Early Summer. Malfoy Manor, London, 1998.
The beautiful London was embraced by a magnificent summer sunset. It was as red as blood. Hermione was feeling the sunset was saying about the blood war had to begin between them and their families. Draco and her were on their way to Malfoy Manor. They decided to go and face their enemy, in order to avoid a knife in their back. When they arrived Draco entered first and left Hermione outside. "I'll call you at the right moment!", he said and kissed her on the forehead.
"Draco, finally! We have to present you someone!", said Narcissa as she saw Draco.
He and his mother entered the guest room where Lucius and Bellatrix were sitting on the sofa and discussing.
"Draco, she is Bellatrix, your aunt and my sister! It's a long story! Bella had to hide herself many years and we couldn't tell you about her, but she loves you very much! She was the first person who held you in her arms just after your birth, she sent you a lot of gifts like the Nimbus 2000 you received on Christmas years ago!", Narcissa was telling him with enthusiasm.
"Draco! I have you finally in front of me, my dear, my beloved nephew!", said Bellatrix getting closer to Draco with her arms wide open ready to hug him. When she was almost touching him, Draco took a step back.
"Draco, I know it's hard for you to accept me as you see me for the first time in your life, but believe me I was thinking about you every second of my life, I couldn't get you out of my mind, because I love you so much! I was punished by the Providence and I don't have children, but I was always pleased having you!", said Bellatrix desperately.
"You don't have children...what about Hermione?!", said Draco seriously.
Lucius, Narcissa and Bellatrix were looking at him with fear and surprise.
"Who told you about this?!", asked Bellatrix.
"It doesn't matter! What really matters is that me and Hermione know that we are cousins, but we won't give up on our love!", said Draco and called Hermione to enter.
The young witch entered and Draco took her hand into his.
"Isn't she your daughter – Hermione Lestrange?! Why are you saying you don't have children?!", asked Draco.
"What is she doing here?!", asked Bellatrix with anger.
"She goes everywhere I go! But you didn't answer to my question!", said Draco firmly.
"She can't be my daughter as she hates me so much! I was always trying to be a good mother but she didn't appreciate!", said Bellatrix innocently.
"You're lying! I was the one who tried to make you love me, but you hate me! Living with you is similar to living in the hell! You just can't be my mother, a mother doesn't behave with her child the way you did!", said Hermione almost crying. Draco was consoling her.
"Stupid girl, move away from Draco! You don't deserve him!", said Bellatrix trying to remove Hermione from Draco, "She won't remain here!", she added.
"Stop touching her! Hermione will live here with me, because we gonna marry!", said Draco ebracing Hermione and taking Bellatrix's hands away from her.
"I SAID SHE WON'T REMAIN HERE!", said Bellatrix with anger in her eyes and voice.
"You can't decide this, it's not your house! The decision belongs to my parents! Mom, Dad?!", said Draco hopefully looking at Lucius and Narcissa.
"As long as you consider Hermione the love of your life she can't remain here! Hermione can live in the Malfoy Manor only as your cousin!", said Narcissa.
"Father?!", said Draco putting his hope in his father's decision.
"Draco, your mother is right! You are cousins and we can't accept your love relationship with her!", said Lucius.
Draco was lost:"Then I can't accept you as my parents! I 'll return home only when you accept Hermione as my future wife, now I'm leaving Malfoy Manor!".
Draco and Hermione left the manor.
"Draco, wait!", said Narcissa with tears in her eyes.
"Let him go! We will invent something to get our Draco back! That girl will regret about this!", said Bellatrix looking at the door closed by the two young wizards.
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