The Girl Who Lived...Through Draco Malfoy

The Girl Who Lived...Through Draco Malfoy - Chapter 21

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A couple weeks passed and things seemed to be getting worse. Umbridge was out of control, assigning detention to anyone and everyone, especially Harry who I hadn’t seen in days. Word going around the school was Dumbledore was on his way out which was one more thing to worry about. I sighed and looked down at my breakfast which was scrambled eggs and toast. Delia had already left to get ready for class, but I was in no hurry. Suddenly Palmiro flew in through one of the open windows and dropped a letter onto the table. I gave him some bacon which he ate quickly then left.

I picked up the letter which had the Ministry seal on it and opened it, reading carefully.

Dear Ms. Pierce,

We are very sorry it took so long to get back to you. We found the record of your birth and have attached it. Thank you for inquiring with the Ministry, we hope that you have a wonderful day.

I unfolded the attached paper: Quendalyne Luna Marvosa Pierce, originally Quendalyne Luna Marvosa Potter, daughter of Lily Potter and James Potter. My heart dropped into my stomach and I felt the blood drain from my face. Potter? As in, Harry Potter? I stuffed the letter into my bag and hurried off to my class. I didn’t know what to think so I just focused on class, pushing the letter out of my mind.

I stared at the letters on the page, my mind racing. I was Harry Potter’s sister, which meant my parents were Lily and James Potter. Lily and James Potter were killed by Voldemort who was currently hunting down Harry. Oh God, what did that mean for me? Would he even find out? Of course he would, he probably already knew and was on his way. Should I tell Harry? No, he has enough to worry about. Maybe this is all a mistake. People make mistakes all the time, right?

“Are you ready for dinner?” Delia asked, making me jump. “Whoa, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, I was just thinking.” I shoved the letter into my bedside drawer.

“Okay…”

“I’m not really hungry, I think I’m just going to go to bed.” She shrugged and left. It was useless trying to sleep so I wandered around the grounds. I couldn’t tell anyone, not even Delia. I didn’t want them to know because I wish I didn’t know myself.

“Penny for your thoughts.” I rolled my eyes at the familiar voice.

“Please not now.” I turned around to face him.

“I’m just doing my job. I’m part of the Inquisitorial Squad.” He said proudly.

“What’s the Inquisitorial Squad?” I asked, mocking him.

“Umbridge’s new tactic to find rule-breakers.”

“Seriously?” I shook my head. “Never mind, I don’t want to know.” I hoped he would take that as a hint to leave, but he just stood there. “What do you want Draco?”

“You.” He smirked.

“Well, you can’t have that.” Could this kid take a hint?

“I think you’ll find I always get what I want.” He stepped closer, his grey eyes smoldering.

“And I think you’ll find you’re going to be very disappointed because I’m not interested.” His face didn’t falter.

“You were at one point, or do you not remember?” he stepped closer, his body almost touching mine.

“No, I don’t.” I lied. Of course I remembered, but I had too much on my plate to be worrying about Draco.

“Maybe I should remind you.” He snaked his arm around my waist, crashing his lips into mine. All of the emotions I had suppressed over the past few months suddenly overtook me. My knees grew weak and my heart began to flutter. The longer we kissed, the more the emotions flowed over me and I had fallen into his twisted web once again.

We finally broke apart, my heart pounding in my chest. The smirk on his face said it all, but at that moment I didn’t care. He knew he had me. I couldn’t resist him, especially not after that kiss. I could hear a couple students approaching, their words echoing through the hall. We didn’t say anything else, just parted ways.

I collapsed on my bed just minutes before Delia arrived.

“Dinner was really good, you should’ve come down.” I smiled to myself. Maybe I could try to juggle Draco and everything else. I sure couldn’t fight him off anymore and I knew then I didn’t want to.

“Goodnight Delia.” I fell asleep rather easily that night, my dreams filled with Draco and those gorgeous eyes of his.