Dramione the unlikely

(Not) Such a Prude

   Emma
I popped my green bubble gum, my spiky combat boots tearing at my robes. Confinement wasn't easy... But talking to my brother was easier than I thought.

  I marched myself towards the bathrooms. I found a girl's bathroom, but another girl was already standing outside of it. A Ravenclaw girl.

  "Move prissy little Ravenclaw" I snarled. She looked me up and down, her nose scrunched up like I had thrust moldy cheese in front of her face.

  "And who are you to tell me, new girl" She said cockily. I smirked. "A Ravenclaw with Slytherin talent. Impressive. I'm Emma"

  She had blonde curls, tied up with a blue silk ribbon as a headband. Her robes were accented with a small rose, tucked into a breast pocket. Her face was perfectly smooth, and nearly doll like. Her piercing brown eyes seemed to search into my soul. Average height, skinny-pretty, and was almost like a Barbie.

  After a moments consideration, she held out her hand. "Madeline" I pushed her hand down, and pushed my sleeves up. "Alright Madeline. Gimme the 411 on the school"

  She laughed. "No way, it's nearly curfew. You can be caught all by yourself. Watch out for Mrs. Norris" she rounded a corner and disappeared.

  I skipped back to my common room. Maybe Barbie doll can be my friend. I opened my trunk, once I got to my dorm. I pulled out the folded, weak piece of parchment, and began to read it for the umpteenth time. I flopped down on my bed.

Em,
  The dark lord is lost without me, young Emma. You must stay far away, for even though I may have taken a small liking to you, your father and I can not have any trace of our relationship. He knows nothing of you and it shall stay that way.
    Though I long for a day I can see you again, that day is far off, once the dark lord rules the world and he and I are alone together, without the retched Malfoy's. I want you to do something for us, me and the death eaters. Once the battle is over, and Hogwarts is rebuilt under The dark lord's watchful eye, I want you to go there. Seek out what I hold dearest. Exception. Love. And most of all, your brother. With his guidance, you may be able to do great things. And make sure to tell him, and make yourself known. Once victory is secure, the Malfoy's can fall apart and no one will have to care.

  Stay Dark,
Bellatrix Lestrange

  Her words intrigued me. She said that she likes me, and she wants to be with me, but also her twisted mind shows through. She was too faithful to Voldemort , too vain to care for anyone but him.

  But Merida and Alban have raised me like she would have. She made special instructions, and threatened to cute them if they didn't raise me horrible-right.  And they are random strangers, so it's a miracle.