𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴

𝓗𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮:

I am holding onto Narcissa's hand tightly as many people are rushing about trying to get everything they need.

We are in a rush, however, we gracefully stroll through the alleys. Narcissa always taught me to be well mannered and professional. She was like the mother I never had, due to my mother passing away when I was 4.

Draco was carrying my clutch with my wand in it and Dobby the house elf was carrying our boxes. I had offered to help the poor creature but father had insisted Dobby do it.

We went into three broomsticks and sat down for a drink and a snack.

A brunette boy walks in, he has broken glasses and an owl in his hand.

I feel a burning shooting pain in my chest, I clutch my chest and take quick breaths, tears spring to my eyes. 

"Diddle? Are you okay?" Draco rushes to my side and rubs my back, I watch the boy be escorted upstairs and the pain starts to ease away.

"That was Harry Potter. He tried to hurt me, he must've sent a spell my way when I made eye contact.

"I'm going to kill that Potter." Draco grits through his teeth.

"Draco. Get your things and let's go home." Narcissa helps me stand up and apparates us back to the Malfoy Manor.

I walk into mine and Draco's closet and see our personalised Slytherin robes.

"How do they know we are in Slytherin already, Drakey?" I look at the blonde boy.

"I don't know?" He shrugs his shoulders.

My head starts to hurt and I all of a sudden I feel dizzy.

I stumble and try to grab onto Draco. 

"Why is there 2 of you?"