CHAPTER 12: her past
"I met you for the first time when we were 7 years old. Your family came to visit my family. I was told by my mother that some very important guest would be arriving and that I would have to behave."
"Behave," she giggles.
"Hey, no cutting off," he points his finger playfully at her. "Now, where was I? Yes, dinner. When you arrived with your family, I couldn't keep my eyes off you. We were young, yes, but you were so beautiful. The dinner went pretty well. You and your parents, Olivianna and Rutherford, came over for dinner or just tea many times after that. We grew closer and closer. I would always ask my mom when you would be coming again. You would always come for Christmas and in the summer. I was so happy, happier than I have ever been in my whole childhood. Then one day my mom came into my room. She looked like she had been crying. Her eyes were red and puffy. I went right up to her and hugged her. She told me that we wouldn't be seeing you anymore. That you had moved and that I would never get to see you again.
"I cried a lot that day and a few days after that too. You made me happy, you made me look forward to Christmas and birthdays. You made me smile every time you asked my mom in secret if you could have some pumpkin juice because you were never allowed to drink it at home. Those two years I had with you will always be the best years of my childhood.
"A year later I was eavesdropping on my dad, I heard him mention your fathers' name and wondered why they would be talking about him. I then found out that you and your parents had gone missing. Only their wands and a necklace were left. After that day I waited. I waited in excitement. Hoping that one day I would be able to see you again. And I did. When I bumped into you that day in August, I knew it was you. I could recognize those beautiful dark blue eyes anywhere. Your soft voice and how you get small dimples when you smile. When I found out that you didn't remember me, my heart sank. I brought you through Diagon Alley so that we could have one day together again. Even though I was the only one who remembered.
"When my dad came, he recognized you right away too. Those eyes are hard to forget. I knew that the reason for your parent's disappearance had to be because they didn't want to be death eaters anymore. They tried to flee, get you to safety and away from anything that had to do with the Dark Lord. You see, the Dark Lord saw that your parents wanted out when they found out Olivianna was pregnant with you. He made them stay by making you his... well, his property in a way. Not in a dirty way, but in a way where he could use you on his side of the war. Make you a weapon.
"That's why you have been learning magic from a very young age. With my father's contacts in the Ministry, you were able to perform underaged magic without consequences. Now I see that your parents didn't do it to make you a weapon for him, but to make you strong enough to stand up to him. To fight him, not fight for him."
Both of them had tears in their eyes when he was done explaining. They stayed like that for a little while. Crying in silence looking out at the beautiful scenery. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence; it was a pleasant one. After Melia had sorted her thoughts and let them sink in, she turned to look at Draco.
"I'm sorry," her voice breaks as more tears stream down her face. He moves his arms around her and embraces her in a hug. "Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault any of this happened," she pushes herself out of his embrace and looks him in the eyes.
"If it hadn't been for me then mom and dad didn't have to go through what they did. They would be sitting in their house now, drinking wine and be happy. I destroyed their lives by being born."
"Hey, look at me," she doesn't. "Look at me," his voice is even softer this time which makes her look at him.
"None of this is your fault. Every time I looked at your parents, I could see how happy they were. Your mother and father loved you and would do anything for you to be happy. Never think that this is your fault," Melia looks away again, but Draco lifts her chin so that their eyes meet again. "They made their decisions, some of them were wrong and some of them were right, but one thing I know they never thought was a bad or wrong decision was you, Melia."
Draco embraces her again, they stay like that for a while, just drowning in each other's comfort. Suddenly she starts to giggle, "Wait, I used to ask for pumpkin juice all the time?" Draco laughs at that.
"I told you a long explanation on your dark past and that's the only thing you're commenting on?"
After some more laughs, Melia walks down to her common room. There Hermione is waiting for her worried. She wanted to tell her off and ask her where she has been, but after seeing the state Melia was in, she decided against it. Instead, she walked up to her and hugged her. She cried some more into Hermione's shoulder before they went up to bed. She didn't go to sleep herself before making sure that Melia had fallen asleep. After that she went to bed herself, choosing to wait for her to talk when she was ready. It took a while, but an hour after midnight both girls were sound asleep.
(A/N) wow, that was a lot. But now we know more about her and her parents. Also the moments between Draco and Melia! I loved writing them, they are so cute!
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Fanfiction| currently in editing. if you still want to read it, then go ahead:) the edited one will be published on my account under a "new" book | '𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.' --- Camellia Withlock never expected to be a witch like in...