magic, that it can be affected by potions often and that sometimes it has nothing to do with a potion but maybe just a prophecy, fate. It also speaks about how the wand may have become unable to focus your magic so as to give you a spell. I don't know what could have happened but these are all possible"
Lucius nodded in agreement with a grin, "Alright, so a potion couldn't have affected me because I haven't had a potion. Prophecy and fate" he frowned "I don't know. I don't think so. The wand thing might just be true. I was thinking because I haven't tried using another wand if maybe it was the wand and so I wanted to try and see if I could do magic with your wand"
Hermione nodded, "yes of course" she gave him her wand.
Lucius waved the wand not expecting anything but even though the strain to use the spell was harder than usual he managed. He looked to Hermione. "It's the wand" he said pointing out the obvious.
Hermione laughed as he handed her, her wand. "Alright, so the problem is your wand. You just need a new one. Have you tried that?"
Lucius shook his head, "I didn't want to bother Mr. Ollivander" he said "but now I guess I'll have to. I hate going over there" he sighed. "Maybe I could get him to come here"
Hermione nodded, "Yes, try that. I'll go see what the rest of them are up to" she moved towards the door but Lucius grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Hermione looked up at him as if to ask, 'what?' when he lowered his head and his lips met hers.
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Mie lay on the couch still unconscious. Aly had been somewhat worried over the girl that she hadn't ever met. After all it had appeared to her as if her appearance had made Mie faint. "She'll be fine" Draco said "The house elf said so himself"
"Yeah, alright" Aly nodded. But she was still somewhat wary about it. She and Dawn had become instant friends. She liked the younger girl and thought that Draco and she made a perfect couple though she did remember that Draco had recently gotten a fiancé. From just looking at Dawn's left hand Aly had been able to understand that it was not Dawn but someone else.
When Dawn left the room to the bathroom Aly looked at Draco and in a whisper as to not be heard by Dawn who could have easily been within hearing range she said, "who is this girl I heard was marrying you?"
Draco looked at Aly with a grin and opened his mouth to answer. "I am" came from the doorway. Hermione smiled and then looked at Mie, "what happened to her?"
"She fainted the moment she saw me" Aly said. "I do not know why"
Hermione looked at her friend and then shrugged "I'll get a potion later. Hopefully she'll be able to explain all of this. Hi, Aly. It's nice to see you again"
Aly nodded still wondering about how the engagement was working. She didn't dare to ask but Hermione seemed to know what she was thinking. "I'm going to be staying the night, so is Mie. Seeing as I do not want to stay in do you want to go for a walk"
"Yeah, that would be perfect" Aly having been bored earlier with watching Draco and Dawn give each other loving looks was perfectly happy with leaving the room.
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"I shall come to your house tomorrow, then, Mr. Malfoy. I can find the wand for you then" Mr. Ollivander said to the head of Lucius Malfoy in his fire.
"Thank you" Lucius said and then he was gone.
Mr. Ollivander grinned to himself. Things were finally getting somewhere and yet he had not expected Lucius Malfoy to be the one destined to be the one that got the wand.
"Then again" Mr. Ollivander muttered, "in his veins runs the blood of the last two chosen. I wonder whom his lady will be" and then Mr. Ollivander began to laugh in a crazed manner. He had waited for someone to come to him about a wand and now he had his wish"
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Katariina grinned at Severus, "you have whipped cream on your nose" she said reaching over to wipe it off. They were drinking hot chocolate with whipped cream in Katariina's kitchen.
"I love this stuff" he said "not that it ever stays off my nose"
Katariina laughed. She stopped when she heard the knock on the door. As she got up to get it though Severus shook his head, "wait a minute. I'm going to hide"
She nodded and watched him go to her room. He was still a wanted man and while he was out there and he did see people Severus still had to hide away.
When Katariina opened the door she was surprised to see who stood there. She had never met him but she had heard a lot about him and seeing him there in front of her. It was unnerving.
"Can I come in" he asked then.
Katariina nodded not trusting her voice.
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Severus in Katariina's bed stiffened when he heard the voice. She was allowing him inside. If he knew that he was there he was a dead man. He couldn't apparate without alerting them neither could he floo. The fire was in the kitchen and living room. Not her bedroom.
A portkey was out of the question. He was stuck.
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Hermione nodded at Aly, "that's right" she said "I will allow them to be together"
Aly looked at Hermione in a whole new light "I liked you when I first saw you and I figured you were quite descent. Better than all of these death eater types. I don't like them much. Murdering people because they are thought to be less" she shook her head "I don't go for that much, I don't disagree with Voldemort wanting to take over for the ministry though.
"But that isn't what I was going to say. How can you condone it when you will be the one that will get hurt in the end. What is to say that you won't start to care about him? I like Dawn. I won't lie and I can see that there is love between them but you are his fiancé. You are the one that matters here.
"Do you really think that you can be his wife, that you can marry him and know that it isn't you whom he cares about"
Hermione nodded, "I can tell you that I will be able to because my heart may just lie somewhere else"
Aly was now very interested in this rather gruesome affair. Hermione thought, would tell her nothing.
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Mie woke up while Hermione and Aly had left. "Are you alright?" Dawn asked.
"Yes" she said "I though I saw someone whom I have believed to be dead"
Dawn and Draco shared a look. "You did see someone and then you fainted" Draco said simply "I don't know why you fainted but you saw my cousin"
Mie did not speak again. She didn't know what she could say and she needed to think. It could have possibly been whom she thought she saw, could it?