Three weeks before return to Hogwarts. Sixth time now. I've been waiting all summer to come back and now I don't know how to feel. On the one hand, it is very meaningful for me to return to Hogwarts and on the other hand it feels emotionless. Because I felt so much that I started to feel nothing.
The last year has been complex for me. So much has changed in such a short time. I wasn't ready for anything. Since the Dark Lord had officially returned and stood before many, everything was flooded at once.
I discovered many things that were tucked away in rooms and in great secrecy. And suddenly, I saw my family in a completely different light. Or rather, in a completely different darkness. My family was among the most durable and wealthy pureblood families in the wizarding world. We live in a large and luxurious mansion, our clothes are designed with luxurious fabrics, we met with families of our class and we lived the life of luxury and wealth. I didn't think for a moment that anything could go wrong.
until he came back.
I discovered that my family, especially my father, were responsible for the return of the Dark Lord and the death of innocents. It felt like a slap in the face. It crushed my soul. After I found out that my family were his supporters, vile Death Eaters, I couldn't remain indifferent. I wanted to run away from my house. From everything I've ever known. But even at the end of the world we cannot escape from ourselves. But I'm not like that. I'm not like them. I am not a Death Eater nor will I be. I had to deal with this news every day for six months or more. My dad warned me that no matter what, this secret stays in the family. I fought with him about it for weeks. He said that if he falls the whole family will fall with him. If that wasn't enough, he threatened me with violence.
I couldn't do too much. I was under strict close supervision by my father, who did not allow me to do almost anything on my own and prevented me from many things.
Freedom was taken from me.
Even without his supervision I knew I wouldn't be able to complain to the Ministry of Magic or do anything about it. As my father said - if we fall, we fall together. The Ministry will imprison us all in Azkaban and if not the Ministry then the Dark Lord will be after us and destroy our entire family without hesitation. No matter what happens, I'm stuck in the middle with my hands tied and my mouth shut.
I couldn't hold it anymore. To stay three weeks at home under the control of my father, a murderer, a death eater. And my mother who was helpless. She could not express an opinion on the subject and was drawn into the Lord's supporters. And I'm like a thread about to snap, I had to clear my head.
Of course my father will not allow me to go wherever I want. It puts him and the rest of the family at risk. The options were not particularly glamorous and numerous. I thought for a long time who I could turn to, who I could stay with for half the summer.
I thought about the families we stayed with when things were brighter and warmer. Wealthy pure blood families. There's the Lestrange family, but they're crazy death eaters and I wouldn't want to share a house with them and besides, it wouldn't really change anything about the current situation. There is the Parkinson family, the girl from the family, Pansy, is studying with me at Hogwarts but our relationship is not good enough to stay with them for almost a month. And suddenly it hit me.
The Malfoy family.
At first glance they are not the ultimate family to stay with but because the options are not bright, it sounds like an excellent plan. There have been some accusations that they are death eaters but as long as they are accusations and not facts I can stay there for a while. Draco and I are on relatively good terms, we talk often and enjoy each other's company. My father and Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, are also on good terms, you could even say they are friends. As long as my father knew I was under the care of Lucius, which seemed less violent and rigid than my father's, my father would be satisfied.
That way I can spend the rest of the summer with Draco's company and supposedly be under the care of Lucius Malfoy. Sounds much better than the current situation. Besides, they have a big manor, a huge library, a beautiful yard and I like the place. It is dark and mysterious but in a good way.
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After an in-depth conversation with my father, which included a lot of persuasion and pleading, he agreed to the offer. He sent Lucius a letter asking me to stay at his house until returning to Hogwarts. Lucius answered in the affirmative and said they would be happy to host me.
Dear Y\f/n,
Of course I would love to host your lovely daughter
for the rest of the summer.
She can come to us tomorrow morning if she wants.
Our door is wide open for her and the rest of your family.
eagerly awaiting her arrival,
Lucius Malfoy.
When I heard Lucius' answer, I felt a huge relief. Like I was free again. but not completely. I could catch my breath for a few moments. This month will be better than the last, that's for sure.
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A few hours after Lucius' acceptance letter, a beautiful and well-groomed owl appeared in the windows with a letter. I opened my window for him and gave him food and petting after carefully sniffing the letter he was carrying in his mouth.
Dear Y/n,
My father told me just now.
I'm so glad you came to stay with us for a while.
Boredom is already eating me and I would like to have your company.
If you would like to invite the rest of our friends when you come and we will celebrate the summer as much as possible.
Waiting for you at the manor with great anticipation.
yours,
Draco.
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