The Werewolf's Daughter

A Birthday and a Wedding

 'Happy Birthday Harry!' Maya cried, stepping out of the floo and pulling her friend in for a hug. 'You're so luck you're finally 17!'

'Happy Birthday mate.' Draco said, shaking Harry's hand then moving to stand behind Maya. He wrapped his arms around her, and she nestled in to him. Maya had barely let him leave her side since the night he had gone to help Harry.

'Please – no more missions.' Maya begged that night, crying next to Draco in bed.

'I can't promise you that.' He responded. She knew he didn't mean to sound cruel – he was just being honest.

'Why do you insist on putting yourself in danger? Who are you trying to prove yourself too?'

'Maya, I'm not trying to prove myself to anyone. I just need to be able to help. Are you telling me that when you get to 17, you're not going to be volunteering your help? I highly doubt that.'

Maya dug her nails into his arm, which she had been gripping. He was right. 'It feels like you want to be anywhere but here. It feels like you want to put yourself in danger.' She whispered.

Draco winced and took her hand off his arm. 'Sorry.' She muttered.

'It's ok. Look, I don't know how to explain it, but I HAVE to help Maya. Please don't make me feel guilty. I'm helping to make a better world for us – for our future. I'm doing this because I love you.' He said, kissing her head.

'Can you at least try not to volunteer for every mission?' she asked through gritted teeth. 'Please?'

Maya thought back to that night; Draco had agreed that he wouldn't volunteer for every mission, but he asked Maya to understand that he had to help.

'Right guys, there are too many of us here so Molly has asked that we set up the dinner outside; can everyone please help?' Arthur shouted over the noise in the Burrow's kitchen.

Maya watched as Draco helped the men move tables outside, while she helped Ginny get the cutlery and plates. 'I can't wait until next month.' She groaned to the younger girl, as they carried everything by hand out to the garden.

As soon as she was outside, Maya looked around for Draco. She started to panic when she couldn't see him. Suddenly, someone held her from behind and she froze. 'Sorry, sorry.' He whispered, 'I didn't mean to scare you.'

Maya was silent and let Draco lead her over to the table for food.

...

'Hermione?' Maya called, stepping in to Ginny's room. 'What are you doing?' she asked, confused.

'Just packing.' Hermione said, flippantly.

'Packing for what?' Maya asked.

Hermione stopped. 'I'm not meant to say.'

Maya raised an eyebrow at her friend. 'Tell me. Now.'

Hermione spent the next half hour telling Maya what her, Ron and Harry would be doing for seventh year.

'You're not going back? You're going off on a mission?' Maya started to panic, her breathing getting heavier as she started to feel anxious. 'You're only 17, you are all going to end up killed!' she cried.

'Maya, calm down. We know what we're doing. Harry is the only one that can do this Maya, and I have to go and help him. Harry and Ron wouldn't last ten minutes if they were on their own.'

Maya got up and walked out of the room. She couldn't talk about this right now.

'Dad.' She said, passing Remus holding Teddy out in the hallway 'I'm going home – I don't feel too good.' She said.