"You need me to what?" Draco blurted out. I smirked, although he was the favorite he always was put on tasks for father. "You heard me draco, you need to befriend potter." Father said touching his dark mark. "He will return. Our lord." He whispered.
I couldn't contain myself, seeing draco under this much pressure, i broke into soft giggles. "Something funny lyra?" father slammed his hand on the desk. "N-no father." I said looking down at my shoes. "Lyra, you're going to help your brother, draco." he smirked. I gave him an annoyed look. "But fath-" I was interrupted by a knock. "Lyra, kindly open the door." father told me. I was slowly, on purpose so my father would think twice about this. I put my soft hand on the cold golden door handle and slowly pulled the wooden door open. Dobby stood there shaking nervously. "Dinn-" He began, but father shouted at him "Only speak when i give you the right to do so." Dobby didn't give him any eye contact. "Y-yes m-m-master" He whimpered. "Speak dobby." father yelled coldly. "D-dinner is ready, master Malfoy." dobby responded, he then bowed and walked away in fear. "Go, now." father told us. Draco raised his eyebrows a couple times, like he always does, and as his twin i always knew what he meant by it. "Bet." i spat. We raced to the kitchen pushing eachother over to win.
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hey guys, thanks to whoever is reading this. im still brian storming and might even make this story private for a while until i write more.
bye for now! 💕
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