Web of Lies (A Fred Weasley Fan-fiction)

Chapter fifteen

The night that Lucianna and Fred stayed in the Astronomy Tower, was the best memory the two shared. They stayed awake the entire time talking, laughing and shoving entire boxes of sweets in their mouths.

When the sun started to rise over the horizon, the two decided it was best to shove the cushions and fairy lights into an empty box and covered themselves in the invisibility cloak. Wandering back to the common room hands intertwined.

Once back and safe in the Gryffindor Tower the two departed back to their own beds. Not before kissing one another and professing their love one last time.

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The next morning the two were inseparable. The secrets that Fred had learnt brought their bond closer. If Fred had been allowed he would of spent the day with just Lucianna sitting around; yet that was not to be the case. Lucianna had double potions and Fred had a study period and Muggle history.

Lucianna had told Fred to go his study period instead of walking her to lesson but he had refused. George decided to join them, it meant the twins would be late but they didn't really care. After all they had no real academic ambitions, "so what are you guys going to do after you've graduated?" Lucianna asked. The twins shared a thoughtful look, "well, we've always dreamed of opening our own joke shop." Fred mused, "yeah, not gonna happen though. Not exactly got any money." George finished. Lucianna paused. "Listen, when you guys graduate I'll invest, I've got some money in a trust. I'm sure my dads would anyway, plus you're forgetting my dad loves your pranks, he wouldn't even hesitate to invest." She laughed, the boys stared at Lucianna then engulfed her in a hug, "you mean that!" They shouted in unison, Lucianna nodded. As they pulled away the twins saw McGonagall wandering quickly down the hall, "shit Fred! We need to run, she's supervising our study period!" George said to his brother, Fred nodded and quickly kissed Lucianna while running with his brother so as not to be caught by McGonagall.

Lucianna laughed. But before she could enter the classroom, she was grabbed her Malfoy. He didn't say a word. He stared at her, his graze hard. All he did was slip her a note and walked in front of her.

Lucianna quickly unraveled the note; it read:

Meet me tonight. In the courtyard. We need to talk.

Lucianna was stunned. What did he want? Was it about Theodore?

"Miss Lupin-Black if you continue to daydream I will deduct 30 points." Snape hissed. Lucianna just stared him. "Sorry Professor," she mumbled while walking into the classroom.

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It was late and Lucianna knew she shouldn't be here. She didn't tell anyone, she knew she should of but she also knew if she had told Fred or George they would of tried to talk her out of it. But, her curiosity was too strong. What did Draco want?

As she entered the courtyard the glow of the moon shone down, Lucianna didn't risk casting the Lumos spell incase a professor saw. "Lucianna." It was Malfoy's voice; it was low and calm, as he stood behind the oak tree. Lucianna wandered over.

Draco was sitting down in unusually informal clothes. "What do you want to talk to me about?" Lucianna asked, her voice was unsure and low as to avoid drawing attention.

"You." Was all he answered. He didn't bother to meet her eyes instead he looked out plainly. "I don't- I don't know why I'm bothered if you care. But somehow I do. But I think you should know why I know you're a Rosier." Lucianna's breath was shallow and hard, she sat down next to Malfoy. "Go on." She hissed.

"My father is why I know. You know that the Malfoys, Blacks and Rosiers were close. After all, my grandmother, my mother's mother, was a Rosier. When your mother left the families did their best to conceal it. Sirius Black had left a few years prior as did my Aunt Andromeda. The three families refused to ever discuss it." Lucianna stared at Malfoy, silently pleading he would get to the point of his story "in first year, I wrote to my father about the sorting ceremony, I obviously mentioned Potter but I also mentioned you. In the summer after first year my father asked me so much about you. What did you look like, when was your birthday and most importantly if you went by any other name. I didn't understand it then but then... this summer just gone he told me about Felina Rosier and I realised that she must of been your birth mother. I don't think he meant to tell me or give me the impression that she was your mother. He was drunk, not in his right mind." Malfoy took a breathe, it seemed that this was not a rare occurrence for his father to be drunk. "He said how Felina was always thought to marry a Lestrange or even a black. I got the impression that at a time it was even discussed that my father might be in line to be her suitor. Anyway, it seems that she got pregnant, and that she was engaged to marry the father. When I asked he wouldn't say. All he said was that it was a member of the sacred 28. When she left, the family was in turmoil, their son Evan was unmarried and he had no interest in marriage. Too consumed with the dark lord's ideology. They made a plan. That once the child was 17 they would come for them. They would take them away and bring them back to the Rosier home. Yet, with their death the plan was no more. But..." Malfoy seemed scared, his brow was still and his eyes seemed to gloss over. He took a deep breath, in attempt to relax himself.