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"Mother?" Came Emily's voice from the door. "I looked up from the Daily Prophet to her. "Yes?" I asked. "Those movies looked really realistic. Are you sure it was fake?" She asked. "Positive. I wouldn't lie to you would I?" I smiled. "Your right, you always tell the truth!" She laughed. "Mother? Can we go to the rose garden with the blue roses?" She asked. "You remember?" I asked. She nodded. "Of course! In fact? Can we spend the night in the garden! See who can last longer? Like a tournament," she asked. I smiled and nodded. "Good cause me and my dragon have already made a bet!" She said. "Oh really? What was that bet?" I asked. "I don't think your going to last ten minutes in this tournament, he disagrees. He thinks you won't last five," she joked. I paused. Draco and Lucius made that bet on Harry. I remember it was Draco's fourth year. The year of the triwizard tournament. But things took a turn for the worst after the Diggory boy died. Lucius and I tortured the muggles at the Quidditch World Cup. It wasn't right but Merlin it was fun. I don't know why it brought me fun. It just did. When Draco was cheering and smiling. Before the war that is of course. After we got home. After the poison... after Bella betrayed us. Even though she was dead. She still poisoned Draco. "Is everything alright mummy?" Emily asked. "Yes of course!" I realized I had been lost in thought for about 10 minutes. "Let's just.... Do the challenge tomorrow alright darling?" I smiled. She nodded and headed to her room. It was quiet at night without Draco and Lucius. But nothing could bring him back, and I didn't want Lucius back. After Draco's death he changed for the worse..... like.... The very worse....

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