Sheila stood upon the doorstep of Malfoy Manor, poised to knock. She wondered how they would react when they saw her.
She rapped on the door and waited. After a while, a dark-haired woman answered, smiling graciously. Sheila stared at her in surprise.
"Hello, my dear!" the woman greeted her enthusiastically, "Can I help you?"
"Well, I hope so," Sheila replied uncertainly, "This is still the Malfoy residence, right?"
The woman nodded, "Yes, I'm Astoria Malfoy. My husband is Draco Malfoy. Should I know you?"
"Well, I...can I talk to your husband?"
"I'm sorry, but he works at the Ministry. He won't be returning home for a while."
"So where are Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy?"
"Died a few months back, I'm afraid to say. Did you know them?"
Sheila didn't answer. Astoria's smile slackened.
"Where are you from?" she asked sweetly.
"Never mind," Sheila said quickly, "I should go."
"But, wait..."
Sheila strode back down the long walkway, the gravel crunching under her boots, her thoughts buzzing in a panic. Guilt burned in her. She'd never even been able to say goodbye to her dearest friend. She wondered in any of the other Death Eaters were still around to talk to. Someone had to know the truth about Voldemort's daughter. If not, there could be no way of finding her.
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The Story of Sheila Riddle (Harry Potter Fanfic)
FanficSheila Riddle is an ordinary 11-year-old. Well, as normal as a lonely orphan girl CAN be. But her life completely changes when she receives the letter from Hogwarts School telling her that she is a witch... P.S. Since this is a fanfiction, I will, o...
