Harry potters little sister

Pretty blonde pigtails

It started moving- her clothes flowed from her sides like a ghost. The huge outfit fell around her as she quickly stumbled back into her huddled ball. Quickly I ran over to her, who was she? why was she here?

"leave me alone" her voice shrieked as I approached.

"look I'm not here to hurt you" I reasoned rubbing her back soothingly. She lifted her head to look at me this time I realised she was only a little girl no more than 6.

"please please don't touch me" she begged tears in her eyes as I wirhdrew my hand I asked.

"what are you doung here?"

"I live here" she sniffed.

Shocked a stepped back a little before continuing to ask

"what's your name?"

"lily" she whispered closong her eyes.

"well I'm Jemima, thanks for asking" I said in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"look why do you live here?" I sighed at the lack of reaction to my joke.

"because my family does" She answered with all the innocence in the world.

"who..." my lip trembled and my hands shock.

"who is your father?"

"Lucius Malfoy" she grimaced.

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We talked and talked for what seemed like hours as I learnt more about her past the more scared I became, finally I asked

"why are you locked away in this room?" she looked away briefly.

"because I'm a killer" before I could respond I heard shouts they must've been looking for me quickly I turned to her

"is their another way out of this room?" she pulled me aside as she yanked a floor board up and allowed me to climb under before re-sealing it.

I crawled lower and lower until I reached a marble staircase. I rolled out from the dingy corner and tip toed up the staircase until I reached the top- it was sealed frantically I beat at it until it came free.

I slithered out and took in my surroundings I was right where Draco left me, I'd made I could just pretend I needed the toilet or something. Just as I allowed myself to smile I felt a cold hand land on my shoulder.

"tut tut tut what have you been up to Mrs Potter?"