Snow ; (Draco Malfoy's sister) T.R / M.R

Introduction

Pitch black.
I couldn't see anything, honestly I don't know if I was even alive.
I couldn't feel anything, couldn't move anything, couldn't even smell anything.

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"She's been hit by a curse!"
"She's still breathing"
"Medea? Medea!"
"Oh my god..."

Murmurs.
Whispers.
Screams.

I slowly lost my consciousness.
Is this what dying feels like?
But I don't want to die...

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Location: Malfoy Manor
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Narcissa Malfoy was pacing up and down the corridor frantically while biting her fingernails and holding back tears, her eyes were already bloodshot from crying so much and her voice was hoarse from all the screaming and swearing from the hours before.
"AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A DOCTOR?! Why has she not woken up?!"
She screamed from behind the door, falling to her knees, tears starting to leak out of her eyes once again.

Inside the room was 8 year old Medea Malfoy. The sole daughter of the pureblood Malfoy family and Draco Malfoy's only younger sister.
The Malfoy manor was never a bright happy place to be, truth be told it was more like a prison, where the only sane person among the adults was the mother, Narcissa Malfoy.
She was a woman who was taller than the average who used to have jet black hair.
Not now.
Mrs Malfoy looked as though she had aged by half a decade and half of her hair was white.
She tried saving her daughter from one of the three unforgivable curses, the curse that inflicts great pain to the victim, the torture curse : crucio.
By attempting to undo the curse, Narcissa had given up ten years of her life and half of her magic. All to save her only daughter...

Malfoy manor was yet, as silent as ever as she cried and cried praying to someone, anyone, that her child would survive.

A few hours later, the doctor opened the door and walked out.
Mrs Malfoy, her face messed up with mascara dripping down her face and onto the floor was in a horrible state.
But alas, she tried to get up and re-compose herself for the doctor, waiting for the news.

After a moment of silence the doctor spoke.
"She is alive. However, whether or not she will awake from the coma she is in...is a different story."

Narcissa gasped from shock and happiness.
What mattered was that she hadn't lost her only daughter.
She was alive.

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*2 years later*
"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you...happy birthday to Medea, happy birthday to you..."
Narcissa whispered, with young 11 year old Draco Malfoy sat next to her.
They were holding a cupcake in their hands and singing happy birthday to the unconscious Medea.
"Your brother and I love you very much and we wait for the day when you will finally awake.. it seems as though magic does not work in helping you, but as long as you are alive...we will wait for your recovery."
"You know Medea, in a few months I will be going to hogwarts. Father has tasked me to befriend this boy my age. His name is Harry Potter, father says he is a powerful dark wizard, maybe even more powerful than, well, you know who. I wish you a happy birthday and a speedy recovery. I can't believe you're 10 already. My little sister's growing up so fast..."
Draco spoke in a soft, comforting whisper.
Him and Narcissa placed the cupcake by Medea's bedside.
"It's your favourite flavour. There's a spell on it so it remains fresh forever and ever, so you can have it when you wake up."
And with that, the pair left the room.
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*The next day*
"I cannot believe you Lucius! It was her birthday yesterday for gods sake, and you. You were too busy to even see her! Do you even look at her like a daughter anymore?! She's your little girl!."
Narcissa spoke, quite annoyed.
"She was my little girl. Emphasis on was. She's useless in that state."
"Oh forget about her. The same goes for Draco. You don't even care anymore. About me, about Draco, about Medea. You make all the decisions yourself. When was the last time you even asked Draco what he wanted for his birthday, for Christmas. When was the last time you even spent time trying to bond with him, huh?!"
"He's old enough to handle himself."
"HE'S JUST A BOY. He's a child, he needs a fatherly figure. And you? You're just not that! Not anymore. You've changed..."
"Maybe I have. But it's all for the good of the family."
Lucius approached his wife slowly, proceeding to give her a hug.
"All for the family... the dark lord will rise again. Draco and Medea need to learn to be strong and independent, just in case..just in case I...die."
Pulling away from the hug. Narcissa glared at her husband before storming out of the room in anger, slamming the door.

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I could hear the faint beeping noise from the machines around me that were keeping me alive...
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
In my world. The world I was in while I was still in my coma was a mysterious one.
I was surrounded by a forest with trees a lovely teal green colour, other threes maybe a more aqua colour with green mist surrounding the area.
'Is this the afterlife?' I would first think to myself.
A lucid dream maybe?
I want too sure, but I had no intention of leaving the place so quickly yet.
Beautifully cunning, is the way I would describe it.
I looked around and took a few steps forward in attempt to explore this imaginary world better, touching the rough bark of the trees and bending over to feel the moist and soft soil. I looked up to see a large serpent with emerald green eyes staring back at me.
"Where am I?" I asked the snake. I knew what I said, but it didn't sound like English, it was more...cryptic.
The serpent looked at me before slithering down onto the floor so we were at eyes height.
"In thissss world. You are my masssster. You may name me as you sssssee fit." It spoke in a very smooth but hissy voice. It stared into me, as if inspecting me with a small flint of interest in its eyes.
Snakes were known to be cunning, ambitious creatures. But it wasn't everyday you would get to befriend a talking snake.
"Hah! Very well then, how does the name Diablo sound?"
"Very well. May I know yourssss, young misssss?"
"Medea. Medea Malfoy. It's a pleasure."
"We will meet again. When you go to hogwarts, buy a snake at *shop name*, I'm sure you'll find me."

The snake smirked before turning into dust.
The world then shifted and I was placed underwater. I was drowning. The warm water surrounded me and I could see nothing but black, I could move but without anywhere to go I would die down here, I started panicking and squirming about uncontrollably flailing my arms about in hopes to swim up for air.
To no avail.
I fainted and the next thing I know I was awake and staring at the ceiling of my bedroom.
My heart was pounding and my breathing was unsteady.
So...it was just a dream?
Being the young child I was I did what any child would do in this shocking situation.
I screamed.
An ear piercing scream indeed, if I had done so for any longer than I did maybe the windows and other glass objects would've shattered.

My mother came bolting into the room and looked at me in shock before slowly approaching me and landing on her knees near my bedside.
"M-Medea, Medea my daughter...you're awake at last!"
Awake at last?
It was then I noticed the life support around me that I hadn't given any attention to due to my small hysteric fit.
"How long has it been, mother?"
"Almost three years, you're nearly 11 now."
Wow. I sat there in a shock and daze, had it really been that long?
"You must be shocked. Come, let's have something to eat. Some real food."
"Alright, mother."
I smiled and slowly got out of my bed, stumbling as I did, my legs could barely hold me up as I clung to mother for support, I didn't expect walking to be so hard.
"So! What are we eating? Can I have desert after?"
I smile to reassure her that I was okay, I wasn't completely stable but as soon as I could walk in a decently straight line I let go of mother and walked alongside her holding her hand so we could apparat's somewhere to have something to eat.
It's been so long since I've had some real food. Maybe some fried chicken? Pasta?
My mind wandered off thinking about all the food I haven't had in so long.
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"That. Was. Delicious!"
I ate to my hearts content, me and mother had gone to one of the most famous restaurants the wizarding world had to offer and the food was absolutely scrumptious and the experience was magical.
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it Medea."
I was so engrossed in the food and everything else I completely forgot about a very important thing.
My brother.
"Where's Draco?"
I turned to mother , looking up and asking her.
"Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts? I thought he was going to Drumstrang."
Mother just looked at me and smiled.
"Yes, he was, but I couldn't bear having him so far away so I convinced your father to allow him into Hogwarts instead and I'm sure you'll be going there to join him soon enough."
"Sounds like a lot of fun!"
"Yes yes. Now let us head back now."
And with that the conversation ended and we apparated back to the manor.

Upon arriving back, it seems as though word has spread about me waking up because I was immediately surrounded majority of our house elves who congratulated me on waking up and offered me all of my favourite sweet treats.
I honestly blushed a bright pink at the situation so flattered they would do something like this, though knowing mother, one glare directed at the elves and they dispersed and got back to work.

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A/N: Thanks for reading :) I still have no idea who the love interest will be but that's for all of us to discover, but I'll add it to the title when I do decide!