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Narcissa Malfoy was not a stupid woman. When she cast the spell and it confirmed her fears that, the worst thing to happen in a war, she was pregnant. It wasn't that the child scared her but of what the war and side its parents chose would do that did. She knew her husband, Lucius, was a cruel man and would not shelter the child from himself and his choices. Standing in her room, terrified and alone, she came to a decision one that she would both be proud of and regret; she was going to hide the child away. She thought of many options from running away with her child to giving it to a muggle orphanage but knew that wouldn't work. if she ran away Lucius would search for her and an orphan would such a cruel fate as well as tempting to take the child back. She after an hour of heartbreaking thoughts a decision making came up with a plan and who to go to.
With a heavy heart, Narcissa set out to her cousins. A man who similar to her had lost faith in the Death Eater cause but still followed. When she knocked on the door of the old house she was meet by a familiar face, Regulus Black. The boy was quite similar to his older Gryffindor brother with his dark hair and grey eyes but unlike him, Regulus was stern and serious.
"Narcissa? What brings you here?' Regulus asked his eyebrows fighting to be both lifted and furrowed on his face like confusion and surprise were warring for his features
"Hello, dear. I have something to ask of you if you may let me in. Is your mother around?" Narcissa responded, all grace and soft
"Mother is traveling for a few weeks," Regulus waved her in "What is it you wish to ask me?"
Walking into the house Narcissa replied, " I need you to help me find a way to get away from my husband for a time."
"Why?" Regulus asked but did not sound as if she would not help
They walked to the sitting room as she tried to formulate a response that the young man, no boy really would understand. She cast her gaze down and breathed slowly trying to gather her nerve.
Regulus, bless him, seemed to notice her distress and put a comforting hand on her back.
"Are you ok Cissa?" he asked his normally aloof, posh voice going soft and caring.
"I will be ok. I- I am pregnant, Regulus. I can not force a child into this war especially not with Lucius as a father." she spoke trying to make her voice not tremble
Regulus stared at her for a few moments looking so much like a lost child that Narcissa wanted to walk away and leave him alone but she knew he was her best choice at the moment. She could go to Severus but no one was ever sure what side he was on or like her was in between, Regulus was like her and she knew she could trust him with this.
"What do you need me to do? I am too young to take care of the child if that is what you are asking" He looked confused and terrified at her
"No, little cousin, I just need to find a way to get away from Lucius without raising suspicion. I also need someone to cast the concealment and prenatal charms on me as Lucius often checks my wand.” Narcissa explained
“Ok. But who will you leave the child with?” Regulus asked
“My sister and her husband”
“Bellatrix?” Regulus hissed
Narcissa’s heart and stomach dropped at the thought of her psychotic sister and husband taking care of and raising her child
“No!” Narcissa nearly sobbed in horror “Andromeda and Ted was who I meant”
“Oh, good,” Regulus breathed out in obvious relief “ I will help you”
On a sunny day in June, a doorbell rings in the Black-Tonks household. Little Nymphadora runs to the door and swings it open seeing no one but when she looks down for a package perhaps she sees a bundle with a note on top with her mother’s name.
“Mom! A package has come for you!” She yells heading back to her blocks to build a tower
Andromeda Black-Tonks appears from the kitchen and walks to the door thanking her daughter on the way.
When she opens the door she sees the bundle and takes the note tested on top.
In elegant cursive was written, Andromeda Black-Tonks
After reading the note she had tears running down her face and looked down at the bundle, gently picked it up, and moved the cloth to see a small face. The face although round like any baby's face was somehow also quite pointed and much thinner than her own child at this age. A small tuft of soft white silvery blonde hair was atop it's- no his head.
"Hello, " She consulted the note once again "Draco Regulus Black-Tonks. Welcome home little dragon."