I'll Write your Name in the Stars (Draco x Y/N)

53: 1994; Family Issues

Y/N'S POV

Wednesday, March 30

"Honey! Breakfast's ready." My mum yelled from the kitchen.

I opened my eyes and looked around. I wasn't used to sleep in my room. I looked at the clock on my desk, it showed nine am. Shit, why so early, I thought to myself.

"Come on, get up." My brother said, opening my door.

I threw a pillow at him.

"Get out!" I yelled.

He got out, rolling his eyes. I got out of bed, put on Draco's sweater and went down.

"Good morning sweety." My mum said, pouring some juice in a glass before handing it to me.

"Hey." I said sitting down.

"Is that sweater part of your stupid magical things?" My brother asked, rolling his eyes.

"Yes and why don't you eat your eggs and mind your own business." I said roughly.

"Okay kids, let's not fight. Also, I didn't know you got sorted in Slytherin, I thought you got into Hufflepuff."

I saw Lenny roll his eyes and sigh once more. He always did that when we talked about the wizarding world.

"Why don't you guys stop speaking nonsense! I don't understand a word you're saying." My brother shrieked.

"Oh stop, you're just jealous because we're magical and not you!" I yelled at him.

"No I'm not! At least I'm normal!"

"Normal's boring!"

"Enough!" My mother yelled.

We both stopped and looked at her.

"I'm tired of hearing you guys fight! We've been here for only two days and you've been yelling at each other the whole time. Now! I don't want to hear anyone yell, is that clear?" My mum said with a strict face.

"Yes." I said.

"Fine." My brother added.

"So what were we talking about?" She restarted.

"About my house. Yeah I got sorted in Hufflepuff, it's Draco's hoodie."

At the sound of his name, my mum quickly looked away.

"He's nice to you?" She asked fidgeting with her fork in her plate.

"He is. A lot." I said blushing.

Just the thought of him made my stomach turn. I couldn't wait to get out of here and finally be in his arms again.

"Have you met his parents?" She asked me.

"No, I haven't."

For the rest of the meal, my mum looked distant, like she was lost in a bunch of thoughts. My brother kept quiet, sometimes giving me dirty looks that I didn't hesitate to give back.

"I'll call dad. I think it's better for everyone if I go back to his place." Lenny said, breaking the silence.

"We don't have a phone. You can send him a letter." My mother said getting up.

"What?! But the post system is so slow, he'll get the letter in like three weeks!" My brother said.

"Don't worry, we have a way more efficient way to send letters." My mum added while picking up the plates from the table.

"You guys are so weird." He said before geting up and going into the guests room.

After we were done cleaning up the table I knocked at my brother's door.