My Darling Girl

Father, Father.

Azkaban was ten times colder and darker than they said it was. The walls were a dark stone, the waves continued to crash against them.

What was i even doing here? I just went with my gut, and Draco's advice.

"Yes?" I look at the guard, as he looked down at me.

"I'm here to see my father."

"White blonde hair, grey eyes.. You must be a Malfoy." I nod, agreeing with his conclusion.

"Yes sir." He nods and walks in front of me.

"He cries for his kids." He whispers. "Shame lad has to be here for a few years." I look forward not wanting to hear anything the man had to say about my father.

"Lucius. You have a visitor." My heart sinks at the sound of my father's name.

"My wife left." He said, as if nothing mattered anymore. They weren't lying when they said Azakan sucked the life out of you.. Literally.

"Not yer wife." He looks up and i pull my hood down. He rushes towards the bars and reaches for my hands.

"Belen." I place my hand on top of his and that fatherly warmth i was missing passes through my body. I walk closer to him and he cups my head with his hand. "My beautiful darling girl." The tears begin to fall down my cheeks, making a small sob escape from me. "Shush now, don't cry."

"I miss you." I whisper as he wiped my tears away.

"And i miss you.. Where is Draco?" He said his name with such sadness and disappointment at the same time.

"Home. Daddy, he doesn't know i came to visit you."

"Its best he doesn't. Your mother was here just a few...."

"I know." He sighs and moves a strand of my hair away from my face. "Mum couldn't hide it. It was too obvious."

"I suppose so. Darling, you shouldn't be here."

"I just wanted to see you." He smiled smally, and I smile back at him. "I'll bring Draco next time." He stares at me for a second, not saying anything and then smiles.

"You should get going. Tell your brother i said hello." I look at my father, as he wipes the escaping tears. "Just a few more years." He said unsure.

"Yeah.. years." I take a step back. "You could've avoided all of this." I whisper. "All of it."

"Belen." I walk away as he continues to scream my name, making all the other prisoners begin to rage against the bars.

"Come on, Miss.Malfoy. Out this way." the guard said, his hand on my back, slightly pushing me through the dark halls. "You did the mistake in coming here. I have never seen them behave that way."

"I apologize. This is the last time I'm stepping foot in here."

"I think it is for the best." We reached the hidden floo powder network and he sighs. "I hear they will be opening Hogwarts in time for next year." I look at him, surprised. In a year? It seemed so close.

"You're a Hogwarts student?"

"Was. I was in the same year as the dragon loving ginger. Hufflepuff." Only gingers i know are the Weasley's so i didnt ask who the dragon loving ginger was, at least not to prove that i probably was thinking about the same person. Why would they even have a puff working on grounds like these? I push these questions aside and I no d as i stepped inside. "Have a safe trip." He says, waving.

"Thanks... Diagon Alley." and i was gone.

~

"Can you possibly tell me where were you?!" Was the first thing that came out of Draco's mouth when i stepped inside the warm home. Mum wasn't home yet, as if she ever was since the war. So no shocker there. "I asked everybody.. I even asked that friend of yours."

"Which one?"

"Don't make me say his name." I raise an eyebrow and he frowns. "Weasley... George." My eyes widen in surprise. Out of everybody in that house, he asked George. Wow

"Well i wasn't with them, obviously.. I uhm... I went to see... Dad."

"What?!"

"Yeah." i look down at my shoes, as if i was going to be punished for my action. He takes a deep breath and i dared not to look at my brother.

"Belen, are you mental?! YOU WENT TO SEE HIM?!"

"He's my dad and i wanted to see him!"

"Bloody hell! Belen! He's locked up for a fucking reason!" I look at him confused. "And its not only because of the bloody war!"

"Then what?! WHAT DO YOU DO THAT I DON'T!?"

"HE WANTS TO KILL US!"I take a step back, my back hitting the wall. Draco looks at me, his hands trembling and his lips quivering. "He wants to kill you and me... and everybody else.. Your friends... and mine."

"I..."

"Belen, listen to me."

"No." I shake my head. My father wouldn't want to do that.. No. He just told me he missed me as much as i missed him.

"B.. you gotta listen to me. Dad...Lucius isn't the man he was.. He will never be the man who raised us and showed how to fly and fight."

"But i saw.."

"I heard mum talking about it with a portrait.." I raise a brow. More portraits? Weren't the ones already here, creepy enough?

"Who's?"

"Snape's.."

"Uncle Snape has one?" He nods. "That was quick."

"Apparently already made, just needed him to well you know.. " I nod, understanding him immediately. "I just need to find him so i can ask him."

"Maybe somewhere quiet." He lets out a small chuckle and agrees. "Lets try the library."

"Good idea." And just like that the yelling between the both of us, became something that we should know. Draco opens the doors to the library, the number of portraits looking at us. The fire was slowly burning the wood, cracking often. I look around at the books that i still ad to read, but shook it off as my brother calls me over.

"Malfoys."

"Gee, Uncle Snape. Even after.." I whisper, and he just shakes his head. "Im sure you know why we wanted to find you." He raises an eyebrow but nods.

"I do."

"So is it true?" Draco asks, look up at the portrait.

"I can not say. Your father might as well become mental into thinking he wants to murder his own children." My brother scroffs and i roll my eyes. He technically did kill us. The moment he put the both our lives into the hands of Voldemort. "I do suggest you two keep your head up high for anything."

"Of course." We both said.

"Hogwarts will be opening soon. I'm sure both of you will return to finish your seventh year." I nod, but Draco doesn't. Then i think about it. If i start Hogwarts again, itll be easier to collect everybody for the session. Maybe I can...

"We're thinking about it." Draco answers for the both of us.

"Will you be walking between here and Hogwarts?" I ask him, sitting down on one of the couches that i loved to hog from my family.

"I'm not yet certain, Belen. But I'm sure you would be thrilled."

"Of course." I said, smiling. He gives me a small smile, one that was very special to me. Severus Snape was the one who rarely smiled, somehow, i manage to break that serious bubble of his... even if it was just for a few seconds. "I did hear..."

"That's enough, B. Let Uncle Snape get comfortable." Draco says, holding out his hand. I look at the portrait and he nods. I shrug, taking my brother's hand and we both walk out of the library. "Mum will be here any minute. The house elves made food. Go to sleep." He kisses my forehead and I hug him. "Do not go back to him. I can't bare to lose you."

"You won't. I promise.."