The Werewolf's Daughter

An eighth Potter

Maya was bored. Bored and curious. In fact, she was so curious that she had read the same line in the book five times now. She was curious about what was going on in the Order meeting, which was going on downstairs. She was still only 16 so it was completely out of the question that she attended.

Draco, however, was 17 which meant he could go to all of the meetings. This meeting in particular had been called last minute and Maya just wanted to know what it was about.

Just as she had started to read her book properly again, the bedroom door opened, and she looked up. 'Hi' she smiled, as Draco came in.

'Hi.' He said back, not quite looking at her.

'What is it?' she asked, 'What's wrong?'

'Nothing's wrong.' He mumbled.

'What happened at that meeting?' she asked, through gritted teeth.

'Well...'

'Draco!'

'Ok, ok! The Order are planning a rescue mission for Harry – to get him away from his relatives and in to a safe-house before the trace breaks on him.'

'And?' she asked, sensing he was not telling her everything.

'They're looking for volunteers. The plan they want to use to get Harry has 6 people using Polyjuice potion to turn in to Harry.'

'Oh. And you've volunteered?' she whispered, feeling her breath getting quicker as she started to feel anxious.

'Not yet. I plan to though. I just wanted to let you know.'

'Nothing I say will change your mind?'

Draco shook his head. 'I'm sorry Maya, but I have to help.'

Maya nodded, got up from his bed and walked out of his room. Back in her own room, she lay on her bed, curling up in a ball. It wasn't long before she felt her mattress sink as Draco lay down next to her.

'I'm sorry.' He said, quietly. 'You understand though, right? I have to help.'

'Draco, if I was 17 and I wanted to come what would you say?' she asked.

Draco didn't say anything and after a few moments silence, he sighed and left her room again.

Maya did understand; of course she did. If she was 17, she would probably want to help. Just because she understood, didn't mean she had to like it at all. Maya eventually fell asleep, but her dreams soon turned to nightmares – mainly of something bad happening to Draco. After waking up in tears, she made her way down to his bedroom.

'Draco' she whispered, as she stood next to his bed. 'Please can I get in?'

Draco stirred slightly and lifted the cover for her. Once she was in and settled, her curled his body around hers.

'Are you ok?' he asked, sleepily.

Maya shook her head. 'Just make sure you come back here.' She responded.

Draco sighed and moved closer to her. 'I will do my best.'

...

The day of the "plan" arrived, and Maya woke up with a feeling of dread. Draco was already up and was currently in the shower. She decided to join him.

'This is a nice surprise.' He said, as she slipped in to the shower with him. Maya didn't respond, she just stood on her tip toes and pushed her lips on to his. 'I need you today.' She eventually whispered and he knew exactly what she meant.