Dark Phoenix (A Draco Malfoy fanfic)

Chapter XVI

The next morning, I woke up to Draco sitting at the foot of the bed, drinking.

"Hey, come back over here. I want a hug."
I said.

"Go look at your back."
He said sounding very serious.

I get up in a panic and walk towards the mirror to see a black marking, shaped like a phoenix. It's a mark that was branded on all dark phoenix's so they could be hunted and slaughtered by Voldemort when he was in power.

"Is it something we are going to need to worry about."
He asked sounding very concerned.

I walked over to the foot of the bed and sat beside Draco leaning my head on his shoulder.

"It's nothing. It doesn't mean anything anymore."
I said.

"Okay."
He said pulling me into a hug.

We're getting ready to go tell Draco's Parents that we are engaged.
I wasn't worried about Narcissa, she absolutely loves me but Lucius hates me for 'turning' Draco against him.
I wasn't going to let Lucius ruin the day. I got ready in my big black coat, green blouse and green and black checked skirt, with tall black stiletto heels making me almost the same height as Draco. We walked out of the hotel and apparated to the new Malfoy Manor.
We reach the top of the stairs and Draco knocks the door, Lucius and Narcissa open the door. Narcissa opens her arms giving us a warm and welcoming hug to Draco and I. Lucius just shakes Draco's hand and doesn't say a word to me, this was going to be great. We sit down on the leather couch in the living room, with a cup of tea.

"Mother. Father. We have some exciting news." Draco said turning and smiling at me.

"You're pregnant."
Narcissa said excited.

"What!"
Lucius yelled standing in rage.

I started to sip my tea and let Draco deal with his Father.

"You've put the Malfoy name in filthy blood. You disgust me."
Lucius said.

"Lucius, stop."
Narcissa demanded.

"Father. It's not filthy. You just have an obsession with being superior. Blood status isn't important anymore."
Draco stated.

"You are a disgrace Draco."
Lucius said again.

"Well you disgust me. Sitting up there on your blood status throne. Draco isn't like you; he doesn't care for blood status. He cares about love. Something of which you never showed to him, the whole time he lived with you."
I said my eyes going red.

"And no, we aren't pregnant. We're engaged."
I said pulling Draco into a kiss right in front of his Father, who stood there in hatred?

"You're an abomination to the Malfoy name."
He said directly towards me.

"I'm taking the name. And your Son to be my Husband"
I said my eyes still red and filled with aggression.

"Mother. It was great to see you."
Draco said smiling at his mother.

"Narcissa it was lovely to see you again."
I said.

Draco grabbed my hands which were roasting, and walked out of the house.
Draco closed the door behind us and immediately heard shouting, as we apparated to my father's house.
I knocked the door, hoping that this visit will go better than the one with Draco's Parent's.

"I'm really sorry from how my Father acted back there, Princess."
Draco said kissing my forehead.

My Father opened the door with a smile on his face.

"Cammy, Come down please."
My Father shouted.
"Come here my dear."
My father said pulling me into a long-awaited hug.
"Come here Son."
He said to Draco giving him a hug as well.

"Mia!"
Cammy shouted as he ran towards me.
It's been ages since I've seen him, he's almost taller than me.
We walked in sitting on the soft red couch, cup of tea in hand and biscuit in the other.

"Father we have something to tell you."
I said.

"What."
he said as a giant smile appeared on his face.

"We're engaged."
I said smiling.

"Aww, that's amazing darling."
He said standing to give me another hug.

"Well done my boy, you caught a brilliant one."
My Father said to Draco.

"I know I have."
He said smiling at me.

"Did someone just say engaged."
A voice from the kitchen said. It was Isabell, my stepmother. She walked over pulling me up into a hug and Draco too.

"This means I need to let go of my baby girl."
My Father said slowly.

"Father, I was wondering if you would walk me down the aisle."
I asked.

"Of course, I will my darling. You didn't even need to ask."
He said so kindly.
"Draco have you been and seen your parents yet." My Father asks.
Draco tilts his head down slightly.

"Did it not go to well, then."
He asked.
"He said that I'm a disgrace to the Malfoy name. Said by marrying Mia, that I'm going to dirty the Malfoy name."
Draco said lifting his head back up.

"Do you feel like you are dirtying the Malfoy name." My Father asked.

I looked at Draco to hear his answer.

"No, I feel like I'm making it better."
He said smiling at me.
"I believe you're doing the right thing, Son."
My Father said smiling.
We stay a little longer, before leaving.
"I've got somewhere to go. I'll meet you back at the house."
I said to Draco.

"Okay, don't be too late though."
He said smiling.
I apparated away to a cemetery. I walked through stopping at a grave. It read Caroline Hughes.

"Hi Mother, I know it's been a while since I've visited. A lot has happened since I was last here. Mother, I'm getting married."
I said as my eyes began to well up.
"I'm so happy with Draco, he makes me feel so alive." I said talking to her.
"I'm just upset that you won't be there to see it."
I said starting to breakdown.

A hand then placed itself on my shoulder.
It was Draco.

"What are you doing here? I said I'd meet you back at the house."
I said wiping away my tears.
Draco pulled me into a hug.

"You could've just said that you we're coming to speak to your Mother."
He said softly.

"Wait how'd you find me."
I asked.

"Fred and Freya are buried here."
He said.

"Yes, I know that, but why are you here."
I asked.

"Because it's the day that Fred and Freya were killed and I still feel guilty."
He said, words weren't enough to explain his pain and guilt.

"Draco look at me. It's not your fault. Voldemort and your Father manipulated you. That does not make it your fault."
I said.
"Let's go to Freya and Fred's grave."
I said slowly walking towards their grave.

Freya and Fred were buried next to each other.

"Can I have a minute, Princess."
Draco asked.

I nodded and walked away slowly.
I stood far enough to see him; I know he needs this. His chance of losing that guilt. I watched as I saw him talk to them, he seemed to be looking better.
I heard him say Freya, my eyes widened, I couldn't quite read his lips, but a small smile creeped on his face. He turned facing me smiling and turning back to the grave.
He put his hand in his jacket rummaging for something and pulled out to two black roses placing them on the graves. I smiled hoping this was him finally finding peace with this guilt.
He walks over wrapping his arm around me and we apparated home.