Sometimes they don't have a choice

My Room (Scarletts POV)

It's been weeks since my adopted father left my mom and I for his drinks, and I have stayed at the Malfoy's house the entire time. I wake up with the sun shining into my eyes. Today's the day I think to myself, the day I finally head to hogwarts. But first let me tell you about the room the Malfoy's put me in. It's like a princess room very beautiful, so beautiful, that when they put me in here I was scared to touch anything because I didn't want to mess anything up. 

The bedroom itself was entirely gold and they enchanted it to give it more space but it still would look the same on the outside of the house. I didn't do anything to deserve all they have given me but I tried telling them that and they didn't want to hear it. The bed itself is huge and there was a huge space infront of it for sitting and relaxing. 

The Bathroom don't even get me started on it.  It's like they think that I deserve the very best because they have made sure thats what I got. The bathroom was so luxurious I couldn't say anything when I first walked in.

And the closet is the worst its two floors with a spiral staircase in it and a whole little mirrored corner, all with accents of gold, which is the most precious metal in the world.

I dont think I have ever dreamed of something so grand in my life, my room at home isn't as grand as this room. I wonder if Dray's room looks like this, I think as I get dressed, I haven't seen his room he always comes into my room to watch tv with me. Why are they so nice to me, and why do they treat me like a princess all the time.

 I walk to Dray's room which is right next door and knock on his door, he answers, "Yes Scar did you need something, is anything wrong?" I look into his silver eyes, come on Scarlett ask already, I think as I stand there. "Dray can I ask you something?" I say, he nods. "Does you room look anything like mine?" He looks at me confused, then says, "Your room is exactly like mine except your room is the super girly version of mine. Why?" "Why are your parents being so kind to me they barely know anything about me, yet they treat me like a princess?" 

He laughs and shakes his head, "Oh Scar, if you only knew, I can't tell you why they treat you that way all I can tell you is my mom has always wanted a girl, the rest you will learn when the time is right. Are you packed? After breakfast we will be leaving to go to the station." I nod my head "I finished packing last night." I say and turn to leave, heading towards the stairs. I walk right into Draco's Father, Luscius Malfoy.

"Oh Mrs. Walker, I was just coming to get you and Draco for breakfast, but it looks like you where already heading down. Is all your stuff packed and ready to go?" I look up at him "Yes sir, its all by the door of my room." I say, he nods and says, "We will have the house elves take yours and Draco's stuff down to the car." 

We all head down the stairs to the kitchen where Narcissa is setting the table, "Oh, let me help you Mrs. Malfoy" I say running up to help her, "Oh, you don't have to I've got it, and please call me Cissy." I nod but help her anyway, the guys leave to start bringing food from the kitchen to the table, we all sit down and start breakfast.

For the first ten minutes it's silent, I don't know what to say, but Narcissa asks me "So, how are you liking your room, Scarlett?" I don't want to sound rude so I say "I love it, thank you all for all the things you have done for me." They all turn to me and smile, "We just want to make sure you know you are always welcomed into our home," Narcissa says, I'm confused as soon as she finishes but I brush it off, and finish eating my breakfast. 

We all finish eating then we clear the table and Draco turns to me and says, "I know your confused, but don't ask me because I can't tell you what you are about to ask me." I look at him and giggle "What?" he says blushing "Nothing I just find it funny that you knew exactly what I was about to do." "Well it isn't that hard to guess, your emotions play accross your face, anyone who was looking at you could tell how you were feeling."

Ok well that was interesting that he knows that much about me, but then again I have been here for about a month so he has probably figured me out pretty well. I have been able to figure him out a lot too, like when it's just me and him he is kind sweet and caring, but when we are around his parents or in public he gets ruthless and cold hearted.