Chapter 8

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Sunday, the last day of relaxation before its back to Fred and George pulling pranks, Ginny sneaking off for some reason, insane classes, fighting with my brother, and running from Filch in the middle of the night.

We were at lunch, sort of just hanging out, when the mail came in and I got a letter from Father, Mother, and.... Auntie Bellatrix.

"This is not possible," I whispered to myself still looking over the letter.

"What is it?" Ginny asked trying to look at it.

"I- I got a letter from Auntie Bellatrix," I said loud enough so only they could hear.

"What in the bloody hell is she doing sending you letters?! Last time I checked, she was in Azkaban!" Fred whisper/shouted.

"The only way she would've been able to give me one is if," I trailed off. I was so angry that I knew my eyes were turning red. "Is if the man that I call my father went to Azkaban, told her about me, and had her write a detailed letter as to how she hates me!" I growled and felt my fangs grow out a bit.

"WOAH, okay, let's go back to the common room," Ginny said grabbing my arm and pulling me up and practically running us out of the Great Hall. She dragged me to the Gryffindor common room, with Fred and George quickly following behind. When we got into the common room there were a few people there so Ginny groaned and dragged me up to Fred and George's dorm.

"Alright, sit, open one, and read," Ginny said pushing me onto someone's bed. Of course I fell all the way back and laid there while we waited for Fred and George to come up.

"See Forge, I told you she liked me, why else would she be lying in my bed?" Fred said to George closing the door. So that's why it smells like cinnamon... I mean what?! Nothing!

"Because Ginny pushed me and this bed seems so much better than opening the letter from my daemon aunt." I said still staring at the ceiling.

"Come on, sit up and open the letters." Ginny said hitting me. I sat up and hit her back which ended with a slap fight.

"Hey, hey, HEY, stop that and just read the damn letter." George said putting his arm in front of us.

"Start with the bad, end with the good," Fred said handing me Auntie Bella's letter. I sighed deeply, opened the letter, and began reading.

Samantha,

So you're the "famous" girl your father told me about. Well I have to say that I am absolutely disgusted with you! My idiot sister has always been one too immediately take anyone in and accept who they are. But I am different. I do not tolerate mudbloods and I certainly do not tolerate half breeds. Considering you are both I do not tolerate you. In fact I despise you. However, you will eventually be of use to the Dark Lord so until then it is that I say: I shall put up with you.

-Aunt Bellatrix

"What the bloody hell, she wants you to join the Death Eaters when you're older?!" Fred half yelled.

"What did you expect? I come from a family of Death Eaters." I said giving him a look.

"It was to be expected, now come on read the one from your dad," Ginny said handing me father's letter.

Samantha,

I truly expected better of you, associating with blood traitors, a mudblood, and a half-blood. It is truly disgusting in the way you associate with these people; and how dare you say that you might try out for the Ravenclaw's Quiddich team! No Lady Malfoy is going to even think about doing such a thing, I forbid you! Let alone the way you're happy about getting accepted into Ravenclaw! The Dark Lord will never take such a disgrace such as you! I don't even want a disgrace such as you! If I could change the fact that your mother adopted you I truly would, you are a disgrace to the Malfoy family line.

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