Adeline's P. O. V
I woke up, 6 am in the morning , sweating. This had been weird. My nightmares started when I was eight, after the first curcio, and they were usually of me withering in pain. But today was different. I don't remember clearly, but there was a woman and a man , a shriek and a green light and then silence. What the.......
The rest of my train of thoughts was interrupted by the sudden realization that if I don't get ready I probably won't get breakfast. I leapt to the bathroom at record speed.
After the shower , I slipped inside a black knee length skirt and a leaf green shirt. I quickly tied my hair in a plait and rushed downstairs.
I must not be late, please Merlin noo.
As history suggests, fate went against me and tada the breakfast was over.
Sh*t."Miss Ady ", a house elf called from behind, his voice shaking.
" Yes ", I turned around to face him and he was visibly shaking. Huh , my parents.
" The breakfast ended moments before, Mrs. Malfoy said that no food should be given to you ", his voice still shaking.
" Yes I guessed that, not unexpected is it", you could just feel the coldness in my voice.
He bowed to me and scurried away. I let out a visible sigh. The dream woman cost me my breakfast, the one time I tried to bond with my parents . If you think it's the food I am mourning about, you're wrong. I looked forward to this because I could sit with my family and try to be more like them. Despite my disagreement with their methods, I wanted a family.
A hand on my shoulder snapped me back to reality.
"My dearest sister is again riding her train of thoughts ", my brother stood there smirking. I just made a face.
"We are getting late , hurry up ",he took my hand and rushed towards the fire place . We took handfuls of the glittery green powder and I stepped in first, shouting Diagon Ally.
I began spinning uncontrollably and in a few minutes the spinning slowed and my feet touched the ground. I landed gracefully, being a practised traveler. Brother landed beside me and passed his hand gracefully through his ultra glossy hair. I was so jealous of his hair. If spoken truly all the problems I faced were due to this hair. Because they were not blonde.
"So you woke up late ,I take it " he looked down at me with the expression one has while talking to a naughty child.
I looked at him sheepishly and he let out a sigh. "How I deal with you ", he let out another sigh and placed his hand in side his robe's pocket, taking out a toast wrapped in a tissue. "Here", he gave it to me .
"Thanks bro", I said my American accent slipping. A scowl replaced his smug look. "Don't call me that ", he said in an ever irritated voice .
I giggled and stared eating my toast. I love my brother.
He led me to the shop named Ollivander's first, and all the girls in our way were fawning over my brother. Disgusting if you ask me. It's well known that Lucius Malfoy is with Narcissa Black, but still they don't leave one opportunity to impress, in my words seduce him.
We stepped inside the shop , it had a strange magical feel around it. I liked that.
"Ah , young Miss Malfoy ",a squeaky old voice came from behind a shelf followed by an old man with strange silver eyes ,which gave me shivers.
"Dear Mr. Malfoy, how's your wand doing ", he asked my brother who politely replied. His wand, I snorted. The most stylish wand on earth if you ask me. And he treated it like his child, I wouldn't be surprised if he also slept with it beside him.
"So let's find a wand for your sister ", and he went to look at some cabinets.
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