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(Unknown 1980)

In a barren land, a storm thundered on, echoing the misery that was misfortune. The night was dark and cloudy, it was pitch black for the moon was hidden this very night. Occasional flashes of lightning struck down from the sky, briefly lighting the night like a torch. Among the desolate environment, a manor could be seen. It was the only source of life, but at this time one's flame was on the verge of being extinguished.

"Push my lady, you must push." A woman in white robes urged.

A woman bound to the bed screamed. "Arggghh." This was a troubled night for her, but it was also a night that she longed for. Her skin was pale, deathly so. Her body and robes felt constricting, even though they were loose. Her robes were soaked in sweat from her efforts during the night.

"My lady…" The white robed woman began.

The bound lady's face contorted. "S-shut up." She let out in ragged breaths.

"You have to keep on…" The woman insisted.

"Yes! I bloody know what to do." The lady snarled out. She was in pain, so much so that it hurt to hold conversation. Colour rushed towards her cheeks, for she was incredibly tense and her labour made her squeeze the muscles in her face.

The lady took quick breaths. While her eyes were open, she took in the room around her. It was depressing to see the room so empty. Yes the room was filled with enough furniture, jewels and paintings to make the queen blush, but it was missing something more organic.

It was a dark time in the woman's life, she made many mistakes in her youth, so many regrets. She only wished that she could turn the clock backwards and change a few things…but she knew her momentary desire could never be more than a fantasy. She had put herself in this lonely life that she now lived and she had to live with her decisions. At least she now had something to live for, someone to share happiness with.

She saw the robed woman in the process of protesting yet again, so before she complained, the lady redoubled her efforts. Her face made an ugly expression as she attempted to purge the purity within her, so it may serve as a light in this dark world. "Hah, hah, urrgggh." She pushed with all her might.

"I can see it my lady, one more push should do the trick." The white robed woman exclaimed excitedly.

The woman felt so much pain, she felt like she was going to die, but if she were to sacrifice herself then she would happily do so for her baby to live. She scrunched up her face and tensed up, readying herself for one final endeavor. "Ahhhhhh!" She screamed as she felt a presence free themselves from her body.

The lady felt drained. She breathed heavily and felt incredibly drowsy. She felt as if she had just gone against the Dark Lord himself and won. She forced herself to stay awake for she could never forgive herself for missing her child's first moments.

She heard cooing in the distance. "Anna, let me be one with my child." She demanded of her caretaker.

"He's beautiful my lady." Anna said as she passed the boy over to his mother.

As the woman felt her babe in her arms for the first time, she knew right then that she would never let him go. She eyed a tuft of silvery blond hair on the boys scalp. The boy's face was puffy with fat, and his cheeks were ever so rosy. His eyes were shut tight, but she could make out the big circles that covered them, her son would be very beautiful when he grew up, that was for sure. As she held him in her arms she realized one very crucial fact, her son had yet to make a sound.

Suddenly alarmed she alerted the caretaker of the new development. "Anna! Anna! Come here at once." She shouted.

Heavy and fast footsteps were heard. "What has happened my lady?" Anna asked of her mistress.

Anna looked at the dishevelled form of her mistress and knew the issue was serious. She spoke her mind once again when she saw her mistress sobbing. "My lady? Narcissa please tell me what's wrong." She begged.

She didn't answer, but looked at her child. 'Is something wrong with the child?' Anna thought. "My lady, please tell me what the problem is." She again begged.

"My son." Narcissa sniffed. "Why is he so quiet? I had thought he was asleep, but he hasn't moved either! What has happened to my child?" She screamed at her caretaker.

"Will you let me take a look?" Anna asked while reaching out. Narcissa looked extremely hesitant to part with her son. "Please Narcissa, please understand that I need to examine the child. I promise no harm shall come to him." She said while intently meeting the fierce mother's eyes.

Narcissa's eyes burned for a moment, but she relented. "If you hurt him I won't forgive you." She said while giving her baby over to Anna.

As soon as Anna received the boy, she began to check signs of life from the boy. The boy was warm, but that was to be expected as he has just emerged from his mother's womb. He was not moving…and not breathing either, this was bad. She took out her wand and shot out a diagnostic spell. She decided not to share the results. She decided to try anything she could. "My lady, if you will I can try to use some techniques to heal your child." She asked her mistress.

Narcissa looked ghastly. "Please just save my child…I'll do anything." She begged.

Anna nodded. "Tergeo." She cast to clean the babe of any dirt and blood that caked his skin. She would need to see if his breathing was being restricted. "Anapneo." She cast and waited. The spell was meant to clear airways. After a minute of no new development she began to panic. "Episkey!" She cast desperately. She had only one last spell to cast. "Reparifors!" She waited and she waited. Suddenly Narcissa burst into tears behind her.

"My lady!" Anna cried. "I'm…I'm sorry for my incompetence." She said in a quiet voice.

Narcissa held nasty thoughts in her head. She wondered where it all went wrong for her. Was this nightmare of a situation the result of fate's twisted justice? Throughout her life she looked down on others, always thinking that she was a wolf among the sheep. She had wronged so many people. How many people has died because of her? Among her biggest regrets was joining the Dark Lord himself. Her husband may have convinced her partly, but the actual decision to join was her own. The initiation into the ranks of his followers was a night she wished she never remembered. How that night she managed to slip into such depravity, she will never know. She grit her teeth cursing those above for taking the one good thing in her life.

Unbeknownst to all, in another universe this very moment caused a very dark future, one where the world would eventually cease to exist.

Narcissa shut her dark thoughts away. In this moment she only felt anger and the majority of it was directed towards her own husband. "How could that bastard just leave me here like this?" She snarled out with icy venom.

Anna was confused. "My lady?"

Narcissa ignored her. "That bastard actually stooped to a whole new level." She began laughing madly. "I bore him a son and he shuns this family. Of course the glorious Lucius Malfoy would be absent for both his son's birth and funeral."

Anna looked worried, Narcissa was showing all the signs of becoming psychotic and developing apathy. She suddenly feared for her own safety, but did not even dare to leave her mistress in her current state. "Narcissa please relax, I'll call Lucius to come here at once." She begged.

Narcissa gave her an empty look. "Don't bother, he's probably hunting muggles or doing some other sick thing. If he were to come home right now boasting about his 'conquest' to me, I could not guarantee what would happen." She spit out.

Anna gave her a look. "Give me the boy, maybe he should rest somewhere comfortably and be at peace." She told Narcissa.

Narcissa gave her a dangerous look. "You'll take my child from me only when my body turns cold." She warned.

Anna backed away from her. Anna decided that she should give her mistress some space to clear her head and grieve. "By your leave my mistress." She said.

Narcissa, not looking at her waved her off. "Leave me." She grit out grinding her teeth.

Anna did not wait to be told twice and bolted out of the room. As soon as Narcissa was alone she completely broke down. She held her babe to her chest and rocked back and forth on her bed. Her baby was moist and she did not know if was from her tears or her body heat. She sobbed loudly, cursing all who still lived when her only source of joy did not.

After half an hour of wallowing in her own misfortune she decided to lay her baby down on the bed to rest. She feared he still felt the immense pressure from her grip and was suffering from it. She stared at her baby boy. She caressed his cheeks, there was no life in him yet his cheeks and face was full of life. She kissed his forehead deeply.

"I'm so sorry young one, I'm so sorry." She cried.

She didn't even realize she got up till she reached the window. Her subconscious brought her to this destination and she realized why. She pushed open the window and almost immediately a harsh wind whipped her hair around and slapped her face. The rain was blown into the room and in the process, soaked Narcissa's gown. She gazed at the night sky and did not see a light in it at all. 'How fitting' she thought for her own light had been diminished this very night. No stars lit the night and the moon hid itself from the young mother's gaze, if you looked in her eyes you would see darkness ready to consume all.

In the distance lightning could be seen flashing briefly illuminating the height at which the room Narcissa resided in stood. Narcissa looked at the ground and smiled sadly. She decided that if she could not join her child in this life, then she would join him in the next. As she put one foot on the window ledge the door to the room broke down.

"Carpe retractum!" A voice shouted out. A wispy thin cord made of an orange light wrapped around Narcissa and pulled her back. It was only powerful enough to yank her off the windowsill and only a few feet backwards. Narcissa turned her head angrily to the heavy footsteps closing in on her subdued form.

"Have you lost your mind!?" Anna screeched.

Narcissa greeted her with a grim look that spoke murder. "Why did you attack me Anna?" She grit out slowly.

Anna was stunned. "Attack you…have you lost your mind! You were about to jump to your death and me saving your life seems malicious to you?" She questioned incredulously. She put her hand on Narcissa's head to check if she was ill.

"Take your hand off of me and let me go at once." Narcissa demanded.

Anna stopped her examination of Narcissa, but refused to let her go. "Not until you calm down. Look I know this is hard for you, but speak to me, do not suffer alone in this. Let me grieve with you and ease your burden." Anna told her while staring intently into Narcissa's eyes.

Narcissa met her stare for a few seconds and then her eyes started to tear up once again. She tried to hold the pain in, to bottle it up and never let it see the light of day, but she realized she could never be strong enough to face the death of her child. "Anna, it hurts inside. I feel so empty. I ask myself over and over, why I must be destined to be alone in this cruel world. First it was my sham of a marriage, the joy I felt marrying the man who I told I loved with all heart, the man who I still love, but the fact that he prefers the company of others over his own kin is disheartening. I remember when I first got pregnant…Anna please pass me my son." She let out.

Anna wiped her eyes and looked sadly at her mistress, she knew at her very core she was not as bad as people claimed her to be, she was simply misunderstood. She looked one last time at Narcissa and got up and went over to the bed to cradle the poor child in her arms. She treated the boy like he was glass, like he was fragile. As she walked back over to Narcissa she could only think back on how much of a disaster this night truly was.

She undid the spell binding Narcissa and handed the babe to her. She was not afraid of Narcissa jumping off the ledge anytime soon as she highly doubted that she would ever harm her child…or what was left of him.

Narcissa cooed at the boy smiling and held him close.

Unbeknownst to the occupants of the room, the window was still open and outside the lightning storm got more intense, striking the ground closer and closer to the manor.

"When I first got pregnant I thought my luck was finally turning around. Lucius for the first few months was giving me more attention than ever, always standing at my side asking if I needed anything. As the months went by I saw less and less of him, but I excused it at the time because I knew the Dark Lord forced him on missions to purge the filth. I did not care too much because it was the beginning of something new." She sighed. "If only I knew then that it was the beginning of the end."

Anna decided to distract her. "What was your plan for your son? Any ambitions?" She asked.

Narcissa looked at her son and sighed. "Sadly our minds were too occupied with the war, we never really had the luxury to enjoy a fantasy even though we wished for it. However, we always wished our child greatness, if he wanted to pursue politics, then we could offer him a seat in the Wizengamot. If he wanted to start a business then we could have supplied him with the capital to start such a venture. We already even had a girl in mind for him to marry. If he had been born a girl, we would also have someone to betroth the child to. We never made anything official though, that's for sure." Narcissa laughed lightly.

Anna smiled. "What about the name? Did you to ever decide to name him anything?" Anna asked.

Narcissa thinned her lips. "We could never actually decide on anything. Lucius and I would always fight hours every day on what to call our child. Some of the names suggested we outright ridiculous. You know he wanted to call our child if he was a boy, Lucius the second. When he suggested that name to me I laughed and rolled on the ground. How full of yourself do you have to be to name your child after yourself?" She joked lightly.

Anna chuckled. "Well what is it?" She asked.

Narcissa raised a brow. "You're going to have to be a bit more specific than that." She said.

Anna smiled. "The name. What is the name?" She asked cheerfully.

Narcissa smiled weakly. "I already told you we did not decide on anything." She replied.

Anna rolled her eyes. "No I mean what do you want the child to be called? Every person at the very least deserves a name and I think your son would be more than worthy of such an honour." She stated. "I mean it's not like Lucius is here, so that means you have free reign on choosing a name." She grinned.

Narcissa was saddened by the sudden reminder that her husband was not with her at this difficult period of time, but lightened up at the prospect of choosing a name for her son. "You know what I don't…" Whatever Narcissa was about to say was suddenly cut off as thunder roared close to their ears and a flash of lightning struck the room, knocking back all the occupants.

A fire raged inside the room, mostly near the window. Lightning danced around the manor and the sound of thunder never faltered even for a moment. The clouds above the sky spun and soon a vortex could be seen in the sky. The movement of clouds caused the moon to reveal itself for a few seconds and aim a few rays into the manor for a brief moment, washing the occupants in the light.

Narcissa was the first to get up. She looked around her and noticed her caretaker getting up after her. They both felt delirious and their bodies ached. Something felt off to Narcissa, but she could not place what it was.

She turned her gaze towards the light in her peripheral vision. As both women turned their heads they panicked at this sight. A fire was raging inside the room.

"What the hell has happened?" Narcissa asked. Suddenly she realized something familiar was missing. "Oh no! My baby, what has happened to my son?" She yelled.

She looked at the fire raging and noticed her son in the middle of the flames resting on the ground. Without even thinking, Narcissa rushed forward towards her son ignoring the blazing heat.

Anna was knocked out of her stupor as Narcissa dashed madly across the fiery room. She quickly cast a charm to extinguish the flames. She then ran after her mistress.

Narcissa grabbed her son and examined every inch of his skin for any blemish, but found none. Funny enough the cloth that was wrapped around her son had burned and perished in the flames, but her son's skin remained white as snow. The flames around her died and she suddenly froze. Something not even in her wildest dreams just occurred. She felt movement.

Anna rushed over towards Narcissa and began casting healing spells on her, but she still stood still. "Narcissa are you alright? Did you burn yourself anywhere?" She asked.

"My son…" Narcissa said in tears.

Anna whipped her head to the babe. "Is he alright…" She said and was soon shocked out her mind.

"Ahhhh urrghh ahhhh." The baby opened its mouth and started to cry. As the minutes passed by his cries grew in intensity. He soon started shaking in Narcissa's grip and she tightened her hold on him in joy.

After a while Anna was knocked out of her shock. "How? Just…just how is this possible? The baby was gone, I know because I personally checked, just how could this have happened?" Anna asked in shock.

Narcissa looked at Anna and gave her a smile. "You are the healer. You tell me." She said.

Anna stiffened for a moment and started to scratch her head thinking. "I don't know maybe that lightning restarted his heart, but that couldn't be possible. If anything the boy should still be static if that was the case." She answered incredulously.

Narcissa looked back at her son at smiled. "Does it matter, my prince is alive and that is all that matters."

Anna just stared at the child who seemed to defy all the laws of reality. She asked herself how long was that baby in the fire, she was trained in the medical arts so she knew she was knocked out cold for at least ten minutes, maybe more. Just how did that boy survive and more incredibly how did he come back to life. She felt annoyed that the questions she asked herself would never be answered.

"Draco." Narcissa suddenly said.

Anna turned to her. "What?" She asked.

"His name. Just like a dragon, my son himself was born from the flames. He met the fire and made it kneel before him just like any great dragon would." Narcissa said as she caressed her son. "He will one day fly above and achieve greatness."

Anna held a neutral face. "It is quite catchy, I have to admit."

"Draco." Narcissa said to her son and smiled when he opened his eyes slightly. She was correct, her son's eyes were beautiful. He suddenly started crying again and soon fell asleep.

Narcissa held Draco close to her and relaxed when she heard his soft breaths on her. "You should go to sleep Anna, I think I'll lie here on the ground with Draco for some more time." Narcissa told Anna.

Anna shrugged her shoulders and walked away. Before she left the room she took one last look at the mysterious boy and left the room.

(Unknown)

I woke up feeling ragged and sore. I breathed deeply and cried out. My body felt alien and I could not describe it for the life of me. For a time I felt cold, then suddenly I felt warmth and heat. It was very soothing. I don't know how long I laid on the ground, but I was suddenly thrust in the air and I began to breathe heavily.

I fought against the urge to fall into unconsciousness with all my might. Every breath I took felt pained and I do not know why I cried out. I tried opening my eyes, but I could only make out outlines of light. It hurt to look for more than a few seconds.

I reached my limit, I was falling back into unconsciousness. Suddenly I heard someone. "Draco." The figure of light said. Wait, what? I breathed heavily and tried to move myself, but I was quickly running out of energy, the last thing I saw and felt was the figure of light gripping me tight. Soon everything turned to oblivion.