Breaking The Mould (Lucius Malfoy)

Werewolves

This is same sort of thing Lucius gives Celeste.

Celeste spent the night at the Order. She slept better than ever, maybe the comfort of being with Sirius again. He had fallen asleep next to her, waking just before she did, stroking her face. She was so kind, so noble, so beautiful; he thought. Nothing like her parents. Celeste began to stir and Sirius sat up, stroking her arm. "I trust you slept well"

"I did father". Celeste replied, Sirius smiled, a warmth grew in him when she called him that. In all matters but blood, she was his daughter. "I'm glad".

"I better be getting back"

"Just" Sirius lay a hand on her shoulder, clutching it tight. "Stay here for a moment". Sirius pulled her in for a hug, sucking in her scent. Roses. "I miss you dearly you know that?" He stated.

"I know father. I miss you too" Celeste looked up at him and smiled. "Sometimes I wish I never had to leave"

"Then how would you ever become the great witch you are destined to be. Not even I skipped school" he teased

"You liar!" Celeste laughed, she knew he was troublesome back in his youth.

"Yes, I can safely say you are better behaved than I was". Celeste bit her lip, she didn't know about that. Sneaking around with teachers and her best friends father, even if wits were slightly hindered that night, she could not deny she had thought about it. "Come on, I'll see you off".

***

Celeste arrived just in time for Potions, she did not hang back as she had before, but strode in, sitting quickly next to Harry. "I spoke to Sirius", Harry shot her a glance.

"And?"

"And, he misses you" she smiled, stroking his arm. "And, he said it means something, but like always he doesn't know what. Better get your gear on Potter, we're off to the Department of Ministries soon"

"The Ministry of Magic?"

"No the other one. Of course that one you fool. Sirius said it will be where we can find answers, for you and me both" Celeste lowered into a whisper as Snape strode in. She knew Harry had been having dreams too, not as vibrant, but disturbing dreams nonetheless.

"Turn your pages to 364..." Snape growled, Celeste didn't look up, knowing his eyes were stuck on her.

"But Sir, this isn't what we have been studying recently?" Hermione asked. Celeste frowned, searching for her book but not finding it anywhere. "Stop being an incompetent know it all Miss Granger, and Miss Caddel" Celeste looked up, jumping as he threw a book in her direction. "Please come prepared next time," Snape said, raising an eyebrow suggestively. Celeste grew red. She flicked through the pages to see powdered silver and dittany on the pages, among other ingredients and instructions, but one thing stood out to her. "Sealing a werewolf bite" she whispered to herself.

"Yes Miss Caddel, well spotted" Snape sarcastically rolled his eyes. "Its good to know you can read".

"Sir, but why-"

"A little less talking Miss Caddel and a little more reading" Snape cut her off. Celeste brushed off his harshness, glancing a worried look toward Harry. "Seems a little too convenient don't you think?" Celeste asked

"I'd say-" The pair were interrupted as Snapes hands shoved their heads down to their books, they had not noticed him creep up behind them. They both groaned.

"My dream, the wolf, now this? Someone isn't telling us something". Celeste thought back to the summer, when she saw Snape at a meeting with the Order once.