𝓘𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓸𝓾𝓼

CHAPTER 9

If you know anyone who is suddenly feeling bolder, more confident (in a non-productive way) As though they are not caring for themselves. PLEASE check up on them. Just know If you are going through something where you are not feeling worthy enough and as though you just want to give up, know that im here. Private message me, and Ill answer as fast as I can. I will ALWAYS be here for you. I love you all so much. So much.

DONT think you can burden me with your lives, there is NOTHING more important than you. Know that.

-NOW Impetuous-

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Athena was confound. She didn't know what to think about the mere 20 minutes she encountered after Mr. Malfoys office. What was she thinking asking him questions about what they were. She had known- hardly known to say the least- about him for only 3 days. What did she think he would say. She was stupid to think about that. He was her 'boyfriends'-Soon to be fiancés- father. 

She needed to block the craved possessiveness over him, but how? How was she just supposed to stop? Was the title of his name, and family heritage not enough to scare her away?

The soft fabric of his green quiditch shirt felt ecstatic against her skin.

But what would her father say? Was he even going to notice her presence at the Potter residence? 

She stood outside the grand doors of their new home, just recently bought. One thing Athena made out was that her parents never really stayed in one spot. She assumed it was still the fear of Voldemort returning and finding them so easily. 

What would they think of her choice of outfit? She didn't have any clothes here, so her best option would be to go into her parents room. 

She would think about her 'feelings' another time, but for now, she had to find a way to hide the fact that she was wearing her fathers enemy's jersey. 

She creaked the door, checking for any rustling or noise that didn't belong to her. 

With a sudden burst of confidence she pushed it completely open, and dashed through. The potter residence was nearly half as small as the Malfoy's, however, it was still so large. She knew where her parents room was, though she rarely stayed with them, she darted her head in every way until she walked up to the main staircase. She kept her eyes on her feet trying her hardest to create no noise. It had worked, and she was now entering a large hallway, which at the end she would be met with her parents bedroom. 

She began walking when a surprised voice interrupted her,

"Miss Athena, so lovely to see you- would you like me to get your parents?" She slowly turned around to be met with a beautiful lady. She had blonde golden locks that curled near her shoulders. Her chin was pointed into a womanly manor. 

She was dressed in maid clothes. Skimpy, she would add. 

"I- who are you?" Athena asked cautiously. 

The woman took a step closer as Athena stayed put. The woman cleared her throat.

"My apologies, my name is Emilia, Im your maid, as well as the rest of your family."

Athena held a confused look. 

"What happened to the elves?" She asked full of skeptism.

"Your father said it seemed fit the potters had real maids instead of elves. He said the look of elves discusted him, touching his food, he needed someone who could tend to his needs." Emilia shifted uncomfortably. Athena was still puzzled.