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Chapter Twenty-Six~*~Farewell To Malfoy

Slowly they all filed out of Dumbledore’s office. Nobody spoke, but looked around, nervous and thinking hard. Sirius looked over at Heather, who was looking down at the ground, staring at it with great intensity, as though concentrating hard on a test.

“You okay?” he asked her, stopping to let the others pass. Heather stopped walking too. She looked up at him, frowning.

“I was just thinking...what if Lucius finds out?” she whispered, rather ashamed. Sirius barked out a laugh, causing Remus to give him an odd, sideways look as he passed. Sirius grinned apologetically, and Remus rolled his eyes. Sirius continued.

“Listen, they aren’t going to find out. Don’t worry about it. School is over in a few days, and you’ll never have to see him again,” he said, putting an arm around her. “I’ve already been looking through the Prophet, and I think I’ve found the perfect place!” he said excitedly. Heather frowned, confused.

“The perfect place for what?” she asked.

“For us to live!” he said. It’s pretty close to where James and Lily are going to be!” he said, grinning. Heather’s eyes widened.

“They’ve already got a place to live?!” she asked him, nonplused.

“Yeah...but don’t tell anybody, they wanted to keep it quiet,” Sirius said secretively. Heather shook her head, smirking at how he could still be so light-hearted after all they had just heard. They had just signed on to a job that could possibly get them both killed. Heather shivered at the thought of something happening to Sirius. She sighed.

“Sirius, how do expect to pay for a house? I don’t have any money, you don’t have any money...” she said, but he cut her off, aghast.

“What do you mean, I don’t have any money!” he said. “Of course I have money!” he said.

“But your family....”

“Doesn’t control the money I had before they disowned me,” he finished, proudly. “I have enough to get us by, Heather. And I can get a job too.”

“Sirius...I can’t let you pay for an entire house!” she said exasperated.

“Heather, I need a house anyways, my family kicked me out. It makes no difference if you’re there or not, money-wise. But...Heather. You don’t understand. I want to be with you,” he said.

“Sirius, I want to be with you too, more than you can imagine, but...I would feel so terrible with you paying for everything. I’ll live with the Malfoys until I earn enough money to pay half of the...”

“No!” Sirius said firmly. “There is no way I’m going to let you live with those freaks. Lucius and his father would force you to be a Death Eater,” he said. Heather said nothing, torn. She wanted so badly to live the rest of her life with Sirius, but it could wait. She wouldn’t feel right, having Sirius pay for everything. But then she knew that if she went to live with the Malfoys, they would eventually force her to serve Voldemort. Sighing, she knew she would rather be dead.

“Sirius...” she said, her heart in her eyes. Sirius smiled.

“Just say you will, Heather. You did before!”

“I wasn’t thinking about the money then. I was just going with what my heart wanted!”

“Then go with it now. Listen, we’ll both get jobs, and you can help pay for some of the stuff, alright? You can buy the groceries or something...I don’t know! I don’t care either. Please, just say you will...” he said. Heather thought hard. Sirius then smiled. He bent down on one knee, and clasped his hands together. “Pleeeeeeeease!” he begged. Heather laughed at this.

Rolling her eyes at her own weakness, she nodded. “Alright, but I’m going to get a job. I can help,” she said firmly.

“YES!” Sirius said, punching the air, and standing up. He grabbed her in a rib-cracking hug until she could barely breathe.

“Get off me you oaf!” she laughed. He obliged, but then his gaze turned to something just behind her. His smile softened. Heather turned around to see Andromeda smiling knowingly at them.

“It was good to see you again, cousin,” she said to Sirius. Then to Heather she said, “Look, I’m sorry about how I treated you at first,” she said. “I see now that I was wrong about you completely.”

“No problem, a lot of people make that mistake,” she said, giving Sirius a knowing look. Sirius blushed. Clearing his throat, he spoke.

“Sooo...” he said. “Is it a boy or girl?” he said. Andromeda put a hand on her stomach, grinning happily. Heather saw the resemblance to Sirius’ sloppy grin.

“A girl,” Andromeda said proudly. Sirius laughed.

“Picked out a name yet?” he asked.

“Yes, but Tim doesn’t like it very much,” she said , talking about her husband with a fond laugh. “He wanted to name her a silly sounding Muggle name. I don’t quite remember what it was, but I like Nymphadora. Don’t you?” Sirius grinned, deciding not to point out how he would hate to be a child named Nymphadora. Then again, it might be better if he were a girl...

“It’s a very...long name,” he finally said. Andromeda laughed.

“And mine isn't?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Hey, you know you’ll always be Andy to me,” he said, using her old, much shorter, and much hated nickname. Rolling her eyes, Andromeda hugged him.

“Well, I better be off. Good luck,” she said. Then, to Heather’s surprise, she hugged her too. Before letting go she whispered into her ear, “You’re both very lucky. Take care of each other.”

“Thanks,” Heather muttered. Andromeda nodded, and then walked away, swaying slightly.


The next few days passed by quickly, and were rather tearful. Students were saying their goodbyes, knowing they would most likely never see one another again. Heather, on the other hand, was looking forwards to the end. All the friends she had made, were apparently going to be within close contact. She and Sirius would be living practically next door to Lily and James. Remus and Peter promised they would visit often. Alice and Frank, however, weren’t quite sure where they would be living yet, so Heather wasn’t sure how often they would see them. Sara Thomas would be moving back with her parents, who, within the next few months, would be moving to Australia. As for everybody else, Heather didn’t really care. She wasn’t sure, but thought that Alex was going to live with Peter...who lived with his parents. The only true event, and Heather wouldn’t exactly call it an event was that she had the strangest vision yet.

She had just gotten out of the girl’s bathroom, and was walking back up to the common room. She felt light-headed. She froze.

“Uh-oh...” she whispered, thinking she was about to pass out like she always did. Predicting this, she decided to save herself some pain by sitting down on the floor. She tried to control her breathing, keeping it deep and even. But then she was somewhere else.

She was standing on a porch somewhere. She looked around, and saw somebody sitting on a chair, drinking a steaming cup of tea, and smiling to herself. She saw that it was herself! She nearly gasped. She watched then as her own eyes widened. Her future-self was staring at something. Heather craned her neck to see, and nearly fell over when she did see it. It was a little man with bright blue hair! He also had vivid prange eyes! Her amazement was so deep, that she wasn’t even listening to what she was saying to the little man. No...she thought. This isn’t real. This isn’t going to happen! This must not be a vision! She thought to herself. This is just a weird day dream... and as those thought formed into her head, she forced herself back to reality. She was quite amazed as she did this. She had never been able to control when she left a vision before! But then, she reminded herself, that couldn’t be a vision! That must have just been a dream...So for the rest of the time at Hogwarts, she never mentioned it to anybody. Soon it was forgotten, and more important problems plagued her. Problems like Lucius.

As was inevitable, the last day was a fountain of crying people, hugging and wishing everybody a wonderful rest-of-their-life. Heather, however, did little of this, and in fact spent most of the day with Sirius. But, as she knew she would, on her way to the Common Room, she was met by a most unwelcome person.

“Well, well. I see you’re not socializing much,” Lucius said snidely, blocking her way. Heather tried to go around him in the narrow hall, but Lucius stuck out his arms.

“All of my friends are going to be within walking distance. There is no need to say goodbye to them,” she said. “Now move.”

“Oh, and where do you think you’re going to be living where that will happen?” he said.

“I’m not coming home with you,” she said firmly. Lucius gave a harsh laugh. “Move!”

“I’m, afraid you are,” he said, then lowered his voice to a whisper. “And once you’re in my house, you know my father will make you a Death Eater.”

“I don’t think you heard me, Lucius. I’m not coming to live with you and your demented family!” she yelled in his face.

“Are you forgetting that we share the same family?” he asked, incensed. “And besides, where do you think you could possibly live? Are you going to live on the streets, Heather? In the orphanage, perhaps? We won’t pay for it anymore.”

“No. I hate to disappoint you. I’m going to be living with Sirius,” she said, smiling cooly.

“WHAT?!” he asked in outrage. “That traitor! Why don’t you go live with his brother instead!? He has his priorities in check! He knows what is right!”

Heather froze and walked towards Lucius, her eyes ablaze. She moved so that her face was inches from his. For the first time ever, Lucius backed away from her, looking alarmed. “Do you know where his loyalty got him, Lucius? Do you know what his devotion to Lord Voldemort ended with?”

Lucius said nothing.

“He’s dead, dear cousin. Dead. And I can’t wait to see you in his place. I can’t wait to see the rest of your disgusting family in his place. You’re all going to rot under this man’s thumb. For my whole life, your last name has haunted me. Not anymore. I’m through with it. I hope you enjoy what little happiness you have left, because it isn’t going to last long. You’re going to live the rest of your life on eggshells, knowing that one tiny little mess up will be your downfall. One little mistake, and Voldemort will kill you.” Heather stopped, watching his face closely. He said nothing, only stared in shock and fear. “You know this, don’t you,” she said, in a deadly whisper. Lucius looked completely flustered.

“I do,” he said. Looking at her, with dawning realization. “But if I didn’t father would have killed me anyways.”

“Then don’t do this to me, Lucius. You know how it feels. I know you’re not a good person. You have a heart as black as sin. I also know that you only do something if there is something in it for you,” Heather said calmly. “But you, too, are different from the other Malfoys.”

“I am not!’ he said defiantly. Heather nodded.

“Unlike your father, and your mother, you still know the difference between right and wrong. You need to, so that you can make sure you’re doing the wrong and not the right. But, I believe, that once you’re older, you’ll forget right and wrong, until only wrong exists. Everything else is not right, but stupidity.”

Lucius only stared at her in bewilderment. It was his silence that made Heather continue. “Try right for once, Lucius. Just try it.”


“Are you a coward? Will you spend your whole life running to keep up with your father? Or will you be your own kind of bad guy? Do your own wrong! Show your father that you make up your own mind.”

“What do you want me to do?” he said, his eyes now filled with something other than hatred. It amazed Heather.

“Leave me alone. Stop trying to make me a Death Eater,” she said, looking earnestly up at him. Lucius looked around, then back at her. He seemed to be thinking. He was his own kind of person. He wasn’t just a puppet for his father!

“Fine. Live your life with Black,” he said. Heather smiled.

“Now, how was that?” she asked. Lucius grinned too.

“Terrible. Absolutely disgusting. I don’t see why on Earth anybody would want to be nice,” he said. Heather nodded. After a few minutes, Lucius thought for a second. He realized Heather had just gained his respect. Nobody had ever dared yell in his face like that before. He sniffed. “My father will find you.”

“Not if you don’t tell him where I am,” Heather pointed out. There was an eternity in which Heather and Lucius stared at each other. Finally Lucius let out a slimy laugh. “Is that too difficult for a snake like you to handle?”

“You’re a Malfoy, right down to the bone,” he said. “Nobody else could hurt my feelings so bad,” he said sarcastically. “Alright. I have no clue where you’re living. But just so you know, my father doesn’t need me to find you. He’ll find you now matter what. Remember that when you’re all happy with your perfect little boyfriend.”

“No problem. Now, you remember something for me,” she said, smiling wickedly.


“I hate you,” she said. He nodded.

“Good.” And without another word, he walked away. Heather just stood there, feeling winded. She leaned against the wall, closing her eyes.

“That was bloody brilliant,” somebody said. Heather saw Sirius putting his wand away, walking towards her. “For a second I thought I was going to have to jinx the slime-ball.”

“Well, at least now he’ll leave us alone,” she said, smiling. Sirius stood right in front of her. He smiled proudly.

“Yeah...he will. But what about his father?” she said, looking slightly troubled.

“We’ll deal with that if and when it comes,” he said assuredly. There was a silence, and then he said, quite softly, “You’re simply amazing.” She laughed.

“Did you see the look on his face? I thought he was going to wet his pants for a second there,” she said, grinning. Sirius took her hand, and pulled her against him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and brought her up to him, lifting her off the ground. Heather gave a little gasp of surprise, but it was smothered by Sirius’ lips. She grinned through the kiss, bring her own hands up to run her fingers through his wild black hair.

“Do you think anybody is in the dorms?” Sirius asked, through the kiss.

“Doubt it,” Heather said breathlessly. Sirius gave a dog-like growl.

“Good,” he said, and then started carrying her down the hallway. She wrapped her legs around him, attempting to get closer. Laughing slightly, Sirius allowed his hands to wander. Heather giggled in surprise, but then moved her own hand down...down...

“Ahem!” came a sharp voice. They both leapt in fright, causing Sirius to almost drop Heather. They looked around, and saw, to their horror, Professor McGonagall. Sirius quickly set Heather down gently. Heather straightened her skirt, while Sirius ran a hand through his hair to tidy it.

“Yes, Professor?” Heather said, trying her hardest not to smile. McGonagall looked rather flustered.

“Is there not enough floor that Mr. Black must carry you?” she asked, her lips twitching slightly. Sirius wasn’t sure if she was really really angry, or amused. Heather blushed.

“’s just so dirty,” Sirius said, also holding back a laugh. McGonagall looked skeptically at the floor.

“Too true,” she said. “I wonder, if you are aware that there is a feast being held in precisely five minutes down in the Great Hall?” Sirius looked astonished at his watch.

“We were just heading that way...” Heather said.

“I see...” McGonagall said, walking toward them. “Then perhaps I can help you two by explaining that the Great Hall is that way,” she said, pointing a long, bony finger in the opposite direction. There was an awkward, rather nervous silence in which Sirius grinned sheepishly.

“Have I mentioned how wonderful you’re looking today?” he said. At this, McGonagall finally broke out into a small, amused smile.

“I don’t think you have, but I do think that perhaps you had better get going before I decide to postpone the last day of school, just so I can give you detention,” she said, shaking her head. Heather laughed.

“Thanks, Professor,” she said. Sirius grinned, and grabbed Heather’s hand, pulling her in the direction of the feast.


Remus looked at her shyly. Candy grinned, for once, she was at a loss for words. “Candy...” Remus began.


“Well, I just wanted to thank you,” he said. “You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had.”

Candy actually blushed, something Remus had never seen her do. “You too.”

“Look, I really like you, would never have worked out...I’m a...well, you know,” he said, looking down at the ground. Candy laughed.

“I know. I never expected that kind of relationship. I wanted to be your friend, and now I am,” she said.

“You do know that if I could...” he said broke off, looking at the floor. Candy put a finger under his chin, and forced him to look at her.

“I know, Remus,” she said softly, and then, without warning, she stood up on her toes and gave him a soft, sweet kiss. Remus was alarmed, but joined in, pressing his lips to hers tightly. When they finished, Candy smiled. “Promise to write me?”

“Every day,” he said. Candy smiled, and then, hand in hand, they went to their last dinner together.

A/N: Well, as I'm sure you all noticed, this was more of a wrap-up chapter. It signifies the end of the first part of the story. They are finished with Hogwarts now, and the story is going to follow them into the rest of their lives, which are a little darker and more depressing than the others. So, not much to say on this one, except that I hope you liked the bit with Lucius, I had a lot of fun writing it. It was a rare instance where I actually liked him! Well...not all the way, but more than usual! Lol. Anyways, quite reading this and get reviewing!

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