Chapter XV -Lucius' Intended-

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[French]

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Chapter XV

–Lucius' Intended–

Saturday, 18 December 1971

CEP's POV

Harry nodded at Mother as the blonde woman worried to look him over for any possible wound when they arrived Malfoy Manor.

"I'm fine, Mother. Dobby took me away before they picked their wands."

"And why didn't Dobby take Lucius as well?" Uncle Abraxas asked as he looked at Lucius' wound.

"Because Dobby can only travel with two people at the same time and I sent Kari and Ronnie first." Cousin Lucius argued as he let his own mother to look at his arm's wound.

The French woman started to snarl quickly in French. Harry could never understand her when she started like that, but by the outraged look of his surrogate mother he knew he didn't want to know.

Then...

[Ma mère!] Cousin Lucius snarled, successfully shutting up the woman. "My bracelet." He demanded as he offered his hand, facing up.

"What?"

"The Malfoy Family bracelet." Cousin Lucius demanded.

Harry's eyes grew. Was Aunt Genevieve ill speaking about Ron? Was Cousin Lucius about to...?

"This is the bracelet to your future wife." Aunt Genevieve argued, looking backwards at her husband confused.

"Like I said: My bracelet!"

Aunt Genevieve's eyes grew and a hopeful look showed on her face, Harry almost felt pity for her. She hurried to take it from her handbag, take it from the jewel box and give it to Cousin Lucius practically eager. Cousin Lucius picked it and then turned his back on his parents, grabbed Ron's right arm and put the bracelet on his wrist. Aunt Genevieve and Uncle Abraxas choked as Mother snorted and the woman leaned down to whisper on Harry's ear.

"Did you know?"

"He apparently asked Lord Prewett's permission a month and half ago." Harry whispered back as Ron turned red as a tomato.

Cousin Lucius grabbed Ron's hand in his and turned again towards his parents.

"I'm in an Courtship Contract with Veronique Billie Prewett. He is the person I chose, he is also the possible bearer of your future grandchildren. So next time you ill speak of his future children, remember that you are ill speaking of your own son's chosen one's future children," [Mère!] "Your own possible grandchildren!"

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