A Magical Summer

Chapter One- Innocence

Don't Let It Go Away

This Feeling has got to stay

Don't let it go away

This feeling has got to stay

And I can't believe I've had this chance now

Don't Let It Go Away

New, You're so new

You, you're new

And I've never had this taste in the past

New, you're so new

-No Doubt

"What's this? Are you breaking? Is the great wizard I once respected going down the drain?" She raised her eyes from the copy of The Daily Prophet she had been reading and smirked at the man beside her.

"Quiet, Iliac. I was just thinking about some things..." His voice trailed off.

"Care to share, love?" She snickered, her cold ice blue eyes glazing over.

"I think we should invite our old friends Lucius and Narcissa for dinner...what do you think...?" he asked his wife.

"But you hate them! Wait...you're up to something, aren't you?" She raised her eyebrows at her husband, her indifferent sapphire eyes filled with amusement. She pulled back her raven hair and looked at him commendably.

"Well I was just thinking...that it would be good if Scylla married into a respectable family...like the Malfoy family." He sighed and shook his head. His wife beamed at him.

"So...how is tomorrow night sounding, darling? Oh! I'll have to help Scylla get ready, no way in hell am I going to let her come to dinner in those flamboyant muggle clothes! And let me tell you that over my dead body will someone screw this up! OH! I'll send Narcissa an owl right away!" His wife scuttled out of the kitchen and into the small room in the back of their vast house that kept their two owls, Artemis and Demeter.

"Gosh, Iliac! It's like you were planning this since her birth," he muttered to himself, not expecting his wife to overhear his whining.

"Actually, Andrew, Narcissa and I have been friends since before she was married. When we were in our seventh year, we promised to keep in touch. We also pledged that if we both had children of around the same age, we would either make them confidants or husband and wife." She paused attaching a piece of parchment onto Artemis's leg. "It didn't occur to us that our husbands would have any say in it. We were so innocent then. You know, I wouldn't have thought that she would have married Lucious, I thought I would be the one to marry him, considering the huge passion he felt for me." Andrew's eyes bulged at her last sentence.

"W-what? He felt a passion for you? W-what is that supposed to mean? I swear Iliac if he put a finger on you I'll smash his head up so bad he'll be uglier than he was before he had all of those plastic surgeries!" His face was red with rage. His wife merely chuckled her wispy laugh and put her hand on her husband's shoulder and gently whispered in his ear.

"You know, he didn't have plastic surgery at all. He was very handsome as a boy...he still is, you know." She smiled innocently and went into the other room, leaving her husband quite bemused. After she was long gone he finally understood her statement.

"What do you mean still is? Iliac...are you saying that I'm not? Err, Iliac? Iliac!" He sighed and walked up the plush steps to his office, where he began filling out the papers his boss, Lucious himself, had assigned him. Silently thinking, what have I gotten Scylla into?