Your name is Julyana Evans, but you are actually just called July. You have long wavy brown hair and beautiful caramel colored eyes.Your character: a bit shy, strong, loving, mean to your enemies.Your blood status: Pureblood.Your Patronus: Cat.Your parents, Jim and Moira, are very good friends with the Malfoys and serve the Dark Lord reverently. You, like the Malfoys, are very wealthy, yet you loathe your life as it is designed only to serve Voldemord. That's why you didn't get much love from your parents and you didn't have a good relationship with them. At Hogwarts you belong to the Slytherins and are friends with Blaise and Draco there. You've had a sibling relationship with Draco since you've known each other for ages thanks to your parents. You like the trio Ron, Hermione and Harry, but you don't have anything to do with them because it's against all the rules of your parents/Death Eaters. So, enough description :) Your story begins in Hogwarts fourth year:"Hey, have you heard? Potter takes part in the Triwizard Tournament. He kind of smuggled his way in." Pansy exclaims excitedly as she enters the Slytherin common room. Draco and I had made ourselves comfortable on the sofa. "Who doesn't know that yet?" I grumbled, rolling my eyes. I just couldn't stand Pansy Parkinson. She had never done anything to me, but well... I couldn't help my feelings. It was like that. She gave me a disapproving look and sat down in a chair next to Draco. I could tell she was trying hard to start a conversation with him, but Draco didn't even glance at her. "Where's Blaise anyway?" I asked and Draco shrugged. "He's probably sneaking around in other people's dormitories again." "Draco Malfoy!" Pansy suddenly blurted out. We both looked at them in surprise. "Are you going to the Yule Ball with me?" Wide-eyed, Draco sat up on the sofa and looked at me. The same thoughts ran through our minds while Pansy waited expectantly for an answer.*** A month before *** I was invited to the Malfoy's for dinner with my parents and Lucius greeted us. "Jim, Moira nice to see you. Julyana." "Good evening Lucius!" "Come to the dining room, the food will be ready soon. Draco is still in his room July!" he then said and grinned. I nodded and ran up the stairs. I stopped in front of Draco's room and knocked cautiously. "Yes?" he called indifferently and when I opened the door I saw him standing concentrated in front of his mirror, straightening his tie. "May I be of service to you, Mr. Malfoy?" I asked, and he turned around, startled. "You're already there?" he asked. "It seems." I smiled and tugged at his tie again. "Wow July... you look... you look really great." He then said and examined me. I was wearing a knee length black and beige dress and rolled my eyes. "My mum insisted that I make myself extra pretty today. Whatever..." "Maybe there's something to celebrate." He said and I frowned. "What reason do we have to celebrate something?" He shrugged and we went together into the dining room, where our parents were already waiting for us. "Then we can start. Enjoy." Narcissa said and we began. Our parents talked about the Dark Lord's plans and the latest news. Who's recently in Azkaban, who's switched to the good side, etc. I soon stopped listening because I didn't think much of it when there was a sudden pause. "You look beautiful tonight love." Narcissa broke the silence. I smiled and looked down at my plate in embarrassment. "By the way, we have something to say to you!" my father addressed Draco and me, Lucius continued: "Well, you two know the rules of our families. Our blood is not mixed with half-bloods or mud-bloods under any circumstances. We don't want our families to get so polluted..." Draco and I only understood Station. Of course we knew all this, why were we getting a lecture now? "To make it short..." my mother began. "...you two are going to get married!" Now everything fell out of our faces and our cutlery clattered loudly onto the plates... I never expected that. I felt like I could hardly breathe. "What?" I blurted out, startled. "You heard me right... Draco and you are getting married." repeated my father. "That's..." Draco began and Lucius smiled. "That's wonderful. The wealth of our families remains with us, the blood status remains unchanged and we all get along great." "You'll make a wonderful couple!" Narcissa beamed. "And remember, no other women Draco! you are engaged now The same goes for you Julyana!" my father said sternly and continued to eat. "There we have it.." Draco whispered in disbelief and I swallowed. *** Present *** "Um Pansy..." Draco stammered. Her eyes suddenly shone with terror. "I already have an escort!" he said then and her eyes turned angrily to me. I shrugged apologetically and she disappeared into the dorm. Draco rested his elbows on his knees, put his face in his hands and tousled his hair. "Hey, you can go there with her. I don't insist that we go together. I'll ask Blaise!" I said encouragingly and Draco grinned, then looked at me and shook his head. "No, I'm not going with Parkinson's! I made a much better choice with you. Besides, I don't want the hassle with our parents!" "Yes!" I nodded, hating my parents for actually trying to force us into a marriage. . The Triwizard Tournament ran alongside me. I didn't pay much attention to the tournament because I didn't care about the participants for the most part. So time passed me by until suddenly the day of the Christmas ball was just around the corner. I got ready with Millicent and Pansy. I hardly exchanged a word with either of them. Millicent was okay, but like I said, I just couldn't stand Pansy. I put on a long green strapless ball gown, put my hair up and put on a subtle makeup. "Wow July, you look lovely!" Millicent said, getting Pansy's elbow rammed in the ribs. "Thanks Milli!" I said and confidently stalked out of the dorm. As I slowly walked down the stairs leading to the ball, Draco was waiting for me. "July... you look adorable!" he whispered to me as I took his arm. Everyone looked at us with envious looks. I smiled sheepishly and we went onto the dance floor. After a few dances, I sat on the edge and watched the dancers while Draco got us drinks. "Blaise!" I said cheerfully, pulling his arm towards me. He sat down, "Hey sweetheart... all alone? Where's your companion?" "Draco's getting something to drink, but he's been gone forever!" I snapped. "Draco must have been drinking a lot!" he said seriously now. "Why?" "Because, well... check it out for yourself!" I looked questioningly at Blaise, then turned my head in the direction he was pointing. OUCH! Draco was talking to Pansy and as if that wasn't bad enough, she kisses him as well. I watched them both speechless and wide-eyed. I felt numb. How come? I felt like my heart had stopped beating and my whole body tightened. What was that? I couldn't really care, he was just a friend. Or? At least I always told myself so. Maybe that's exactly why I didn't like Pansy... because we were both into Draco? But no! I wasn't into him. "Blaise?" I whimpered. He looked at me and waited for what I would say. Draco and Pansy had broken their kiss now, and when Draco's eyes met mine, I turned to Blaise and kissed him. "Wow... what was that for?" he asked confused and I looked down at my lap in embarrassment. "Sorry...I didn't mean to. I only took advantage of you for a moment!" I looked at him innocently and he grinned broadly, "I'm always happy to let you take advantage of me, Ms. Evans!" I laughed, took his hand and we left the ball. I have no idea what happened to Draco , I hadn't paid any more attention to him. I was walking down the hallways of the dungeons with Blaise and suddenly he was pinning me against a wall. "Aren't we going to pick up where you left off?" No, stop it." I pushed him away from me a bit. "Hey, who knows what Draco is doing with Parkinson's right now!" The emotional chaos of pain, hate, sadness and nausea rose up in me again. Blaise moved closer to me and gently placed his lips on mine. "Stupefy!" a very familiar voice yelled and Blaise flew full force against the opposite wall and didn't move anymore. Startled, I looked into Draco's gray eyes with wide eyes. He braced himself with one hand on the wall and was so close to me that I could feel his breath. He kinda scared me, he looked so angry and I tried to get my wand. But Draco held onto my hand, "Don't even think about it!" he hissed. So many questions buzzed in my head: What the hell got into you? What was that with Pansy? Are you crazy?... In his eyes could I see that he felt the same as me. I knew him too well for that. We just stood there for a few seconds, looking into each other's eyes. The air almost exploded, such tension had built between us. I felt Draco lean against me, pushing me even more against the wall. He leaned his forehead against mine and moments later it happened. Our lips met stormy and melted into a passionate, demanding kiss. I clawed my fingers into his back and his hand gripped my hair. Finally my mind cleared and I broke the kiss by gently pushing Draco away from me. "What are we doing here?" I asked and he just looked at me. "You just kissed Pansy and I kissed Blaise. And now Blaise is on the floor behind us and besides, we're just friends!" I blurted out. "July," Draco said in a soothing voice, now standing in front of me with both hands on the wall. "You should save Blaise!" I said determinedly, leaning out from under his arm and walking briskly into my dorm. I threw myself on my bed and was completely confused. What did it all mean? Were my feelings for Draco real? Were they manipulated? Or did I just tell myself to get along better with the marriage? And what was on his mind? I heard after a while that there were some Slytherins in the common room, but I stayed in my bed and just wanted to be left alone. But a certain Pansy Parkinson ruined my plans. She stumbled loudly into the dormitory with Millicent. "Oh, Milli, look, poor Julyana went to the ball with someone and returned without her!" This was followed by a disgusting laugh. I sat up and gave her a disdainful look. "Pansy, let it go!" Millicent said and saw the anger rising in me. "How come? I want everyone to know that Draco Malfoy kissed me instead of that wannabe Mrs. Malfoy!" Too much was too much. I didn't let a bitch like that fool me. I grabbed my wand and yelled, "Spit snails, you nasty toad!" Millicent looked startled at her friend, who turned green and spat out the first large, slimy snail onto the floor. "Aaaaahhhh!" Pansy shrieked and ran back to the common room, where she choked out slug after slug. "Ihhhh." said the other students and then I recognized Draco's voice: "Whoa Parkinson that's disgusting!" I grinned smugly and fell asleep contentedly. The next morning I went to the great hall for breakfast. Almost all of the Slytherins were already seated at the table. I sat down next to Draco, who didn't look very cheerful. "Morning." I grumbled and he just nodded. Blaise smiled and Pansy was still deathly pale and not touching her food. "Hey Pansy you look awful! Didn't you sleep well last night?" I asked provocatively, eliciting a small laugh from Draco. She threw her fork on the plate and left the hall. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked innocently and Blaise shook his head, laughing. "July, you can be really mean." "Well, you don't get into Slytherin for nothing!" Draco added, apparently getting along with Blaise. However, Draco and I both just pretended the Yule Ball never happened. none of us raised the issue and so we just carried on living as before. The school year was now over, Harry Potter had won the tournament. How could it have been otherwise? The holidays were just around the corner and I drove to the Malfoy estate with Draco since my parents would be there anyway. "Draco!" Narcissa greeted her son happily and hugged him. His father just nodded at him and my parents? "Julyana!" my father said monotonously and nodded at me. My mum looked at me, "Take the bags to Draco's room and we'll meet you in the dining room!" She turned and stalked away. "Nice to see you too!" I murmured, lugging the suitcases upstairs with Draco. "It's nice to be home, isn't it? ... Come on! Let's fight!" he said and we made our way to our parents. We sat down at the table and nobody said a word. This silence was unbearable, so I was glad when Lucius suddenly said something, but I didn't like what he said. "How was the Yule Ball?" Draco and I both gulped, "Why?" Draco asked nonchalantly. "Did you think we wouldn't talk to the Zabinis? Or the Parkinsons?" my mother asked, sounding very angry. We said nothing and I stared at the table in front of me. "I thought I made myself clear when I said no other men or women!" added my father. Only Narcissa didn't say and gave us a pitying look. "We haven't done anything bad!" I said without taking my eyes off the table. "How was that?" my mother asked, standing up and slamming her hands on the table. Everyone winced and I now turned my gaze to her. "You have to stick to what we tell you! And I will not tolerate disobedience of any kind!" she screamed and came towards me. "Mother!" I cried in panic, ducking as she stood in front of me and grabbed me. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up. I groaned in pain and grabbed her hand, but her grip didn't relax and she pulled me out of the room. Draco stared after us speechless and Lucius said to his son, "Moira is doing the right thing!" *** "Mother!" I whined and she pushed me onto a small stool. We were in an office. I rubbed my head, which was throbbing in pain, and through my tear-smeared eyes watched her place a quill on the small table. "You will now write >> I will obey << 50 times on this sheet of paper! Do you understand me?' 'Mum?' I whined. "Start!" was her answer and I wrote the first letter. I stifled a cry of pain. My headache from just now was nothing compared to that! Every letter I wrote on the sheet with the quill scratched my hand. I couldn't stand to write 50 sentences. I gritted my teeth and wrote My hand was bleeding profusely, I had probably done 30 sentences and just couldn't stand the pain anymore. "Mother! Please! I got it!" I begged, but she stayed firm. "I only counted 30. 20 is still ahead of you!" I looked at her absently, the last bit of love I felt for her gone now too. With a trembling hand and unbearable pain, I struggled to write the last few sentences. The pen fell on the table, I held my breath so that I could suppress the pain better and big tears rolled silently down my cheeks. "I hope that taught you a lesson!" my mother said. "You can go to Draco now, he'll be sharing his room with you over the holidays." Without saying a word, I stood up, struggling to keep my balance. I walked slowly down the hallways, leaning on the walls for support. I stopped in front of Draco's door, I didn't have the strength to knock or call, I leaned my head against the door, which was opened a little shortly afterwards. I straightened up and saw Draco's horrified face. "July." he whispered. "Your hand!" It was smeared with blood, as was my arm, where the blood had streaked. I just stopped dead in my tracks. "Come on." Draco said, wanting to put his arm around me, but I flinched. "Hey, I just want to help you ok?" I nodded and let him help me to his bed where we sat next to each other. Now I couldn't hold myself together any longer and started crying. I rested my head on his chest and clutched my good hand inside his shirt. He lovingly stroked my back and tried to comfort me. After a while he pushed me away from him. "Show me your hand." I looked into his eyes questioningly and hesitantly gave him my wounded hand. He pulled out his wand and murmured, "Vulnera Sanentur!" The wounds on my hand were slowly disappearing and the pain was also easing. "Thanks Draco." I whispered, placing my hand on his cheek. Only now did I notice that it was red and a little swollen. "Draco what?" "It's okay not that bad." He murmured and I hugged him. At that moment, I realized even more that I was in love with him. But there were two problems: 1. Did he feel the same way about me? and 2. I didn't want our parents to get their way and we were getting married anytime soon. *** The summer holidays passed without me exchanging a single word with my parents. The 5th school year also passed me by and I didn't return home during the coming holidays. But when I saw Draco again in sixth year, something wasn't right. He was different than usual, withdrawn and didn't let anyone near him. Not even me! I still didn't give up on him. Every day I asked how he was and if there was anything I could do for him. I was turned down every time. But one day everything was different! I passed Moaning Myrtle's washroom and heard someone sobbing. "Draco!" It immediately shot through my head and I slowly opened the door. Indeed, like a heap of misery, he stood bent over one of the sinks and wept. "Hey" I whispered and walked towards him. He turned to me, startled, and hastily wiped away his tears. "Go away I don't want to he hissed. "Draco! You can't be serious. Tell me what's going on!" He hesitated and took a deep breath, then pulled up the left sleeve of his shirt and I saw the dark mark. I flinched and shook my head. "No...that's not true!" I whispered in disbelief. Draco looked at me silently, tears glistening in his eyes. "Why?" "I couldn't help it." I looked at him questioningly. "They would have chosen you otherwise I just wanted to protect you!" I hugged him and he clung to me. Then he told me about his quest to kill Dumbledore. "I'm always here for you, understand?" I asked and he pushed me away a bit so he could look into my eyes. A few seconds later his lips were on mine and he kissed me passionately and lovingly. "Draco!" I gasped. "Stop it." Immediately he let go of me. "I don't know if that's right." Certainly it was just a thoughtless action on his part. All the pressure that weighed on him. He was certainly confused. Oh how I hated my insecurities. I turned to go, but Draco grabbed my wrist. I turned to him, he looked like he wanted to tell me something important, but then he let me go again. I tried to smile at him and walked into our common room. *** Dumbledore was dead. Fortunately, however, Snape had completed the task for Draco. Hogwarts as we knew it no longer existed. And soon the war broke out. I chose to fight on the good side. Although I was never a member of the DA, I loathed my life, hated my parents, and wanted to fight for freedom. I really hoped that Draco would eventually come to that conclusion as well, as we had recently drifted apart and had little to do with each other. I walked through the debris caused by the war and defended myself against the Death Eaters. Curses were fired everywhere and then I saw them. My mother! I stopped and saw Hermione kneeling in front of her. "Avada" she began and I yelled, "Expelliarmus!" My mother's wand fell to the floor and Hermione managed to run away. "You!" she yelled, and with a low murmur, her wand was back in her hand. "You save this mudblood and betray your own mother to do it?" she asks in horror. "I haven't had a mother in a long time." I hissed and she pointed her wand at me. "I never wanted it to come to this" she began and exclaimed: "Avada Ke" "Stupor! ' My mother was thrown to the ground and passed out. "Are you all right July?" "Draco! Relieved that he was fine, except for a few minor injuries, I hugged him. He kissed my forehead, but we had to keep fighting and lost sight of each other again. *** The fight was over. Harry Potter had done it and we were all finally free of Voldemicide. My parents didn't survive the war and sadly I didn't care. But where was Draco? I couldn't find him anywhere. I walked across the "battlefield" and looked around when my eyes suddenly fell on a white-blonde person. My heart stopped for a short time and I couldn't breathe. I slowly approached the person lying on the ground. Big tears welled up in my eyes and I knelt down next to him. "Draco?" I whispered, rolling his body onto his back. He looked like he was sleeping. His face was bruised and his suit was dirty and torn. "Draco?" I asked again, my voice choking on tears. "Come on. open your eyes!" I commanded and put my hand on his cheek. Big tears ran down my cheek. "Come on" I whispered and had already given up hope when someone knelt down next to me. Hermione! She gave me a friendly smile and held a small bottle in her hand. "He'll be fine," she said, letting a few drops fall onto his chest, right where his heart is. I looked at her in disbelief, she got up and smiled, "Now we're even." "Thanks!" I said relieved and turned to Draco, who slowly opened his eyes. "Hey" I said relieved and even more tears left my eyes. Tears of joy, of relief, of happiness I pulled Draco so he was in my arms, my hand on his cheek and I kissed him all over. "I love you Draco Malfoy! I love you! Don't ever do that to me again, will you?' I blurted out. He grinned widely and looked happy. "I love you too, Julyana Evans!" *** Draco became perfectly healthy thanks to Hermione. We finally admitted how much we fell in love with each other and ended up having a dream wedding of our own free will. We moved into a big mansion near the Malfoys. The relationship with Lucius and Narcissa was after dead of Voldemord and my parents better. We had a son named Scorpius and Blaise became his godfather. Our life was finally perfect and Hermione even became my best friend.
