"Mum! Do you happen to know where I left my jumper?" I looked around my room for the fourth time. I'd been looking for that stupid jumper for almost an hour.
"No darling! Check the laundry!" Mum yelled from her room.
"Are you driving me? Or should I just have Pansy's mum take me?" I stuck my head in her room, Danny was reading on the bed.
"Morning...? Does she knock?" Danny had practically yelled at my mother. Danny was alright, he and mum have been together for about 3 months now... he moved in last month. There's nothing wrong about him, he just makes me feel like I can't be comfortable in my own home. And of course I'm afraid of him, post trauma from Liam.
"Leave her Danny." Mum snapped. "Perla's on her way darling. Are you ready?"
Mum was doing her makeup, as usual. It's not like she needed it or anything, she just loved to feel like she was done up. Mum was very naturally pretty. She was thin, tall, green-eyed, freckled... I wanted to be my mum so much, but I've always been told that I had my fathers face. So at least I knew what he looked like, sort of?
"I just need to find that bloody jumper!" I'd ignored Danny's comment. I've never really had a conversation with him, ever. Felt it best to just not interact.
"Well have you checked the laundry? You don't need magic to find that, do you?" It was clear mum was angry. I couldn't tell you why even if I wanted to.
"Alright mum!" I paused, "I'll check, sorry." I sighed and smiled.
I knew it was pointless to look for it again in my laundry. I'd already thrown the bin upside down and searched through every piece of clothing I had. But I searched again anyways.
"Fucking jumper... where is the bloody thing... fuck." I mumbled, throwing shirts, skirts, and pants across my room.
"Y/n... look at your room! It's a jumper, it's not that hard to find!" Mum came in and opened my wardrobe.
"Mum... it's fine. I've got it."
"Clearly not!" She opened a drawer in my wardrobe.
"Mum! It wouldn't be in there! Those are my underwear!" I yelled. I widened my eyes as soon as I finished.
"Do not yell at your mother, EVER. I'm only trying to help y/n. And look!, here's the bloody jumper!" She tossed it to me. "Wait on the porch." Her eyes followed me as she left my room and slammed the door.
"How the fuck did she find it? Why was it in there? Goodness..." I took a few deep breathes and grabbed my trunk. Carefully closing my door I slid down the stairs quickly and opened the front door.
The air outside was warm, humid, it was the end of an amazing summer. I'd spent my entire summer with Pansy, buying new clothes, planning parties, things like that. But I was excited to come back to school, especially after last year and the tri-wizard tournament. Mum believed Voldemort was back, and she didn't care? She wasn't afraid, but now that I think of it, I've never seen her left forearm...
~Hogwarts Express~
"I wonder who's going to be our defense against the dark arts teacher this year." Pansy looked up at me. I was staring out the window of the train... gone in my thoughts.
"Y/n?" Pansy slammed her book closed and raised her brows. "Hellooo, Earth to y/n." She waved her hands in front of my eyes.
"Yes? Sorry." I blinked out of my trance.
"Are you alright? You've been out of it for a while."
"Yes. Fine." I looked down to my finger nails. They were short, bitten, my fingers slightly bloody. "Z? Have I been biting my nails?"
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Twisted ; Draco Malfoy
FanfictionY/n Y/l/n has always been close to Draco Malfoy, but she doesn't realize just how awful he could be to the ones he loves until she becomes one of them. Not only is she facing the self hate for loving a Malfoy, but she's also found herself falling fo...
