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Fourth Book

June 28th, 1995
Sixth Year

Draco Malfoy was embarrassed.

Hearing about your sisters very public outburst from Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass whilst they shared a very judgmental look had that effect.

Along with being embarrassed, Draco Malfoy was also worried. So, incredibly, worried.

Ara had never behaved like this before.

So, due to his worry and embarrassment, Draco Malfoy could be found storming through the Slytherin Dungeons towards his sisters dorm.

He didn't bother to hide his sneer as Nereza Zabini trailed behind him, begging him to relax, telling him that his sister wasn't in a state to be seen.

"Malfoy, really, you should-"

Draco stopped in front of Zabini and Ara's shared dorm. The door was shut, unsurprisingly. Draco prayed that his sister hadn't cast one of her locking spells again, because he was certain not even Dumbledore would be able to undo it, much less he. Before he could try his luck with the door, Nereza grabbed his arm.

"She was very angry. She wanted to be alone. She won't tolerate you barging in." Nereza practically begged.

Draco rolled his eyes at Blaise's cousin before pulling his arm away from her. He glared at Nereza.

"In case you haven't realized, I'm very angry as well. And I won't tolerate her throwing fits in front of half of Slytherin," The blond hissed.

Nereza gave Draco a disapproving look, one that he didn't bother looking at for too long. Upon pushing the door to his sisters dorm and realizing it was unlocked, Draco burst in. To keep Nereza from pulling him out of the room, Draco slammed the door shut.

Ara was standing by her bed, leaning against one of the four posters attached to it. She looked as if she'd been expecting her brother. Draco couldn't help but notice how messy Ara's side of the room was, it looked practically destroyed.

Disgraceful.

His sister had clearly gone on a rampage.

Ara stared at Draco, arms crossed; her eyes, while sporting large dark circles, lacked any and all emotions. While her brothers burned with a not-so-sudden anger.

"What is wrong with you?" Draco snapped. Ara's appearance was intimidating, frightening, but he didn't let that hinder his anger.

The older girl said nothing, but a small, bone-chilling, smile had began to etch across her face.

"I wonder, Drake, what is wrong with me?" She asked, her voice was too bubbly to be genuine.

"Ara," Draco began while narrowing his eyes, "-I'm not in the mood for games,"

"Clearly," Ara smiled. "Draco, you're a big boy now, aren't you?"

Ara's brother rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw.

"Considering I've got an unhinged sister, I suppose I have to be," Draco said daringly.

Ara's chilling smile didn't falter.

"You came in here to scream at me, didn't you?" She asked. "-Get on with it then. I want to see some rage, Malfoy,"

"Merlin, you really aren't sane anymore, are you?" Draco shook his head. "You haven't even got a hint of shame-"

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