The Contract

Chapter 143

Harry wasn't quite as excited to see the Hogwarts express this year. Perhaps because of his indecision, or because secretly he didn't wish to attend this year. "I do find it rather senseless having to take the train, it would take only a Floo call to Hogsmeade and a fifteen-minute trip you'd be at school." He idly commented. It was most assuredly taking a long road for the shortcut. The first few always flew in, but then time seemed to almost slow to a stop so it seemed to take forever.

Corvus chortled, "Has Draco said anything to that affect?" blatantly ignoring all the stares they were getting, and the pictures being taken. He didn't worry too much; the newspapers and magazines wouldn't dare to publish anything negative.

"No, not that I recall, why?" Harry asked in curiosity.

"My good friend Abraxas, Draco's grandfather, actually said something very similar before our sixth year at Hogwarts. He was seventeen, and could have just Apparated to the school. I believe he would have done if he hadn't been cautioned that the school wards would remain closed until later evening time by his father. Which would have meant he would be stuck waiting all day before he could even venture inside." a bittersweet smile on his face, Abraxas had gone too soon in his opinion. Unfortunately, an outbreak had taken quite a few people that he had left that the war had not.

"So did Lucius," Rodolphus said wryly, the Malfoy's were so impatient, and frankly? That impatience had gotten worse down the generations. Draco was quite frankly one of the most impatient wizards he'd ever met. Harry had informed him that he used to be worse, the Black blood was strong in that boy. He'd need close watching; he wouldn't have Harry hurt if Draco turned.

It was a legitimate concern as far as Rodolphus believed, he'd married Bellatrix, he knew how quickly they could turn. Although, Bellatrix had already turned when they married, the family and she were just better at hiding it. There was only one generation between Bellatrix and Draco. He liked Narcissa so he hoped for their sake that he didn't succumb to the Black madness. Shaking off his thoughts, Rodolphus looked around the train station, Sirius was getting to him with his talk of Black madness.

Whispers started up when Cepheus' hair went bright yellow in Rodolphus' arms, a lot of it drowned out by the billowing of the Hogwarts express.

"Speaking of the Malfoy's, there they are," Corvus commented once the hubbub had died down somewhat. "Narcissa is positively glowing." Highly unusual, he hadn't seen her this way...oh, in around fifteen years.

"Come on Draco, we must hurry!" Harry called out to the boy, waving at him to come as quickly as possible. Thank Merlin they didn't have trucks trailing behind them, and Draco's owl was likely already on its way to Hogwarts.

"I'll write to you all," Harry said, giving Rabastan a hug, before Draco caught up and they both quickly made their way into the train. Once they were comfortably situated on the train, they begun to wave outside the window.

"Wow, they really do have the ability," Draco said in awe, envy stirring within him, what he would have done with those abilities he thought. "Highly irregular given they aren't identical twins, it's a new one you know, for the record."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, continuing his waving, until his arm begun to ache.

"They're the first twins in the Black family with the Metamorphmagus ability," Draco explained, "Do you know if they're being blood adopted into the Lestrange family?"

"You mean they're going to be put into history books?" Harry said impressed, although, fame wasn't all that, he knew and wouldn't wish it on anyone. Fortunately, he doubted their 'fame' would be anything like his, just a notation in history as the first twin Metamorphmagus'. Noticing Millicent getting on the train two doors down by the look of it.