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Adult ++
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Chapter 3: Confrontation
For disclaimer see chapter one.
“speech”
‘thoughts’
Ch. 3 Confrontation
February 14, 2001, Draco’s 21st Birthday, Malfoy Manor
The parlor was a decadent experience; it was decorated in rich greens and creams, lush fabrics, plush pillows on equally plush sofa, lounge chairs and arm chairs. Anyone observing the scene though could see that the occupants were anything but relaxed, in fact there was a distinct thick fog of tension permeating through the room, covering the three occupants. A blonde older elegant lady, a greasy-dark-haired older gentleman with piercing black eyes, and a younger man with white-blonde hair, who, it appeared, was the older woman’s adult son. The two older adults were looking at the young man with shock, something neither usually allowed to show. The younger blonde man was looking at the floor with his head bowed down. If the young man had been standing, his height would have been visible, he was 5 foot 10 inches tall only a couple of inches taller than his mother. He had a pointed chin, gray-blue eyes that had flecks of silver in them, his skin was very pale, all in all a very attractive face. The silence of the room was oppressive.
Suddenly the silence was broken, by none other than the dread of many a Hogwarts students, past and present, Severus Snape, “What do you mean you won’t be taking the Potion any more? You need it. Be serious, Draco.”
“No, I don’t,” Draco growled back. “And I know why you keep insisting I take even though my father is dead and no longer has a say in this. Its because you’re worried about what will happen to me without it. I know what happened when I was born. My Father decided to steal my identity and you both helped him to do it.” Draco was visibly upset now, but not as much as Narcissa and Severus were.
“But, I understand the reasons why you did it. He desperately wanted an heir to inherit all this,” he waved his hand around intimating their surroundings,” and pass on the Malfoy name. He also wanted to impress his Master, who wanted all of his death eaters to have lots of sons for his Death Eaters. You even obliviated the doctor that delivered me once he changed the birth certificate. Mother, I know you were told that because of all your previous miscarriages and the difficult time you had giving birth to me, you wouldn’t be able to have more children. You two are probably wondering how I know all of this. I’ve known about my Secret since first year, when I overheard, you dear godfather speaking with my father about your worries about the effects the potion was having on me and then you debated how long I would need to take the Potion, till I reached adulthood, had gone through puberty, or for the rest of my life." Nacissa had burst into tears and was sobbing into her handkerchief.
“I’ve researched this very thoroughly over the past few years. I knew you were a brilliant Potions Master, but you were able in a short period of time to come up with a potion that changed my body, and then another one to keep it changed. That’s what made me interested in potions. They fascinated me, because wasn’t one potion what had caused me to live my life completely different than nature had intended. But enough of this, I want you two to know that I don’t blame you for it, but I need to find out for myself what life would be like without the Potion. By the way, did you know that the Potion ties up my powers?”
He paused, “Its funny really, my Father was so desperate for me to carry on the Malfoy name that he didn’t realize that even if I were to get a girl pregnant, all my children would be female. Now I’ll be leaving soon, so you can go ahead and cancel my birthday celebration, or just have it as a get together for your friends, but I won’t be here for it. And don’t try and find me, I want to do this alone.” He pulled his mother up, “ Don’t worry so, Mother, I love you. Bye.” With this he apparated away.
Narcissa collapsed to the ground sobbing, “My baby, oh what have I done to you?”
Severus went to her and picked her up. “Don’t worry, ’Cissa, we’ll find him.”
TBC
“speech”
‘thoughts’
Ch. 3 Confrontation
February 14, 2001, Draco’s 21st Birthday, Malfoy Manor
The parlor was a decadent experience; it was decorated in rich greens and creams, lush fabrics, plush pillows on equally plush sofa, lounge chairs and arm chairs. Anyone observing the scene though could see that the occupants were anything but relaxed, in fact there was a distinct thick fog of tension permeating through the room, covering the three occupants. A blonde older elegant lady, a greasy-dark-haired older gentleman with piercing black eyes, and a younger man with white-blonde hair, who, it appeared, was the older woman’s adult son. The two older adults were looking at the young man with shock, something neither usually allowed to show. The younger blonde man was looking at the floor with his head bowed down. If the young man had been standing, his height would have been visible, he was 5 foot 10 inches tall only a couple of inches taller than his mother. He had a pointed chin, gray-blue eyes that had flecks of silver in them, his skin was very pale, all in all a very attractive face. The silence of the room was oppressive.
Suddenly the silence was broken, by none other than the dread of many a Hogwarts students, past and present, Severus Snape, “What do you mean you won’t be taking the Potion any more? You need it. Be serious, Draco.”
“No, I don’t,” Draco growled back. “And I know why you keep insisting I take even though my father is dead and no longer has a say in this. Its because you’re worried about what will happen to me without it. I know what happened when I was born. My Father decided to steal my identity and you both helped him to do it.” Draco was visibly upset now, but not as much as Narcissa and Severus were.
“But, I understand the reasons why you did it. He desperately wanted an heir to inherit all this,” he waved his hand around intimating their surroundings,” and pass on the Malfoy name. He also wanted to impress his Master, who wanted all of his death eaters to have lots of sons for his Death Eaters. You even obliviated the doctor that delivered me once he changed the birth certificate. Mother, I know you were told that because of all your previous miscarriages and the difficult time you had giving birth to me, you wouldn’t be able to have more children. You two are probably wondering how I know all of this. I’ve known about my Secret since first year, when I overheard, you dear godfather speaking with my father about your worries about the effects the potion was having on me and then you debated how long I would need to take the Potion, till I reached adulthood, had gone through puberty, or for the rest of my life." Nacissa had burst into tears and was sobbing into her handkerchief.
“I’ve researched this very thoroughly over the past few years. I knew you were a brilliant Potions Master, but you were able in a short period of time to come up with a potion that changed my body, and then another one to keep it changed. That’s what made me interested in potions. They fascinated me, because wasn’t one potion what had caused me to live my life completely different than nature had intended. But enough of this, I want you two to know that I don’t blame you for it, but I need to find out for myself what life would be like without the Potion. By the way, did you know that the Potion ties up my powers?”
He paused, “Its funny really, my Father was so desperate for me to carry on the Malfoy name that he didn’t realize that even if I were to get a girl pregnant, all my children would be female. Now I’ll be leaving soon, so you can go ahead and cancel my birthday celebration, or just have it as a get together for your friends, but I won’t be here for it. And don’t try and find me, I want to do this alone.” He pulled his mother up, “ Don’t worry so, Mother, I love you. Bye.” With this he apparated away.
Narcissa collapsed to the ground sobbing, “My baby, oh what have I done to you?”
Severus went to her and picked her up. “Don’t worry, ’Cissa, we’ll find him.”
TBC