Love of my life

Chapter 20

As we get off the train, Tom leads me to the port key. The port key is this beautiful green amulet with a silver snake wrapping around it.

We both use the port key and end up in front of a black mansion. Tom turns to me and smiles as he grabs my hand. He leads me to the front door. He was about to open the door, but a woman opened it first. The woman is the same as the one I saw in the photo on his desk. She has blonde hair with hazel blue eyes. She gives us a welcoming smile.

"Hello, my angel!" She says, hugging Tom. Tom hugs her, and I can see he actually appreciates her. "This must be the young lady you have been telling us about!" She says as she hugs me. I stiffen a bit at first, shocked, but I get over it and hug her back.

"I'm Clarie, but you can call me Clar," I smile at her. "I'm Veronica Lestrange, but please, call me mum," she replies.

Mr. Lestrange goes up to Tom and gives him a pat on the back. "It's good to see you son," he says, giving him a small smile. He then turns his attention to me. "It's nice to meet you, Clarie. I'm Vincent Lestrange. You can call me Mr. Lestrange," he says while shaking my hand.

Mrs. Lestrange- I mean mum, nudges him and gives him a look. He just shrugs it off. "Well, I better show her to her room," Tom says, leading me away from them and to the stairs. I give them both one last smile and go up stairs. He takes me down a long hallway and opens a door to his right.

We walk in, and I see it looks just like Tom's dorm room, except it is more fancy. He puts down his trunk on one side of the bed and motions me to put mine down. I raise my eyebrow at him.

"What? It's not like we haven't shared a bed before," Tom says nonchalantly. I roll my eyes and start unpacking my stuff into the draws next to the bed.

"Supper will be starting in a few minutes" he says looking at his watch. I nod heading to the bathroom. I start to freshen up a bit. "What time do we have to be downstairs?" I ask, looking the clock.

"About 6:25 since supper starts at 6:30." The clock reads 6:15, I quickly finish freshening up and walk towards Tom. "Are you ready mon amour?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I smile. I thought about how Mr. Lestrange treated me. He was a bit rude. Maybe he might not only be the twin of Lestrange look wise but also personality wise too. As though Tom could read my thoughts, he spent up.

"It's ok mon chéri, my father just needs to get to know you. He's nothing like Lestrange." he gives me a kiss on the forehead and smiles at me with adoration. I smile back feeling a bit better. We head down stairs and towards the dining room.

The dining room is absolutely beautiful, the chandelier lights up the room. The Black walls and silver accents are brilliant. Mr. Lestrange and Mrs.- uh mum is already sitting down at the table.

"Hello, my lovelies!" Mrs. Lestrange- I mean mum says smiling at us. It's going to be hell trying to remember to call her mum.

"Good morning mum," Tom says, smiling at her. "Good morning," I give his parents a small smile. Mr. Lestrange gives Tom a small smile but completely ignores me. What a bitch. I sit down next to Tom on the opposite side of his parents.

Food appears on the table in front of us. I start putting food on my plate when I see someone enter the room in the corner of my eye. I look up and see Lestrange. Last time I saw him he tried killing Beverly for the 2nd time. He completely denied it and left on his fucking broom.

"Hello family and…" he looks directly at me, he looks livid. "and Clarie" he sits directly in front of me, next to his mother.
"Don't be rude Vincent." His mum snaps.

"Of course, mother." Lestrange says, still giving me a death stare. "Don't stare boy!" Mr. Lestrange says while stretching his arm out to smack Lestrange's head. He winces.