Little Miss Diggory || A Draco Malfoy Love Story

Chapter 41

Layla

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It was a few days now since Harry arrived at the burrow. He had caught us all up on everything that had happened since the end of the year. Also, much to Cormac's pleasure, he had gotten to know both my brothers and Jemma, of course. It made me happy to see my siblings together. Even though we would never all be together again, it was somewhat fulfilling.

Today we were visiting George and Fred's shop, (I decided to say George and Fred rather than Fred and George, after noticing that is what everyone did.) Everyone walked in a large group, but Harry and I dropped behind, so we could discuss. Harry looked at me apprehensively, and I furrowed my eyebrows. He let out a sigh before beginning to speak. "You don't need to explain, but I have to ask." He looked nervous, so I gave him a nod, implying he carries on. "Why exactly are you staying with Ron? And I didn't know you had a sister. Why didn't you speak of her." I knew he was going to ask sooner or later, but still, I felt unprepared. I let out a sigh, gathering up the right words.

"Jemma, she's a year younger than Charlie Weasley, so we never actually attended school with her. So no one in our year ever met her, other than Ron, of course. I didn't talk about her because when I was young, I was told she was sick. I was told she was going to die." Harry gave me a sympathetic look. "But she wasn't. She just needed an excuse to escape. Because she found out about my parents."

I let out a shaky breathe before answering Harry's look. "They are Death Eaters." The words burnt as they left my lips. "They have been apart of it since the start. They were apart of Cedric's death too. And that's why I ran away, to escape."

Jemma explained everything when we arrived at the Burrow. And as she spoke, I couldn't help but burst into tears. They had lied to me for so long. And even worse, I listened.

I felt tears prick in the corner of my eyes, recalling the events. Harry noticed this and pulled me into a hug. It was somewhat helpful, but he wasn't Draco. The weight that remained on my chest seemed to only get heavier every time he made an appearance in my head. Which was sad, All. The. Fucking. Time. I tapped on my leg anxiously as we began walking once again.

Soon enough, we were at the front of the store, and to say the least, I was impressed. The store was packed with customers as soon as we entered. And the products were all displayed across the store. They were much more popular than any other stores, especially considering how new they are.

I quickly made my way over to Hermione and Ginny, who were by a bubbly looking pink stand. I picked one of the small bottles up before turning to George, who stood behind me. "What are they?" I asked quizically.

"Love potion, that is," Fred butted in.

"Though I'm not sure you need them, Layla," George smirked, nodding his head towards a tall, tan boy with messy brown hair. He was looking directly at me. He grinned when he saw me looking back.

I have seen him from somewhere. He was in the DA, a Ravenclaw, I think. I wasn't going to lie, the boy was attractive. But I couldn't help but compare him to someone else.

I sighed, pulling my gaze from the boy and walking over to a shelf covered in different potions. I can't believe I let myself fall. I promised myself I wouldn't get attached, but now I was. All I could think about was the pain he must be in. Why couldn't it have been someone else? Why Draco? I was almost positive he was the worst possible person to like. I don't stand a chance.

"See something you like?" A voice comes from behind me. I turn to find the Ravenclaw boy. I smiled, noticing the grin spread across his face. "Sebastion, King," he stuck his hand out, and I gladly shook it.