The Malfoy Affair (A Draco Malfoy x OC Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Deathly Hallows

Previously......

Then Xenophilius Lovegood came back into the room with a rattle tray of tea.

"May I offer you all an infusion of Gurdyroots? We make it ourselves." Xenophilius offered.

"May I ask, where is Luna?" I wondered.

"Luna? Oh, um, she'll be along. Now how can I help you, Mr. Potter?" He told us.

"Well, sir, it's about something you were wearing around your neck at the wedding. A symbol..." Harry asked.

"You mean this?" The man said, then pulling the pendant from his nightshirt.

"Yes! Exactly. What we wondered, sir, is, well, what is it?" Harry questioned him.

"What is it? Well, it's the sign of the Deathly Hallows, of course." He informed us.

Now..............

"The what?" The golden trio questioned.

"Of course." I said with realization. The three looked at me.

"The Deathly Hallows. I assume you're all familiar with 'The Tale of the Three Brothers?'" Mr. Lovegood asked. Harry was the only who didn't know what it was. Which led Hermione to pull out her copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard.

"It's in here" Hermione said.

"Well, there's no real reason to go on unless one is familiar with the tale. Why don't you read it aloud, Miss...?" The middle aged man said.

"Granger. Well... all right." She said then opening the book, "There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight-" Ron cut her off.

"Midnight. Mum always said midnight." Ron said, earning a look from Hermione. "But twilight's fine. Better actually."

"In time, the brothers reached a river too treacherous to pass but being learned in the magical arts, the three brothers simply waved their wands and made a bridge. They were halfway across it when they found their path blocked by a hooded figure. It was Death and he felt cheated, for travelers usually drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. He granted each brother a wish for their cleverness. The oldest, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence. So Death fashioned one from an elder tree on the banks of the river. The second brother, who was an arrogant man, asked for the power to recall others from Death. So Death plucked a stone from the river. Finally Death turned to the third brother. A humble man, he asked for something that would make him disappear. And so it was that Death handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility. Death then stepped aside and the brothers went their separate ways. The first brother traveled to a distant village where, with Elder Wand in hand, he killed a wizard with whom he had once quarreled. Proceeding to an Inn, he bragged of his invincibility. But that very night another wizard crept upon him as he lay sleeping. He took the Elder Wand... and slit the brother's throat for good measure. And so Death took the first brother for his own." Hermione began reading, "Meanwhile, the second brother journeyed to his home, where he took out the stone and turned it thrice in hand. To his delight, the girl he had once hoped to marry before her untimely death appeared before him. Yet soon she turned sad and cold, for she did not belong in the mortal world. Driven mad with hopeless longing, the second brother killed himself so as to join her. And so Death took the second brother. As for the third brother, Death searched for many years but was never able to find him. Only when he had attained a great age did the youngest brother shed the Cloak of Invisibility and give it to his son. He then greeted Death as an old friend and went with him gladly, departing this life as equals."