I heard an annoying and loud sound next to me, I opened my eyes, confused, and I was quite amazed. I sat down on the bed and I looked around. I wasn't in my room..
I turned the alarm clock off and I got out of bed. I carefully scrutinized the bedroom.
It was really big.
I noticed that, until that moment, I was laying on a big canopy bed with dark green sheets, which was positioned in the center of a high white wall. On the right I could notice a really dark chest of drawers and some winter landscapes paintings. On the left, instead, there was a big bookcase, which took half the wall, and two white doors. In the wall in front of the bed, there was a large wardrobe and a glass door that led to the balcony. I walked slowly towards one of the doors on my right and I opened it.
I was enchanted at the sight of a big bathroom composed of a shower, a toilet, a chest of drawers, a sink, a big mirror and a bath...everything on the themes of dark green, black and white.
I stood in front of the mirror and I analyzed myself closely..I was different. My short brown hair was now a shoulder-length black mane and my eyes, at first light brown, were now a very deep grey..a very familiar grey, they reminded me of someone. Unless in the night I changed my appearance, I don't know how I could be that way..that girl in the mirror wasn't me.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening and I turned around abruptly.
After a few seconds a 50-year-old woman entered in the bathroom. She wore a long ankle-lenght esmerald dress with some silver details and some black closed toe heels chunky. I slowly looked up at her face. She had two white breads of hair tied behind her head with a pearl clip and the remaining black hair was loose on the shoulders. She was made up with a simple pink lipstick, some black eyeliner, dark eyeshadow, and a light pink blush worn over her pale skin.
Oh Merlin, she was Narcissa Malfoy in herself!
I looked her amazed and incredulous, without the courage to utter a word. My heart was racing and my lips were open by surprise.
The woman approaches me and, concerned by my behavior, puts the back of her hand on my forehead..I supposed to check my body temperature.
«Are you okay, sweetheart?» she asked with a worried tone.
My eyes widened. 'Sweetheart'?! Oh no..this couldn't be real.
But, despite this, she was touching me, and I was feeling all five senses.. I scrutinized her for a moment and then I ran away towards the glass door and onto the balcony.
I carefully analyzed the large garden of the Manor and I recognized it immediately.
I looked back at Narcissa, who was standing in the centre of the room and looked at me with disbelief and confusion.
I rested my gaze on a picture on the wall, which rappresented the Malfoy family, but with one small different..I was there too.
I began to hear Cissy's voice muffled. Then dark.
I realized.
I wasn't in my cottage in south-italy, as usual.
I was in London.
At Malfoy Manor.
In another reality.
Author corner
Hii, i'm Mary and i'm an Italian fanfiction writer. I alredy wrote this story in my native language and I almost finished it. I decided to write it again in English so more people can read it. I apologized in advance if the chapters won't be in a perfect english and if they won't come out close to each other, it's the first time I've done English translations except for school so I find it a bit difficult.
I'm sure I'll get the hang of it, I promise. I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible.
Kisses<3
