Bad Blood | Draco Malfoy

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Seven years later...

"Mira! You're letter's here," Dad calls from downstairs. I sigh, lifting myself from my comfortable bed and pulling my blanket around my shoulders before I head downstairs. As I reach the bottom, a slender woman with blonde curls and amazing green eyes flurries past. I use her features to identify her as my father's girlfriend, Belle.

"Le petit déjeuner est prêt!" Breakfast is ready! She flashes me a pearly smile and then continues to run upstairs. I thank her in French, trying to make myself seem happier though dread claws at my insides.

Things have changed drastically since the accident a mere seven years ago. My parents announced their divorce a day after I left St. Mungo's. From as long as I can remember, their relationship was rocky and I'm guessing my accident was the last straw. After they announced this, they decided that Tia would be better off with Mum in England while Elliot and I stay with Dad in France. Elliot, who had become moodier and secluded (just like me at the moment) after the accident, was glad. He had grown to show strong dislike towards Tia and constantly tells me I shouldn't have forgiven her. Tia was the only one protesting, saying she wanted to live with me. I didn't say anything as I didn't think my input mattered.

Throughout the time I've lived with my father, Dad had gained himself a gorgeous French girlfriend who I could never hate due to her always trying to make me happy. She accepted the fact I would never call her my mother yet she still treats me like her daughter. I do love Belle, but it's not that typical mother and daughter love. Elliot also likes Belle a lot. She was the one who helped him overcome his anger and actually live his life. Elliot's now twenty and is currently trying to find his own place. All has been well and I'm happy with my Dad and Belle.

Mum is also well. I visit her and Tia every summer with Elliot - but usually it's just a day visit. She has a boyfriend too and the pair are happy, like Dad and Belle. Tia also seems quite content, though there is slight tension between the pair of us. I have forgiven her, but I can't forget and feel the same around her. I can just about tolerate her. Due to what's happened, my time at Beauxbatons has been terrible. I've been bullied after opening up to the girl's in my dormitory about my prosopagnosia. They spread rumours about me that haunted me for my first two years. I don't like to talk about it much as it hurts to remember all they've said to and about me. Plus... I hadn't been angel sweet either. When I can't take it anymore I outburst and it gets even uglier. These ugly outbreaks are the reason I've been expelled from Beauxbatons.

"It's the Hogwarts letter, isn't it?" I ask, picking up some French toast. I take a bite and let the taste lighten my mood. Belle's cooking could make any day amazing. Too bad it wasn't available at Beauxbatons.

"Yeah," Dad nods, leaning against the large wooden table set in the middle of the enormous square kitchen. Dad's job as part of the French Ministry gives him loads of money, resulting in his large house and fine furnishings. "They've secured your place."

Sadness washes over me. Secretly, I was praying that they would decline me. I begged Dad to be homeschooled however he decided that education in the second best school is better than poor home teachings. He told me that Beauxbatons had lost it's reputation due to today's children. Hearing him say this always makes me laugh. He had such high hopes for a pathetic school. I don't like Beauxbatons and I don't want to go to Hogwarts because that's the school Tia goes to, meaning I have to move to London and live with Tia and Mum again. I love my mother, but my life with Dad is better.

"Mira, cheer up," Dad walks up to me and places his strong hands upon my blanketed shoulders. "Firstly, take this blanket off. If you are in need of a robe you own plenty. Secondly, I know you don't want to go. I don't want you to leave either... but you know what your mother's like. She thinks it's better if you live with her instead of me apparating you there and back."