A Malfoy And Dagger's Excellent Adventure 8[2036]
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A.N. -- And here... we... go.... All new content to write to keep going on this arc.
A Malfoy And Dagger's Excellent Adventure (VIII)
Halloween, 2036
Hogsmeade
Draco Malfoy glanced at the young boys -- no, men -- walking with him alongside his daughter's friend Yuri through the streets of the village. Inside the privacy of his own mind, he saluted mentally. While Scorpius was not his son exactly, he was someone who Draco would have been proud to call his son. The young man had definite promise and Draco was glad to see it.
Hearing of that other world, where he had never had a sister -- even one as annoying and exasperating as Nimi had been sometimes after they met -- and never met the four ladies who filled his life had been hard for him to listen to, though.
Spoiler: A Phone Call With A Taffy
He looked at the trio, and then chuckled as his phone began to ring with "Anchors Aweigh". He pulled it out, accepted the call and spoke in one long practiced motion. "Hello Johnston! The Anti-Candy Halloween Task Force has set sail?" He grinned at the mental image of the peach-haired shipgirl who was no doubt lying on her stomach kicking one foot in the air as she made her call. The shy, gentle, and sensitive woman hidden within the brash and heroic Taffy that she only allowed few outside her family to see. Such as him and the others who knew the girl inside one of the most decorated and respected badasses in the history of the United States Navy.
"Aye Aye, Muffin! Wash just left port with them. She plans to refill her candy bunkers too and have fun with her sisters while the rugrats are busy." A pause, and her energetic chipper voice became more serious. "How are things on your end?"
He smirked. "Taube's new friends are about to come over. I'll brief you and Niobe in under four eyes and they will probably be staying the weekend. Cleo's picking up Bastian so we can pick his brain. Ehren and Taube will be along separately with some spellbooks with any luck. Once we have everyone assembled we'll go from there."
Johnston spoke with a note of approval in her voice. "Aces! Taube had an avatar pop in with a warded box that she ran up to her room. She told Niobe that it was something that she had been working on that her other self asked her to pick up. Know what's up with that?"
Draco shook his head. "Not a clue, honestly. She's Ehren's daughter that way and doesn't see fit to tell her old man anything. Remember how I had to interrogate JJ when they were thirteen to find out why she was moping all the time?"
Johnston giggled and he could see her nodding enthusiastically with that happy smile on her lips. "Yeah, she found out that Seeker for Ballycastle that she had the massive crush on was actually married. Dunno what she saw in him, she could do so much better. And he wasn't even any good."
Draco shrugged as he responded. "Beats me, honestly. I rely on you and the others to fill me in on the mysteries of women anyway, honey. Or not, and you four treat me like a mushroom, keep me in the dark...."
The two chorused with matching happy smiles as they finished the saying "....and open the door from time to time to toss shit on me!"
"I'll be bringing Taube's friend Yuri and the other two over. Ready for me?" Draco asked.
There was a pause. "Give us thirty to get the house cleaned up a bit? I'll call you when we get all the toys picked up and Brand's paints stowed once more. He's really good, you think that he should pursue painting?"
Draco smiled. "He loves to paint and actually sits in with me a lot in my studio for private lessons. So yes, I'm going to see about some professional education for him if he doesn't outgrow this as a phase. It will be a hit to the wallet, but I'm going to see about the École des Beaux-Arts for him. Colombe has the in with them anyway since she knows the professor that identified her Monets and Renoirs. Remember it's not what you know..."
Johnston finished. "...it's who you know. And who you can write the big checks to! Either Ni or I will call you back when we get the house cleaned up. Seeya then, Muffin!"
"Looking forward to it, honey!" Draco said as he ended the call.
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Malfoy Manor
Spoiler: Stahlhexe
With a bang of displaced air, Scorpius Apparated into his family's home alongside Albus, Yuri, and this version of his father. He blinked and looked around his father's study curiously.
The ambiance was a mix of familiar and alien. The layout, the paintings, and the furnishings were familiar... mostly. But mixed with them were discordant touches.
Instead of the painting of Grandfather Abrexus next to the door to the Green Parlor, a magical photograph of six young women on stage dressed in short robes, basilisk skin jeans, and with a variety of musical instruments playing in the Great Hall at Hogwarts was hung.
Curious, Scorpius walked over and examined it.
Two of the young women in the band were immediately familiar. Ehren was singing in the center with a look of desperate passionate desire and intensity in her eyes that caused him to shiver. Behind her, Cleopatra was playing a guitar flanked by a silver haired young woman and another who looked identical to Father who were backing her with identical smiles on their faces. A reddish-peach haired girl with her face painted like an Indian was energetically playing the drums. Finally a black haired girl was enraptured as she played the keyboards with her eyes closed and a blissful smile on her face. Over them all a magical illusion flickered and flashed spelling out one word.
STAHLHEXE
Scorpius frowned thoughtfully, then started slightly in surprise as Draco walked to stand at his shoulder. "That's from the Yule ball my Fourth Year. You have met Cleo and Ehren already. Niobe's on Bass Guitar, and your Aunt Nimue, my twin sister, is on Rhythm Guitar. Your Aunt Claire, Ehren's sister, is on keyboards and Johnston's 'the best damn drummer in the US Navy'. Nimi, Claire, and Cleo formed the band and roped the rest in. We still sometimes do gigs for old-times sake, but we were big back in the day as teenagers."
Scorpius nodded, not sure what to say in response to that explanation.
Draco patted him on the shoulder. "I know I'm not your father, but I'd like to share a little advice with you that was shared with me when I was your age, Scorpius. If and when you find something, or someone worthy of your love and devotion, if you follow that love and devotion to the bitter end honorably, you can never go truly wrong. Also, the harder the road to victory, the sweeter the triumph at the end."
Scorpius looked at Draco's face and saw a smile on it that made him look decades younger as he looked at the photograph. The older Malfoy was lost in memories as he spoke quietly. "Back then, when I was your age, I wasn't sure about a lot of things. Not least, my feelings towards Ehren and hers toward me; she had... has trouble expressing herself. I didn't know if she truly loved me back then, until she sang that night. Later I found out that Nimi, Claire, and the others had goaded her into it, helping her articulate feelings on their behalf that she could never express on her own as she was then. Friends are like that. As is family."
Draco's voice was hushed and filled with memories. "She felt tainted by her past, by her heritage, by her origin. She still loved me desperately and deeply, but was willing to destroy that part of herself to not cause us pain since at that time Johnston, Cleo and Niobe had all secured a place in my heart. She loved me and them enough to suffer in silence behind her masks so our happiness would not be hampered by her darkness."
Scorpius nodded and spoke. "But you married her, though."
Draco nodded, still looking at the photograph of the band. "Indeed I did. After I realized what she felt for me despite her best efforts to deny and suppress it, and after I realized that I felt the same way toward her in my turn I found out that the others loved her as I did. Well. We set out to win her hand and her heart. It wasn't easy or simple for us; Ehren is incredibly strong willed and stubborn and was badly damaged back then to boot thanks to no fault of hers. But as I learned on the day she finally accepted my courtship and my engagement ring, the harder the road to victory is, the sweeter the triumph at the end becomes. You'll find that out one day as I did, son. I have faith in you as my loves had faith in me."
A German accented female voice from behind the Malfoy father and son spoke with a note of approval and deep love. "Well said, Liebchen(sweetheart). I brought up a light lunch buffet for everyone."
A.N. -- And here... we... go.... All new content to write to keep going on this arc.
A Malfoy And Dagger's Excellent Adventure (VIII)
Halloween, 2036
Hogsmeade
Draco Malfoy glanced at the young boys -- no, men -- walking with him alongside his daughter's friend Yuri through the streets of the village. Inside the privacy of his own mind, he saluted mentally. While Scorpius was not his son exactly, he was someone who Draco would have been proud to call his son. The young man had definite promise and Draco was glad to see it.
Hearing of that other world, where he had never had a sister -- even one as annoying and exasperating as Nimi had been sometimes after they met -- and never met the four ladies who filled his life had been hard for him to listen to, though.
Spoiler: A Phone Call With A Taffy
He looked at the trio, and then chuckled as his phone began to ring with "Anchors Aweigh". He pulled it out, accepted the call and spoke in one long practiced motion. "Hello Johnston! The Anti-Candy Halloween Task Force has set sail?" He grinned at the mental image of the peach-haired shipgirl who was no doubt lying on her stomach kicking one foot in the air as she made her call. The shy, gentle, and sensitive woman hidden within the brash and heroic Taffy that she only allowed few outside her family to see. Such as him and the others who knew the girl inside one of the most decorated and respected badasses in the history of the United States Navy.
"Aye Aye, Muffin! Wash just left port with them. She plans to refill her candy bunkers too and have fun with her sisters while the rugrats are busy." A pause, and her energetic chipper voice became more serious. "How are things on your end?"
He smirked. "Taube's new friends are about to come over. I'll brief you and Niobe in under four eyes and they will probably be staying the weekend. Cleo's picking up Bastian so we can pick his brain. Ehren and Taube will be along separately with some spellbooks with any luck. Once we have everyone assembled we'll go from there."
Johnston spoke with a note of approval in her voice. "Aces! Taube had an avatar pop in with a warded box that she ran up to her room. She told Niobe that it was something that she had been working on that her other self asked her to pick up. Know what's up with that?"
Draco shook his head. "Not a clue, honestly. She's Ehren's daughter that way and doesn't see fit to tell her old man anything. Remember how I had to interrogate JJ when they were thirteen to find out why she was moping all the time?"
Johnston giggled and he could see her nodding enthusiastically with that happy smile on her lips. "Yeah, she found out that Seeker for Ballycastle that she had the massive crush on was actually married. Dunno what she saw in him, she could do so much better. And he wasn't even any good."
Draco shrugged as he responded. "Beats me, honestly. I rely on you and the others to fill me in on the mysteries of women anyway, honey. Or not, and you four treat me like a mushroom, keep me in the dark...."
The two chorused with matching happy smiles as they finished the saying "....and open the door from time to time to toss shit on me!"
"I'll be bringing Taube's friend Yuri and the other two over. Ready for me?" Draco asked.
There was a pause. "Give us thirty to get the house cleaned up a bit? I'll call you when we get all the toys picked up and Brand's paints stowed once more. He's really good, you think that he should pursue painting?"
Draco smiled. "He loves to paint and actually sits in with me a lot in my studio for private lessons. So yes, I'm going to see about some professional education for him if he doesn't outgrow this as a phase. It will be a hit to the wallet, but I'm going to see about the École des Beaux-Arts for him. Colombe has the in with them anyway since she knows the professor that identified her Monets and Renoirs. Remember it's not what you know..."
Johnston finished. "...it's who you know. And who you can write the big checks to! Either Ni or I will call you back when we get the house cleaned up. Seeya then, Muffin!"
"Looking forward to it, honey!" Draco said as he ended the call.
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Malfoy Manor
Spoiler: Stahlhexe
With a bang of displaced air, Scorpius Apparated into his family's home alongside Albus, Yuri, and this version of his father. He blinked and looked around his father's study curiously.
The ambiance was a mix of familiar and alien. The layout, the paintings, and the furnishings were familiar... mostly. But mixed with them were discordant touches.
Instead of the painting of Grandfather Abrexus next to the door to the Green Parlor, a magical photograph of six young women on stage dressed in short robes, basilisk skin jeans, and with a variety of musical instruments playing in the Great Hall at Hogwarts was hung.
Curious, Scorpius walked over and examined it.
Two of the young women in the band were immediately familiar. Ehren was singing in the center with a look of desperate passionate desire and intensity in her eyes that caused him to shiver. Behind her, Cleopatra was playing a guitar flanked by a silver haired young woman and another who looked identical to Father who were backing her with identical smiles on their faces. A reddish-peach haired girl with her face painted like an Indian was energetically playing the drums. Finally a black haired girl was enraptured as she played the keyboards with her eyes closed and a blissful smile on her face. Over them all a magical illusion flickered and flashed spelling out one word.
STAHLHEXE
Scorpius frowned thoughtfully, then started slightly in surprise as Draco walked to stand at his shoulder. "That's from the Yule ball my Fourth Year. You have met Cleo and Ehren already. Niobe's on Bass Guitar, and your Aunt Nimue, my twin sister, is on Rhythm Guitar. Your Aunt Claire, Ehren's sister, is on keyboards and Johnston's 'the best damn drummer in the US Navy'. Nimi, Claire, and Cleo formed the band and roped the rest in. We still sometimes do gigs for old-times sake, but we were big back in the day as teenagers."
Scorpius nodded, not sure what to say in response to that explanation.
Draco patted him on the shoulder. "I know I'm not your father, but I'd like to share a little advice with you that was shared with me when I was your age, Scorpius. If and when you find something, or someone worthy of your love and devotion, if you follow that love and devotion to the bitter end honorably, you can never go truly wrong. Also, the harder the road to victory, the sweeter the triumph at the end."
Scorpius looked at Draco's face and saw a smile on it that made him look decades younger as he looked at the photograph. The older Malfoy was lost in memories as he spoke quietly. "Back then, when I was your age, I wasn't sure about a lot of things. Not least, my feelings towards Ehren and hers toward me; she had... has trouble expressing herself. I didn't know if she truly loved me back then, until she sang that night. Later I found out that Nimi, Claire, and the others had goaded her into it, helping her articulate feelings on their behalf that she could never express on her own as she was then. Friends are like that. As is family."
Draco's voice was hushed and filled with memories. "She felt tainted by her past, by her heritage, by her origin. She still loved me desperately and deeply, but was willing to destroy that part of herself to not cause us pain since at that time Johnston, Cleo and Niobe had all secured a place in my heart. She loved me and them enough to suffer in silence behind her masks so our happiness would not be hampered by her darkness."
Scorpius nodded and spoke. "But you married her, though."
Draco nodded, still looking at the photograph of the band. "Indeed I did. After I realized what she felt for me despite her best efforts to deny and suppress it, and after I realized that I felt the same way toward her in my turn I found out that the others loved her as I did. Well. We set out to win her hand and her heart. It wasn't easy or simple for us; Ehren is incredibly strong willed and stubborn and was badly damaged back then to boot thanks to no fault of hers. But as I learned on the day she finally accepted my courtship and my engagement ring, the harder the road to victory is, the sweeter the triumph at the end becomes. You'll find that out one day as I did, son. I have faith in you as my loves had faith in me."
A German accented female voice from behind the Malfoy father and son spoke with a note of approval and deep love. "Well said, Liebchen(sweetheart). I brought up a light lunch buffet for everyone."