Story of Your Heart (4/?)
By Rosandra May

Juliet watched her mother closely as she described all the beautiful types of clothing that she had worn and had tried on. Her mother's face was filled with happiness, something the little girl had hardly ever seen. She may have been only eight, but even she could see the pain and loneliness in her mother's eyes. What her mother needed was her Father. Father would make everything better once she found him.

Her mother droned on about her eccentric makeup artist, Dawn. Dawn was a pretty name. What she really wanted to hear was how Mommy began to love Father. She scrunched her nose as she thought of Mommy and Father. The two names didn't go. She couldn't begin to call her Mommy ‘Mother’. As for Father, she never met him, so... Grinning at her smartness, she began to whisper the two names over and over again in her head. Mommy and Daddy. Mommy and Daddy. Mommy would be happy again if she had Daddy. She would be happy too. But what about Daddy? Would Daddy be happy as well? She wanted both her parents to be happy.

Glancing at the watch in her hand, she began to rub it rhythmically. She had a secret that she kept from mommy. When mommy asked her what she saw when she first touched Daddy's watch, it wasn't only Daddy that she saw. She saw where Mommy and Daddy would meet up again, as well as the exact date and time as to when this would occur. Their meeting would never happen if she didn't intervene. Moving from her couch to her mother's, she pulled at a nearby blanket, snuggling under the comforting sheets and instinctively hugging her mother. Eyes drowsy and full of sleep, she relented and dreamed of the future, as well as the past.

Virginia watched her daughter sleep. She looked so happy and calm... Sighing, she threw the covers off herself and slid off the couch. Juliet seemed comfortable enough to sleep on the couch. But what if she fell over the edge? Motherly instinct took over as she carefully picked up her daughter, making sure not to wake her. She exited the living room and made her way towards the girl's cheerful bedroom. Placing Juliet on her bed, she tucked the little girl in and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Sweet dreams, Juliet."

Her daughter didn't respond, but then again, she wasn't expecting one. She closed the door, blocking the light from entering her daughter's room. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, she realized it was three in the morning. What was she to do at that hour? Glancing back at her daughter's door, she urged her brain to relax. No harm would come to Juliet if she went out for a while. If someone broke into the apartment, her nosy neighbors would hear and call for help. Nothing at all to be worried about. And what else could she possibly do? She was wide-awake; sleep not even a possibility right now.

Slipping on some slippers and a coat, she walked out of her apartment, making sure to lock the door securely, as well as placing a safety charm - just in case.

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He was drunk. No, he was very drunk. His brain was hurting by even thinking he was drunk. And in his delusional state, he almost thought he saw 'her'. But it wasn't possible. She was gone forever. She didn't exist anymore; at least not to him. So why was he thinking of her now when he was supposed to be over her?

Moaning, he laid his head on the dirty table, ignoring the looks he was getting. He was used to it by now. The pointing irked him a bit, but at least they stayed away. He always knew that he would gain attention, coming from the family he was in after all. Who wouldn't stare at Draco Malfoy, especially when he was drunk as can be? As long as no stupid reporters were around, he would be okay. He would be even better if 'she' were here though.

He banged his head at the very thought of her. “Shit!” he thought as he barely saw the flash of light that could only come from a camera. The reporters had caught on and wouldn't leave him alone until he snuck out the back away. Damn reporters.

He got up from the bar stool he had occupied and glared at everyone watching him still. "There's nothing to see here. Just move along with your mediocre lives," he snarled in great distaste.

His manager would kill him if she found out he had said that to fans, or even potential fans. 'It'll lower sales. You wouldn't want that, would you?' her annoying voice rang through his ears. He needed a vacation bad.

He rushed out of the bar, bumping into a passerby. He didn't bother looking back and apologizing. It just wasn't his style to do that. Let the person get mad. He was angry, so why shouldn't that guy get mad as well? The whole world could get pissed and he wouldn't give a damn.

"Hey you!" a voice yelled out in the night air. Draco moaned. It could only mean trouble. Turning around, he was surprised to see a small sized woman, her eyes blazing with fury.

"Don't you have any manners?" she asked angrily, her hands in tiny fists. "You knock into me and just keep on walking without saying sorry. I consider that rude."

Draco smirked. The woman sure had a temper. It almost reminded him of... He shook his head. His Virginia was meek and mild. She would never yell at someone like this woman was doing now. Then again, people do tend to change. Didn't he?

The woman placed her hands on her hips, awaiting an answer. When she didn't get one, she stormed over towards him. Her eyes widened as she stepped closer. It was the natural reaction though. Everyone knew him. He WAS from one of the most well known bands after all.

"Oh My God." the woman said as she slowly backed away from him, as if his presence was evil or some sort like that. It was not something that Draco had expected though. Once they recognized him, they would be all over him. Why wasn't she? He almost wanted her to ravage his body...

His eyes began to get blurry, due to all the alcohol. He already knew what was coming next. He fainted.

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Virginia sighed in exasperation. This whole day for her was screwed up. First, her daughter finally found out who her father is. Then, she actually bumped into the man. And here she was now, with her ex-fiancé lying on the pavement, snoring rather loudly.

She walked up to him and cringed. He smelt of alcohol and Muggle smoke. She couldn't just leave him here, even if she wanted too. Sure, she still loved the man after all these years, but he had hurt her so badly in the end. She made up her mind. Grabbing hold of his pale white hand, they both shimmered out of existence and appeared outside her flat.

"Well," she said to herself, "Juliet did mention how she wanted to see her father." It also made her suspicious of just how much the little girl actually knew. She did have ESP. Juliet would be a very powerful witch someday.

"Come on you big oaf!" she yelled at the sprawled out man on her floor. She opened the door to her apartment, all the while dragging Draco into the main hallway and away from peering eyes. Just the thought of him there made her think of the neighbors. She shook her head. What would the neighbors say if they ever saw this? She would have laughed if this had happened to someone else. Sadly enough, it would be she who would be getting all the laughs.

"Mommy?" a tired voice said through the nearly empty hall. Virginia dropped the arm she was holding and blocked off the sight of 'the strange man on the floor'. Juliet appeared, rubbing her eyes from heavy sleep.

"Juliet, dear, go back to sleep. We have so many fun things to do in the morning!" Virginia said, through a very fake and overly cheerful voice.

Juliet eyed the body behind her mother yet did what she was told. Turning around, she slowly walked back to her room, only to stop in her tracks and face her mother, her own pale face full of curiosity. "You didn't kill anyone, did you Mommy?"

The little girl's eyes landed back to the figure in the middle of the hall. Virginia began to laugh nervously. "Of course not, honey. Just go to your room please. Be a good girl and go to sleep."

She nodded her head and entered her room, shutting the door behind her.

Virginia tried to lift Draco onto the nearby couch, but it just wasn't possible. He was just too big and heavy for her. She grabbed a decorative pillow off of her couch and placed it under Draco's head. She then got the duvet that was folded neatly on a chair and tossed it over his body. She quickly kissed his cheek and sighed, dropping her tired body on the loveseat. Closing her eyes, she too fell asleep.

The next morning, Draco woke up with a start. Blinking his eyes, he looked down to see himself fully dressed. He sighed in relief. He froze soon enough as he realized that he wasn't at his home. Upon careful observation, he realized that he had been sleeping in someone else's living room on the carpeted floor.

"Hello." A voice broke out through the silence. He turned around slowly to see a girl of about eight. She had pale blond hair and cinnamon brown eyes. She smiled up at him and giggled. "Will you stay any longer?"

Maybe the girl was older? She sounded at least ten. "I don't wish to impose..."

"No worries!" the girl said cheerfully. "My mother wouldn't mind. She's still sleeping though, so we need to be quiet," she said, pointing to a red headed beauty resting on the couch.

Draco nodded his head as he got up from the floor, stretching his limbs and yawning rather loudly. "What's your name, kid?"

She glared at him, hating to be called 'kid', but decided to ignore it. "My name is Juliet. What's yours?" Juliet wasn't dumb. She knew exactly who this was.

He grinned. That was the only good thing about the younger generation. They wouldn't really know about his band, or anything about him. They were too young to be into rock music.

"I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy."

Her warm brown eyes were suddenly full of mischief as she led him to the kitchen. "Are you married, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked innocently enough.

Draco opened up the refrigerator and took out the carton full of orange juice. "Never, and I don't think I ever will." Searching through the cabinets, he finally found a glass and poured himself some orange juice.

"How come, Mr. Malfoy? Aren't you lonely?" Juliet questioned, eyes all on him as he gulped down the orange juice in haste.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, not caring about his manners around the girl. All proper upbringings left him as he made himself comfortable at a nearby chair, slouching as low as he could before he fell off. He glared at the curious girl who was asking way too many questions so early in the morning. "Why don't you run along now so I can have some peace?"

Juliet shook her head in disagreement, "I wouldn't be the proper hostess if I did that. Want to play tea party?" Her eyes sparkled at her idea, already tugging at Draco's hand.

"I don't think that's a good idea..." Draco said, but the little girl didn't accept no for an answer.

A few minutes later, Draco was forced to sit in a little plastic chair, holding a fake cup that was supposedly full of hot tea. Stuffed animals and that sort surrounded him, some of them moving with the use of magic, others unnervingly still.

"I'll be right back!" the girl giggled as she ran out the door.

Soon enough, the girl came back dragging what had to be her mother. Her eyes widened as she saw him, and then began to laugh hysterically.

"I can't believe this." He heard the woman say as she sat down across from him. She looked rather familiar... He gasped. It was the crazy woman he bumped into last night. "Oh god..."

Juliet looked at the two of them impishly. "I am Juliet, your hostess this morning." She grinned, "This is our visitor, Mr. Draco Malfoy. And this," she waved her hand in the direction of her mother, "is Ms. Virginia."

"Nice to meet you again Mr. Malfoy." Virginia snickered as she saw the look of recognition light up on his pale face.

"Virginia Weasley?" he asked weakly, eyes wide. He then realized the girl next to him, her daughter... Gods, Ginny was married!

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A/N: I changed my writing style a tad bit. Hope you won't mind. ;) Sorry it took forever to get this out. I kept rewriting it until I gave up on it and just wrote a whole new chapter. hehe... Also, thanks so much Amy (w&m_law) for editing this chapter!

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SAngel: Me luv cloths and makeup too! It was fun to write about Ginny getting a makeover. I always wanted to do that. I wanna be a rock star. *sigh*

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TK: thanks! Hopefully I'll make you all happy with the ending, whenever that happens.

Rena K. Stilton: I guess not. I won't delete those stories. I luv them too much. It'll just take me awhile to write them though. It was fun writing about the makeover. And as you can see, Juliet does see her father in this chapter. ;)

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