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CHAPTER SEVEN
RIDDLE AND MALFOY

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Wiltshire England, Malfoy Manor's Garden

"Narcissa, are they up yet?"

Narcissa looked over her shoulder as her husband approached. She was looking out of the large living room window where a beautiful and large garden lay.

It was secluded with trees and shrubs, and a great old lovely rosebush that offered sanctuary away from prying muggle eyes. The grass was luscious and green, the small pond off to the side shallow and clear blue, and the stables they upkept was at the far back and had a charming sign slightly hung over the barn doors.

"It's Saturday morning, Lucius," Narcissa reminded her husband. "Of course, they're up. And where else would they be but there."

Lucius placed an arm around his wife's waist as he looked out the window and into the garden where his son and niece were playing an intense game of two-person quidditch.

"Of course," he said repeating Narcissa's previous words. He let go of her and started his walk towards the door, "Just out of curiosity," he asked looking back at his wife. "Who's been winning?"

"Our son stands no match against such a fierce girl," was all Narcissa answered making a genuinely amused smile appear on Lucius' face as he opened the door and walked his way across the lawn and into the garden.

"Children!" he called.

Draco swooped over his head making Lucius duck before quickly sweeping to the side when Lea chased the quaffle that just flew past his nose.

Boy, were the children ever more dangerous than during their quidditch matches.

"Children!" Lucius tried again, still nothing. He sighed at being ignored or more like forgotten, he took his wand out and placed the tip against his vocal cords. "CHILDREN!" the bellowed call had the two halting where they flew.

"Everything alright, father?" Draco called down.

"Uncle Lucius," Lea whined. "I was about to win."

"You most certainly were not," Draco protested.

"Was too," Lea argued back.

"Were not!"

"Was too!"

"Were not!"

"Was too!"

Lucius sighed once again. "Children, argue about this later, will you? We have school supplies to shop for today."

The two stopped glaring and instead started grinning. Lea was the first to touch back down, Draco right behind her.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Lea asked gripping her broom with one hand and rushing past her uncle.

"Come on, father," Draco urged happily running after his cousin.

Narcissa continued to watch from the window as Lucius bowed his head in exasperation and a minute later the children were running back into the house, smiles and laughs filling the Malfoy manor.

"Mother, are you coming with us?" Draco asked.

"Please, Aunt Cissy," Lea begged.

Narcissa smiled at them. "Why of course I'm coming with my darlings where else am I supposed to be?"

She walked up to the two, quickly running a soft hand through Draco's wind brushed hair while using her other to fix Lea's standing up brown strands.

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