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When I got home, everybody, including Harry, was crowded in the front room, my parents with faces red as blood and my brothers with their fists clenched until their knuckles were white. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, making a loud noise in the process. "What’s up?" I asked as innocently as possible. "What up? What’s up is that you go out, without telling anybody where you're going or who you're going with. Then return at 10:30pm. You know what Mia? You're grounded until you go back to Hogwarts and you will tell us where you have been and who you've been with. Are we clear Young Lady?"
Why did my mum have to shout like that? "Why do you need to know: where I was and who I have been with, mum?" I asked her softly but I wasn't finished. “You don't ask Fred and George where they have been, do you. So why me?" Molly Weasley looked shocked, they all did, they didn't expect me to speak to her like that but I had, had enough of all the whispers and crap about me going on behind my back. They were my family, I was there family. They should treat me how they treat each other. "I have to know because you are a Slytherin and everybody I trust is a Gryffindor. I need to know because you could be making plans to-I don't know kill Harry when he will be our only chance if 'He' returns." My mother yelled back her face was red and you could see the veins on her forehead.
"So you don't trust me. Thanks you're supposed to be my Mother, I am your daughter, mum and I love you. I would do no such thing, not for you, and definitely not for 'Him', you know that." I tried to reason with her but it was no use, not with her like this. "No child of mine could ever be housed in Slytherin, Mia. Ever generation of this family, has been house in Gryffindor. And you had to be the snake in the family." My mother was so angry now and I couldn't take it no more. "Are you saying that you're not my mother? That every day of my life has been a lie made up to keep me from being sorted with the snakes? The snake in the family." I shouted while taking out the neclace that Draco had given me.
"You see this Molly? This is why I was out, because it is my birthday. And, my firend wanted to give me this!" I didn't want to believe what she said was true, but it was as if deep down I had known. "Who is that 'friend' you were with?" Arthur askied his eyes were dold as ice and hard as steel. "Draco Malfoy."........................
Draco POV
The house was quiet when I returned so I knew that there was something not quite right. I walked down the the dark halls of the manor, the portraite's of my ancestors speaking in hushed wispers, making the all the more nervous as to what was going on. "Mother? Father?" I called, I could hear my parents coming from the front room, I sighed in relief. But that relief wasn't going to last long, that I could sense. "Where have you been Draco?!" My father yelled at me he ased his wand in the air, as if to curse me but my mother, put her hand on his arm to stop him. Once again, I sighed.
"I was out with a.....A friend." I informed him, despite it being the truth, he looked as though he still didn't believe me. But that was my father, suspicious of everyone but he expected their trust. "Would that friend be Amelia Weasley, by any chance?" my father interrogated "Maybe?" I told him but, even to me, it sounded like a question. With my answer,Lucius' face turned into an angry, to say the least, sneer and pointed his wand at me once again. "Crucio!"
I let out a scream of agony, although I should be used to it by now, but the pain was excruciating. "Stop, stop" I begged, pathetically this just made his grin all the larger. "Not until you've learnt your lesson boy."He sneered " I have. I'll stay away from her." I knew as soon as I said it, I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. I could never stay away from Mia. It would kill me. "Good Draco. I'll hold you to that." My father snapped.
God I hate him, he's always trying to make my life miserable. He hates the Weasleys to I have to hate them, to be honest, I don't I'm jelous ; they have a big family and are happy, they go on picnics and do everything together. You have no idea how humiliating it is to say that I'm jelous of them. If my father knew, he would kill me, very slowly and take great plesure in watching me bleed to death. He might aswell; I'd rather die than stay away from her. She's my best friend.
I got away as soon as I could, running upto my room and locking the door. Rummaging around for a piece of parchment, I had to write to Mia, to tell her everything.
Chere Mia,
Je suis si ce n'est un mauvais moment, mais je hd vous dire quelque chose. Mon père, il m'a torturé et qui me fait rester loin de vous. Je ne peux pas. Avez-vos parents découvrent que tu étais avec moi? Écrire de nouveau à moi dès que vous le pouvez. Soyez prudent et être sûr
Draco
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I didn't care if the letter was intercepted by my father, I didn't care if he tortured me again. I had to warn her. Even if it does kill me, she means that much to me. Giving the letter to my owl, there was a quiet knock at my door, my mother. "Draco, can I come in, please?" She asked, her voice soft and caring, she was nothing like my father. "Yes." I told her, opening the door. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Mother fussed. "I'm fine. What is it you wanted?" I questioned. "Your father is angry. He's threatening to kill her." She informed me, her voice exclaimed, I didn't get it. Who does he want dead? " He wants to kill Mia." Honestly, how hard did you hit your head?" She cleared up. "No! He can’t do that! We have to stop him!" I shouted. "He won’t, he won’t, Draco. He's just angry right now and it's the old crazy man in his head speaking. Don't worry." My mum comforted me.
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Well I deffinately got over my writer's block, which is a good thing. Hope you liked it and bacause its the summer holidays, I'm not going to be a ble to write as much because I haven't got a computer or laptop at home so sorry guys.
Summerxx
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The Windows To Our Souls - Draco Malfoy Love story
FanficMia Weasley is the daughter of Molly and Arther Weasley or is she. The first instalment of many, so follow Mia on her and Draco's journey of dicovering who she really is.