𝟎𝟎𝟏 | Summer Of Love

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                  FROM THE DAY SHE GOT sorted into the wrong house, Ophelia Malfoy had trouble fitting in everywhere. Her brother had completely abandoned her, and ordered all his friends to steer clear of her, whilst the Gryffindors looked at her like she was a rat that accidentally got in the house. Which was true, in the sense that she had been written down for Slytherin since before her birth, but somehow ended up in the very opposite of that.

Neither did she blend in, nor fit in, in aspects of both her looks and personality. Of course, she was one of the only Gryffindors with blonde hair, but hers was a shade of platinum blonde, leaning towards the whiter side, and very distinguishable and easily noticed. She was the splitting image of her mother, with a petite figure, sharp features, and almost pale, milky white skin. Except for her eyes. She had her father's eyes, which were her most striking feature. Icy blue, almost grey, cold and expressionless. 

Her eyes matched her persona. She was cold, and expressionless, most of the time. Ignored everyone around her, friendless and rude to anyone that dared speak to her.


To say that her years at Hogwarts were exciting was an understatement. In her first year, she had to share a dormitory with Ginny Weasley who kept on having some weird seizures and disappearing during the night to write in some stupid diary of hers, that magically wrote back.

 Somehow, the Chamber of Secrets had been opened, and mostly everyone thought it was her, or Draco. Not that it was either of them. It was actually the Weasley girl, who nobody suspected, but everyone was quick enough to point fingers at her, since apparently she was bad blood. When she was wrongly suspected of opening the chamber, and the knowledge that a Weasley, of all people, had opened it, nobody had bothered to apologize to her for blaming her.

 Although, she couldn't help but admit, none of it would have happened if it wasn't for the fact that it was Lucius Malfoy, her father, who slipped the diary, which belonged to You-Know-Who, previously, into Ginny's cauldron, which caused the chamber to open. This only added to her unpopularity shown to her by the other students, resenting her for her father's doing. Naturally, she was quick to defend her and her family's honor. 

Her first few days at Hogwarts were spent crying, but after her father sent a letter to her, telling her 'to be proud of who she was', she eventually ignored everyone around her, but the Professors, and walked with her head held high. She couldn't wait for the year to end, and when it did, and she passed her First Year with flying colors, finishing at the top of her year, her father agreed to her pleas to go on vacation to France for the summer.


She felt much more confident about her second year. With a newfound French confidence in her step and speech, it was only fair that she let the arrogance of being a Malfoy get to her head. 

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