7- Mothers Truth

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I was stood facing my mother with no emotion on my face, I wasn't giving anything away until I knew how she'd react to seeing me. I was only a baby when she had been ripped away from me a few days after my father's murder. She was now looking at her fourteen-year-old daughter, I got most of my genes from my mother. Same green eyes, both were bright but my mother's held a certain faraway look, we both had brown hair but mine was a few shades lighter than hers. While my hair lay around my shoulders in loose curls my mother's hair was pulled back into a ponytail but some hair had escaped the tie and wove wildly around her face. She was pale and still malnourished and I could see her soul was trying to repair itself but after thirteen years in Azkaban that was going to be a hard task.

"Adria" My mother tested my name on her tongue and I was surprised to hear how soft and broken her voice was, I nodded silently and a ghost of a smile appeared on her face, "You've grown into a beautiful girl, just like we knew you would"

We. meaning her and my father and I felt a pang of loss in my chest and a lump formed in my throat, which I tried to clear with a cough, Malfoy quickly brought me some water and I downed it in one go. My mother was now looking at Malfoy with curious eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't ask your name," My mother said, I could see her trying to smile but she couldn't quite manage it, my heart went out to my mother and I felt an uncontrollable surge of anger for the Potters. They made my mother this person, they had ruined her.

"Draco Malfoy" Malfoy offered with a smile, "I go to school with your daughter"

"Both Slytherins, I assume" Mother had now found her legs and she sat in a seat that was next to Narcissa, I returned to my seat next to Malfoy, and all at once food appeared on the table and we began to eat.

"Yes, ma'am" Malfoy replied and I grabbed my refilled glass for a drink to hide my smile at Malfoy's politeness, of course, Malfoy spotted this and playfully nudged me in the ribs.

"Just call me, Elena please, 'ma'am' always makes me feel older than I am," My mother said and a smile had become more prominent on her face and it was getting stronger each moment the conversation continued. "I'm glad my daughter had someone with her" my food went down the wrong way which caused a coughing fit, Malfoy quickly came to my aid with some water and rubbed my back while I calmed down, I downed the water quickly and wiped the tears from my face.

"I'm so sorry" I breathed out when I was sure the coughing had stopped and I felt my face flush with embarrassment.

"It's okay, Adria, It happens to the best of us," Lucius said with a kind smile, and once again I was surprised at Lucius' kindness towards me.

"Actually, Elena, we only started getting close at the beginning of the year" Malfoy explained and my mother shot me a look and I ducked my head back down.

"Oh," My mother said and shared a confused look with Narcissa, "I thought Sev had arranged for you to stay here last summer"

"He did" I answered, "I kept to myself for three years before someone wore me down" I bumped Malfoy's shoulder with mine and he smiled brightly at me.

"Why did you isolate yourself so much?" My mother asked and I looked up at her, I was surprised by the motherly concern in her eyes.

"I had to" I admitted and I felt Malfoy's eyes staring into the side of my face, "If I didn't then I would have been expelled in my first week"

"Adria!" Narcissa and my mother both scolded me and I shared an amused look with the Malfoy men.

"Why would you have been expelled?" Lucius asked me with a raise of his eyebrows and I cast a quick look at my mother when I replied.

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