Inside his grey eyes

Chapter 0: Prologue.

30th of August

 Walking on his own room, his own empty greenie room looking down and wondering what it will happen, or better, what else will happen. One year after the death of Voldemort the Malfoy family was under observation and they had a crucial trial ahead of them, that were making the young Draco Malfoy scared. Even in the thought his heart skipping beats. Whenever he was hearing the name of the Dark Lord or someone was talking about him his blood was cooling and his whole body shivering as remembering the psychological violence he had suffered from him almost 1 and half year. He was only 16 years old when he got forced to become a deatheater and save his father. Since his early 17 years he was forced to be one of them, forced to get against of everything he was trying to avoid, just to save his family and more his mother’s life.

 The minister of Magic; Kingsley with some if his aurors were now downstairs and talking with the ex-prisoner Lucius Malfoy and his wife Narcissa and explained them the situation and how they should handle it so the family will be free again and not spotted at all the Magic Society but one of his rules were something that Draco hated since he heard him. “The young mister Malfoy have to return to Hogwarts in order to help you and save your family’s reputation, wealth and name.” that was the words Draco was hearing all the time in his mind. “back in prison, no big difference between the Hogwarts and the Askaban!” he said out loud as the elf in his room was packing his things, clothes and books for the school. “anything else sir?” the elf asked terrified and shaking by his fear knowing that he will shout again or hit him as he did after all “Leave now!” he shout as the elf predicted and without a second glare of his the elf disappeared still shaking but feeling grateful that he didn’t hit him or throw anything to him. He heard his mother’s voice calling him for the dinner and then he decide to leave his room, unwillingly of course and locked his door.

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30th of August

 From luxury in simplicity, there were so many differences between those two houses, those two families but they had something in common; the purity of blood. The Malfoy family was so proud for the purity of their blood and they would even kill to keep it as such; unlike the Weasley family who with simply words they didn’t care about such things. The only thing they wanted was happiness and their family compact.

 The Weasley family was really united; even they were poor and have 6 kids to nurture, two of them studying still in Hogwarts, the other two working and the other one were married they never stopped having great time together, except of course the day that they lost the 7th kid, one of the twins who died in the second wizardry war by a deatheater. Serious blow to the family, especially to the other twin, named George. Since he lost him, he lost his other half but that wouldn’t stop him for not living his life. By the other hand he would keep living the most he could for both of them; he had promised it after all to his grave “I will be okay, I may cry now, feel like my heart is broken, half but I promise to you Fred, I will live and be happy, enough for both of us” he had said to his grave with his eyes full of tears.

 After Fred’s death the family became more united than the last one and unfortunately the parents over protective, especially to the younger of all the children, Ginny, the only daughter, the only girl in who born in the Weasley families in decades. She would be in her final year at Hogwarts with her one year older brother named Ron who like Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy was getting ready to repeat their seventh and final year on Hogwarts. She liked the fact she would be back, she had miss her school so much, her friends, her carefree life like she did before the war she was involved. Ginny was almost ready she had only go to the diagon alley and buy a quill and a book she was missing and of course to go and repair her school uniform, thing she would do tomorrow.

 All of the students were packing their things, their books and the diagon alley tomorrow will be full of new and old students who were collecting the final things so at the 1rst of September they would go to the king cross station and started their new free and full of lessons and studies life.