Chapter Eight: My Mothers Eyes

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I still couldn't believe it. Harry Potter was my brother. No wonder his eyes were like my mothers. Because she was his mother. I got dressed for my first school day and walked into the common room. Draco was sitting by the fireplace. "Morg," Draco said upon seeing me. "Morning Malfoy," I said. Draco looked surprised. That hardly ever happened. I sniggered at him. He pouted. "Why won't you call me Dray?" Draco asked childishly. I sniggered again. He frowned. I walked from the room. He followed me out. "Where are you going? Breakfast isn't for another hour?" Draco asked. "I have to see my dad," I snapped. He left me be. I walked towards his office when Filch walked by me. "Ms. Snape," he greeted coolly and walked off after his cat. I walked into the Potions office to hear giggling stop abruptly. I looked down averting my eyes. "Good morning and good bye," I said walking from the office. They were kissing. My parents were kissing. It looked absolutely scarring.

(I apologize that was so short. I'm kind of trying to figure out how to write this story as I go)

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