Boy - (A 'Blaire Zabini' sequel) || Draco Malfoy

48 - Dear Blaire

Dear Blaire,

First and foremost, I wish to express just how much I have considered you a daughter of mine. When I thought you had died, a part me had died too. I have loved you with as much force as I have felt for my own son. And for that, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I shall not ask you to make him happy or require that you look after him, because I already know that you will. I leave this world with contentment knowing that he has you, and you have him.

And those beautiful, darling boys.

Show Jack the world, let him experience life that has been so small and sheltered to him up until now. Take him travelling, take him to see the glorious sights and extraordinary beauty that this wonderful world has to offer.

And Scorpius, dear sweet Scorpius - you are the mother he needs, Blaire. I can already see that you understand that being a parent is not about blood, but about simply loving and caring for a being more than yourself.

But as long as I'm around, you will not be able to give them the life that they deserve. I can already see that Draco will put everything on hold for me. I can't have it, Blaire. I can't be the reason that you and the boys are not living your fullest life.

But I cannot lie, my motives aren't all noble.

Lucius was my very reason for waking up in the morning, my very reason for breathing. I cannot live in a world without him. I know he made bad choices in life, but I forgive him for it, I forgive him for everything because I love him without condition.

And in time, I know that Draco will understand why I did what I did.

You are free, and so am I.

I'm sorry, so sorry.

Mother

*****

Six months later

"I think Daddy is going to be sick."

I glanced up to see that Draco's face had indeed gone green.

"Hey," I whispered, cradling my hand over his cold, clammy one. "Chill."

Draco turned to me, his eyes wide with fear. "This just isn't right, Blaire!" He hissed, fear making his voice quiver. "How can this thing fly without magic?!"

I rolled my eyes, my tongue clicking against the roof of my mouth in amusement. "Muggles have been flying in aeroplanes for years. Have a little faith, Drac."

He closed his eyes, pressing his head back against the seat. I glanced down at Jack who had turned back to looking excitedly out of the little window.

"Jak, Jak!" Scorpius gurgled on my lap, reaching out for his big brother. He managed to grab a handful of Jack's thick dark hair and began tugging.

"Ow, Scorpy!" Jack whined, whipping his head round, scowling. "Get your own hair!"

"He has," I smiled, brushing my fingers fondly through Scorpius's wispy white-blond hair. "He has Daddy's hair, and you, Jack, have Mummy's hair."

"Mummy's beautiful hair," Draco said, suddenly coming alive to turn and kiss the top of my head.

"How are you holding up?" I whispered, tilting my face up to look at him. I knew this trip wasn't easy for him, that the idea of leaving the Manor behind made him nervous.

"As long as I'm with you and the boys, I'm good," he murmured softly, lifting a hand to stroke my cheek. "And I'll feel much better when we get to Vegas."