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CELESTE FELT LIKE A 

four years old again, crying in her parents arms. Her mother was there and so was her father. Her twin brother had joined the hug, making the family of four finally be a family of four again. There were no words to describe how it felt for Narcissa and Lucius, to have their daughter back. 

Narcissa had had her back once but now, it felt even more real because it was Celeste's own choice. Lucius' heart was full, he was tired and exhausted from Azkaban but he hasn't felt this good in a long long time.

"Daddy," Celeste whispered through her tears as she held onto her father tighter. Growing up, Celeste thought the world of him. He was always there for her, no matter what and he swore to protect her. Unfortunately his promises weren't filled because of Dumbledore's actions but that didn't mean that he wasn't serious about them when he made them.

Lucius let out a deep chuckle. "Yes princess?" He asked softly and gently stroked Celeste's Malfoy blonde hair.

Celeste tilted her head so she could look into her father's eyes. "Princess?" She frowned, making her mother and father laugh at her unpleased look.

"She doesn't like to be called that," Narcissa sighed lovingly and kissed the top of Celeste's head.

"All right then," Lucius said, partly feeling like he has been stabbed. His little girl didn't like to be called princess anymore but then again, she was no longer a little girl.

Carefully, Celeste removed herself from her parents although her mother still held her hand and her father had his hands on her shoulders, neither one of them wanted to really let go. Celeste smiled at them, her tears stained cheeks blushing.

"I'm so happy you're here," Narcissa sniffed and fought against the fresh tears that had appeared to her eyes. "I thought I had lost you again."

"I'm so sorry," Celeste bit her lip and squished her mother's hand. "I just needed some time to think."

Narcissa nodded and tried her best to flash a small smile to her daughter. "I know sweetheart."

"I don't want to interrupt this but could we go and sit?" Draco spoke up, realizing that they were all still standing, and he had been up for several hours. He walked over to the couch and gestured his family to sit down as well. 

Celeste grinned at her brother and let go of her mother's hand and followed him, their parents walking just behind her. There they were, all four Malfoys. Draco sitting next to his father and Celeste squished between her parents, both of them still holding her hands. 

"How are you feeling?" Lucius asked carefully from his daughter.

"Good," Celeste grinned and looked at his father whose eyes were filled with tears. "Don't cry," she said almost chuckling.

"She doesn't like that either," Narcissa said, caressing Celeste's cheek.

Lucius smiled and nodded. "Merlin, you look just like your mother," he sighed. "I always knew that you will."

"That's what I've heard," Celeste chuckled.

For few minutes, no one said anything. They didn't really know what to say, without breaking down. 

"He took me because he wanted to protect me," Celeste said, breaking the silence in the room. She knew what her family wanted to ask her. "He knew that He will come back eventually."

Lucius frowned and glanced at his wife before looking at his daughter again. "What are you talking about?" He asked.

"You wanted to know, why Dumbledore took me," Celeste sighed and leaned her head against her father's shoulder. "Dumbledore took me, to protect me from Him."

There was another moment of silence, both of her parents trying to process what Celeste had just said while trying to figure out what to say. Draco kept staring at his sister, millions of questions flying across his mind. He took a deep breath before opening his mouth.

"How do you know?" He finally asked carefully, earning a small smile from his sister.

"Dumbledore thinks that I have seers abilities," Celeste said and glanced at her mother and father. "He wants to use me, according to Dumbledore."

On that note Narcissa wrapped her arms around her daughter's torso and buried her face to her hair. While Narcissa kept crying and apologizing over and over again, Lucius had got up from the couch and had walked over to the fireplace. He took a moving photograph from the shelf and walked back to his family. He carefully moved Narcissa slightly away from Celeste so the girl could look at the photograph.

Celeste took the photograph and smiled, it was of her and Draco, when they were born. Baby Celeste was in a pink blanket, held by their mother while Draco was in a blue one, their father holding him. Narcissa looked at the photograph as well, and couldn't help but wonder why things couldn't stay the way they were in the photograph. Perfect.

"I'm so sorry" Lucius sighed and placed a soft kiss on the crown of Celeste's head.

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A new father, Lucius Malfoy, sat at one of the many meetings he attends to. His friends laughing and plotting around him, his Lord bragging about his accomplishments although half of those were done by his followers, Lucius included. 

"Lucius," the snake alike voice said to Lucius as the tall, pale man with features just like his voice, approached the Malfoy man and his wife who was sitting right next to him.

Narcissa dreaded these meetings, she was a true believer of the blood purity but she wasn't a big  fan when it came to Death Eaters actions, murder, torture, to name a few. She swallowed  as their Lord's footsteps got closer to them with every step.

"Yes My Lord?" Lucius asked confidently but without seeming too cocky.

"I haven't seen you and Narcissa here for awhile, but then again congratulations are in order. Am I correct that your children were born merely two weeks ago?" The Dark Lord asked. "As I can clearly see that your wife isn't pregnant anymore."

Lucius cleared his throat, if there was something he didn't want to do, it was to talk about his two little angels with the Dark Lord and Death Eaters. "Yes My Lord, they're almost two weeks old now."

Dark Lord gave Lucius a slimy grin before turning to Narcissa who had her hand clasped to her husband's. "And how are you feeling Narcissa? Two babies, must be exhausting."

"I'm good, thank you My Lord," Narcissa answered quickly, she didn't want to induce this conversation any further.

Dark Lord nodded approvingly and for a moment it seemed like he was going to leave it there. "A boy and  girl, I heard," he said, startling the new parents. "Well, I can only hope that the two of them will join me like their parents have," he said with a nasty voice and glared at Lucius and Narcissa once more, making shivers traveling across their spines.

After their meeting, Lucius and Narcissa got home as fast as possible and spent the rest of the evening in their bed, their two little babies with them. 

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"He wants to use me," Celeste said quietly. 

Lucius flinched and fixated his eyes to his wife's, who has never looked more scared. "We won't let him," he assured, although he knew that no matter what, it wasn't really up to them. "Maybe we could send you somewhere, until is safe."

After hearing his suggestion, Narcissa had jumped up and found her way to the darkest corner of the room. She leaned against the wall, her palm pressed against her chest. If she didn't know that it was physically impossible for her heart to dig its way out of her chest, she would had been sure now it was the time. 

"Cissa," Lucius sighed and got up as well, and walked over to his wife.

"Why?" Narcissa whispered and let her tears fall. "Why can't I have her? Why does everyone wants to take her away from me?" She cried before steading herself away from the wall and throwing her arms around her husband's neck.

Celeste's heart broke, it was true. Every time, someone tries to take her away from her parents. First it was Dumbledore, then it was Celeste herself and now again. But what Celeste didn't know, was that her mother was also talking about the time she was born. That time, when it seemed like the world didn't want Narcissa Malfoy to have her daughter in the first place.

"Mommy," Celeste sighed and walked over to her mother. When she reached her, she placed her palms on her cheek, just the way she always does to her. Celeste used her fingertips to wipe her tears. "Maybe He doesn't want to use me. What I've heard, everything is working out for Him. I will be just fine."

Narcissa shook her head. "No I don't need you to be just fine. I need you to be safe, better than safe and if sending you away is what keeps you safe.." she started but was interrupted by a sob escaping her lips. She took a deep breath and collected herself again. 

"Oh no, if I had known. I wouldn't had begged you to come, you wouldn't be in danger. For the love of Merlin and Morgana, you shouldn't even be here now," the mother started to panic. "He could come here any time and, and...."

Celeste leaned over to her mother and kissed her cheek, making her stop rambling and panicking. "I came here, voluntarily. So if I am in danger now, it is not your fault," Celeste assured her mother who now leaned her forehead against Celeste's.

"I love you my girl," Narcissa managed to said.

Lucius gently stroked Celeste's hair, trying to take in the moment the family was having but then the door slammed open and a draught of cold travelled to the room. All four Malfoys turned their heads towards the doorway, only to see a tall pale man, with snake alike features, his red eyes pierced at Celeste. A smirk creep on his lips as he sighed. 

"Aah, little miss Malfoy is home," he said.