Aspen Malfoy was given to her Uncle Lucius when she was one year old when her mother tragically died in an Auror raid. From that moment she becomes The Other Malfoy.
"I am more than a Malfoy. I was the first to not be sorted into Slytherin." I sa...
Aspen woke up to the sun shining in her face. She turned around and smiled when she saw Marie in the middle of the bed snoring and Tonks bright yellow hair sticking out from under the cover.
Aspen could not remember how the two girls snuck into her bed but it must have been after Charlie stole the bottle of Firewhiskey from Filch's office.
Aspen quickly got out of the bed and grabbed her jumper and made her way downstairs into the common room. Waiting for Aspen was both Bill and Charlie as they went to continue their yearly Christmas tradition of opening all of their presents together.
"Marie and Tonks still asleep?" Charlie asked as Aspen sat down beside Bill who wrapped his arm around his girlfriend and pulled her close to him.
"Yes, I can honestly say I do not remember how they got into my bed or how the three of us fit." She said with a laugh.
"All I remember was hearing them yell at the Fat Lady," Charlie said earning the three of them to laugh before Bill cleared his throat.
"Alright, are we ready to open the gifts?" He asked and everyone nodded. Bill began to pass out all the gifts between the three of them. Once they were all passed out evenly.
Aspen scooted away from Bill and began to opened up all her parcels. The first one she opened was from her Uncle Lucius. Inside was a beautiful bright red journal. She flipped threw it and ran her fingers over the smooth parchment.
The second parcel was from her Aunt Narcissa. When she ripped away from the wrapping paper and opened the box inside was a floor-length gown. It was black and the sleeves were all lace. Attached was a letter that Aspen lifted.
Dear Aspen,
Happy Christmas my sweet girls! The rest of your gifts should be there by tomorrow night but for now, enjoy these gifts.I spotted this gown while out shopping and thought of you. I cannot wait to see when you come back for term break. I love you, my sweet girl.
Auntie Cissy.
Aspen smiled at the letter before moving to the package from Mrs. Weasley. Inside was her normal bright purple sweater with a white A in the middle. Along with the sweater was the fudge Mrs. Weasley always sent to her.
"I just love fudge!" Aspen squealed as she popped two pieces into her mouth. Bill shook his head at his girlfriend before handing her his gift.
"I hope you like it. You put a lot of thought into mine." He said as he held up the signed photo of Bill's favorite quidditch player.
"Uncle Lucius knows people. And I will love anything and everything you get me." Aspen said as she opened the box and inside was a homemade bracelet. Attached to the middle was the Scorpio and Sagittarius sign.
"It's both of our signs together. Do you like it?" Bill asked as Aspen slipped it onto her wrist and threw her arms around her boyfriend and hugged him.
"I love it! Thank you, Bill." She said before she kissed him quickly.
"Happy Christmas Aspen." He whispered and Aspen grinned as she stared at her boyfriend.
"Happy Christmas darling." She said before he pressed a kiss to Aspen's forehead.
"You have another gift." Charlie pointed out earning Aspen to turn around. A small parcel was waiting for her. She pulled apart the yellow bow and inside was a framed photo of her mother holding was Aspen believed to be her.
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"Is that you?" Bill asked and Aspen nodded.
"I guess. That's my mum holding me in my old nursery at Carrow Manor." Aspen whispered as she felt the tears well up in her eyes.
She watched as her mother brushed some of her hair back before smiling at the camera.
"Who sent it?" Charlie whispered as he watched one of his closest friends on the verge of tears. Aspen reached for the envelope that was waiting for her. When she opened it she quickly realized her father's handwriting.
Dear Aspen,
Happy Christmas my sweet girl! As I was thinking of things to get you for your birthday I had found this photo your mother had sent me before she died. This was you with her in your old nursery.
Your mother's best friend Alice Longbottom had taken the photo and then your mother sent it to me. Many will tell you this but you look so much like your mother. From the eyes down to your smirk and temper.
I hope you enjoy this photo as you do not have many of your mothers. If I find any more I will gladly send them to you. Again I apologize for everything Abigail has said to you over the summer and I do hope for one of the term breaks you do come to visit me.
Happy Christmas from your dad and Oliver.
Aspen wiped her eyes free from all the tears before looking up at Bill and Charlie.
"My mother sent this to my father. She had always planned for him to know of me." She whispered as she picked the photo up again.
She watched her mother's beautiful smile and I traced over it with my finger.
