Bad Blood | Draco Malfoy

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After my father left, we ate dinner. I finished the cannelloni Mum made extremely quickly and headed up to bed before I was questioned about living with Dad. Dave had placed all my bags in my room and used magic to put everything into place. My new room is slightly smaller than my old room and I have no window ledge seat. My bed is a fourposter and is extremely soft. When I flopped into bed I could feel my body sink into the mattress slightly. I'm thankful I don't share with Tia, otherwise I would feel like the past is repeating itself.

The following day Mum takes Tia and I to Diagon Alley to buy our school supplies and uniform. I change into a light blue playsuit with golden floral designs. Before we leave, I brush my hair and slip on a pair of white pumps. Once I'm downstairs, Mum gives Dave a goodbye kiss and takes ahold of my sister and I and we apparate to Diagon Alley. I feel the familiar sickening feeling churn within my stomach as everything spins. When I blink, we're standing outside Ollivander's Wand Shop inside Diagon Alley - a place I haven't been to in years.

"Tia, you know what you're getting, yeah?" Mum asks. Tia nods and then Mum hands her a sack of galleons and allows her to go off by herself.

"Can't I go with you and Mira? I haven't spent quality time with her in years," Tia glances between Mum and me.

"I wanted to talk with Mira in private. Once we've got her books and school uniform you two can get some Butterbeer from the Leaky Cauldron," Mum tells Tia. She sighs and waves me goodbye, walking into the bustling crowd. Mum looks at me, beaming. "Let's get you measured up for your robes first." Mum tells me. We both head into the crowd and walk down Diagon Alley. I take in the shop names I recognise and marvel over the liveliness of the one of the best places on earth. Trips to Diagon Alley has definitely been the thing I've missed most about England.

"How has your father been treating you?" Mum asks.

"He's been great. It isn't his fault as to why I'm here, anyway," I defend my father.

"I believe you. I'm happy you're here now, I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, Mum." We turn into Madame Malkin's Robes for All Occasions where I'm going to get my school uniform. Mum and I walk and are immediately greeted by a short woman with ginger hair and slightly pudgy body.

"Anita!" She exclaims, pulling Mum into a hug. I watch awkwardly as the pair embrace and the woman's four children emerge from behind her. They all have ginger hair like her, though her only daughter has a more fiery shade of red hair. "Oh, you must be Mira, Anita's daughter! I'm Mrs. Weasley, but you can call me Molly, dear." Molly outstretches a hand and I take it, smiling politely. "I heard you're starting Hogwarts this year?"

"Yeah," I nod with a smile still plastered upon my face. "I'm starting my third year."

"Oh, my son Ron is also starting his third year," Molly gestured to the her shorter son with a slightly long nose and few faint freckles on his face. I take in these detail to try and remember him for later so I don't embarrass myself when I meet with him again.

"Where is Tia?" Ron asks.

"I let her go off by herself as I need to help Mira find her things for Hogwarts this year," Mum says.

"We better let you two carry on," Molly says. "I'll see you later - feel free to pop 'round for tea!" Mum smiles and says goodbye to Molly and her children.

"I doubt I'll be able to remember all of those faces - they all look the same!" I huff.

Mum looks down at me pitifully. "I don't know how you cope, you know. Tia's always feeling awful about it - that's why she's constantly writing you letters. She was pretty scared when she found you were coming to live with us again."