Cordelia Lyra Malfoy had always been different from the rest of her family. Her family were blood-supremacists who tried to teach their views to their children. Cordelia never believed with their views and would be punished for it.
She never felt a...
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TW: Child abuse
Cordelia's summer as a thirteen year old started out the same as her previous summer: She stayed in her room when her father was home. Dobby even brought her dinner so that she would not have to join her family. This seemed to be the new normal for the new teen, but she was fine with it. Anything was better than being in the same room as her father.
One evening in July, Lucius sent Dobby to to retrieve his daughter, requiring her to join the family for dinner.
"Your father tells me you need to dress acceptable," Dobby informed Cordelia when he told her the news. She begrudgingly put on a clean dress went to the dining hall to see that the Avery and Nott families had been invited.
She sat at the table next to her brother, and silently moved her food around the plate throughout the meal, trying not to bring attention to herself. Her attempt went in vain, however, as Theodore Nott and Lucas Avery spent their time in whispers, occasionally sneering at the girl.
Dessert was finally served and Cordelia was glad, as it meant she could go back to her bedroom soon. Lucius was talking to Mr. Avery and Mr. Nott when their conversation brought Cordelia out of her own thoughts.
"Those mud-bloods have no business working in the ministry," Mr. Avery commented. "They cannot hold the same skills we do."
Cordelia hand tightened around her fork in response to the man's words as she glared down at her untouched plate.
"The ministry? Mud-bloods have no business being in the wizarding world," Mr. Nott declared.
Cordelia took a deep breath as she felt anger rise up in her chest. She still didn't say anything, trying to keep her composure. The Avery and Nott children giggled to themselves as they watched her struggle.
"They have indeed tainted our way of life with their vile inventions and ways of thinking. They will be the cause of our society's downfall," said Lucius, openly admitting his hatred and prejudice towards the people he deemed unworthy.
With this comment, Cordelia snapped, thinking about her friends and their wonderful families. "You're wrong," she whispered to herself as her brother nudged her with his elbow.
"What was that, girl?" asked Lucius, turning his attention to his daughter.
"I said you're wrong," she said louder, her voice rising as she spoke. "Muggleborns aren't bad people." Cordelia felt an unfamiliar mixture of confidence and rage rush through her body. The table fell silent as Lucius and his guests glared at her.
"See? They're corrupting the minds of our children. You shouldn't blame yourselves for this," Mrs. Nott spoke up from her place next to Narcissa in a failed attempt to ease the tension off the girl.
