The flight to America was long. You slept most of the time. Your aunt lived in the Pacific Northwest of America. It was beautiful with the all the mountains. When you landed in Seattle, Washington, your father rented a car. The three of you drove for another hour into the Cascade Mountains. Your aunt lived on the outskirts of a small town called Packwood.
Once everyone was settled in, you found time to write your friends. You sent Kathy's and Sebastians letter to Sam's house, and ask Sam if she could forward the others their letters.
'I made it to my aunt's house safely. It's so beautiful here. When I get back I'll write to tell you about the trip.' Is all you said on the letters. It was Draco's that was the longest.
'Dear Draco, the plane ride was crazy long. I wish we could have just flew here on a broom but, as you know, that's not allowed. I slept most of the time.
The mountains here are gorgeous. I think you would like it. Were staying in my aunt's cabin in the woods. It's small but cozy.
There are so many animals in the woods. It's a good think I left (n/n) back there with you. He would have been eaten about 50 times over already.
I wish you could have come with me. It would be fun to go exploring together. That's what I'm gonna do tomorrow.
This letter will get you just before we get home so don't replay. I'll tell you all about my adventures when I get home.
It's late, so I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll get this in the mail in the morning. Hope (n/n) has been behaving himself. Sincerely, your friend (f/n).'
You put the addresses and a stamp on the envelope and set it on the stand next to the bed.
The next day was loads of fun. You did wish Draco was there with you. Your aunt didn't have kids, and there were no kids around for miles. You had to explore the land on your own. You found a few waterfalls and climbed a few trees, but without anyone to share it with, it wasn't that fun. Ot would have been better if you had a friend to share it with.
Half the week went by. It was nice to be able to do as you pleased. Your aunt let you go any where you wanted to around her home.
One morning, as you sat in a tree watching the sun rise, you thought about the night you and Draco had spent time together in your tree back home. Just as you were getting ready to climb down, smoke caught your eye. It wasn't far off from where you were. Was there another house close by?
You climbed down the tree and walked in the direction the smoke came from. After walking for a while, you came across a tiny shed looking building. It had a small chimney with one window and one door. It looked only big enough for maybe a few people to sit in. You walked slowly up to it. You could here voices.
"This is a good hiding place." It was you mothers voice. What was she doing way out here?
"I thought it was too." That was your aunt. What was going on?
"Do you think it will work?" Dad's voice came next. You crouched down out of sight and listened intently.
"I don't see why it wouldn't. He should be able to use it if he wishes to." Who were they talking about. The three of them walked out and shut the door locking it. After they were long gone. You looked in the window. It was just a room. Nothing special about it at all.
You were half way back to your aunt's cabin when you tripped on something. You stood up and dusted yourself off. You looked around for what triped you. Laying on the ground was what looked like a cellar door coverd with leaves. You brushed it off and opened the door.
It was dark inside, but you went in anyways. Curiosity had grabbed ahold of you. You walked down the stairs and threw a long path. It was pitch black, and you walked for what seemed like all day. In reality, it was closer to an hour.
"I sure wish I could do magic or at least had a flash light." You said out loud. Finaly you could see a light. It opened up to a large space. The room you walked into was coverd in potions with a couldron in the center of the room. What was this place?
You heard a noice and ran back into the dark tunnel. It was your aunt who had come into the room. She was alone. Were where your parents at? You watched her, while staying hiddin.
She walked over to the bookshelf, grabbed a book and walked back out. Was this her stuff? You made sure she wasn't comming back. Then inspected the room some more. You found a closet with Hogwarts robes in it; ones from the Slytherin house. What were they doing here. You pulled them down to read the name on the inside. It wasn't long before you realized, yes, this was your aunt's stuff. These were your aunts robes from Hogwarts. Was she a witch like you? What were your parents hidding from you. Surely your mom knew her sister went to Hogwarts.
The end of the trip ended. You never said anything about what you found. Before you knew it, you were back home in your own bed.
(N/n) was happy to see you. Draco greeted you home with a long hug, which made you blush. You wanted to tell him everything you found, but resisted the urge to blabber with your parents standing there. You would tell him about it later when the two of you were alone.
Summer went by and you still didn't get the chance to talk to Draco alone. He wasn't sending Arrow over or coming by anymore. You tried to walked over to see him, but you couldn't get close. Mr. Malfoy had told the house elf, Dobby, to not talk to you, or to tell Draco anything you asked Dobby to say. The house elf wouldn't take the note to deliver either.
You could see Draco in his window. He would just wave sadly, while you waved back just as sad. Something was going on, and you wanted to know what. You hadn't see Arrow flying around lately, which meant that Draco wasn't able to keep in contact with the outside world. You knew that Mr. Malfoy hated people like you, but to be this cold to his son, to not allow him to communicate with his other friends; friends Mr. Malfoy accepted and welcomed, was just wrong.
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Malfoy Neighbors
FanfictionThe malfoys are your neighbors. You're just a muggle-born, until you find the truth out. Your parents know more about the Wizarding world then they would like to let you know. What are they hidding and why? Your house is Hufflepuff, just so you know...