Chapter 2

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Draco POV:

That's the daughter of Voldemort? She should be the daughter of a Farie or something. She's so bubbly and happy, and made me laugh a couple of times. My dad said to get close to her so Voldemort wont hurt my family but how am I supposed to become her friend if she's so different from me?

She was truly beautiful, and when she smiled her eyes sparkled. But when she put on her serious face she truly looked like her father. It was scary, as if Voldemort was looking through her eyes. But her scary face is... well scary, but her happy face wants to make you smile. Voldemort is definitely in for a surprise.

When Lianora found out she was Voldemort's daughter she collapsed. But I managed to grab her just in time. When I held her I felt very protective over her. She smelled so sweet, like flowers during the spring. She had long beautiful lashes and had furrowed her brows. And when she was sleeping she looked utterly peaceful and vulnerable. She had a small smile on her lips, and snuggled up closer to me as I took her outside. I held her even closer, because I was afraid she might get a cold.

This is so weird, why am I feeling like this? I shouldn't feel this way.

But as I gazed at her sleeping, I knew I wasn't going to stop those feelings for her.

Lia's POV:

I groaned and woke up to the feeling of someone shaking me. I groaned again and didn't want to get up, I had a very comfortable pillow.

Someone gently shook me again and I grumbled, "Go away Dad."

That person chuckled and said, "I'm not your Dad."

I quickly sat up and ended up hitting my forehead with Draco's nose.

"OUCH!" We both yelled clutching the part we hurt.

"Sorry," we both said at the same time.

We grinned sheepishly at each other. Then I realized the pillow I had been sleeping on was actually Draco's lap.

"Oh dang I'm, sorry for, um, sleeping on you..." I stuttered.

He chuckled and said, "S'okay."

Great, now I was probably acting like a bumbling fool.

Wait a minute, since when do I care how I act in front of other boys?

I quickly looked around where I was, oh, I'm in a train. .

I'M IN A TRAIN!!!

Holy pickles, I'm in a train! I started to hyperventilate, what will my Mom and Dad say, I didn't agree to this!

Draco seemed to understand what I was panicking about and he smiled and said, "Don't worry you muggle parents agreed to let you go to the school of magic, Hogwarts, and you get to meet your real father."

I eyed him suspiciously, "Did you use magic to get them to agree?"

He grinned in understanding and said, "We didn't need to. You see they knew you weren't their child but were under a spell, so they couldn't say anything about it."

"So they were acting like they love me?" I asked feeling hurt.

"No nothing like that, they can treat you in any way they like."

"Oh." I said, feeling better, that they knew I wasn't their daughter and yet was treated like their own.

"So what's Voldemort like?" I asked, not wanting to say Dad because I didn't think of him as my father since I didn't know him. Nor did he participate in raising me.

Draco took an unsteady breath, "You'll see when we get there."

Every one seemed afraid of this Voldemort guy. Why? What did he do?

The train noises were really annoying, "Ugh." I grumbled, and covered my ears.

Draco smiled and said, "Don't worry you'll get used to it after a couple of times."

"A COUPLE OF TIMES?!?!" I screeched.

He flinched. I immediately apologized and asked why he was so scared.

He said, "Because when you get mad you remind me of Voldemort."

I felt bad for scaring him, "I'm sorry, I'll work on my anger issues. Is Voldemort really that scary?"

He merely nodded. I had a feeling that he had seen more that a boy of 17 should've seen.

We rode the rest of the train ride in silence.

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