Risk

1

I was seated in my study, the warmth of the fireplace providing me comfort as I flipped through the ancient potions textbook. The harsh and worn-out texture of the pages brushing against my fingers as I glanced through the text. It was a summer day, mid-august, but in this cold, dark mansion, it felt like winter. 

"Gemini!" My mother's voice rang from the kitchen. She has always been loud, but the sound of her yell echoing through the hallways was a pain to my head. Especially on a Monday morning. I placed my book back on to the shelf, along with all the other pieces of text I've managaed to collect over the years. I then stepped out into the hallway, pressing the tip of my wand  lightly against my neck so that I could produce a louder sound.

"What mother?" I asked in a normal voice, but the projection from my wand caused my sound to roar through the mansion.

There was a slight pause, but then I heard my mother yell again, "Draco and Narcissa are here. Get downstairs," I felt my eyes instinctively roll to the back of my head at the thought of Draco Malfoy. I didn't hate him, but his presence was never pleasant.

After throwing a small tantrum I finally made my way down the stairs of my family mansion, the one in London, to be exact. After rushing down a million stairs and greeting a few house elfs, I arrived at the dark green tinted kitchen. My eyes were immideatly greeted by the familiar grey ones of the Malfoys.

"Oh, Gemini," Narcissa gasped, yanking me into a hug.

"Hello, Cissy, always a pleasure to see you." I greeted the woman who returned my gesture with a smile, admiring me.

I've known Narcissa Malfoy my whole life. She and my mom were friends when they attended Hogwarts together. They stayed in touch throughout the years and then gave birth one day apart from each other. Draco being, unfortunately, older than me. Now their husbands, mine and Draco's father, are work partners. So let's just say that we all spend a lot of time together. I love Narcissa and Lucius like second parents.

Their son, however, I despise.

Draco Lucius Malfoy has been an absolute asshole ever since the day I was born. I'm not joking. He somehow managed to distract all the nurses in the hospital the day I was being pushed out by faking a god damn heart attack. My mom had to deliver to me by herself. Turns out Draky Bear was simply throwing a tantrum. Classic.

But that's not even the start of how horrible this ferret is. On my third birthday, he managed to set all my presents on fire. When my parents asked him who did it, of course, he blamed me.

AND THEY BELIEVED HIM

I mean, yes, I do have the ability to control fire. And sure I have set many mansions up in flames, but that's beside the point. (I'll get into it later)

Anyways, I hate Draco Malfoy, and fortunately, he hates me just as much.

"Gem, always a pleasure" He smirked at me.

Uh god, I hate that smirk.

"Draco, the pleasure is truly mine," I replied in a very sarcastic tone, taking his hand in mine and kissing it as if I was a prince and he was a princess.

He looked at me disgusted, but I could tell he was holding back a laugh. Our mothers, however, were not pleased.

"Gemini, stop being such a child and take Draco out to the garden. Cissy and I need to drink this ...special pumpkin juice before your fathers arrive"

"Fine," I replied unenthusiastically, grabbing Draco's hand and dragging him outside.

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"What house do you want to be in?" I asked the boy. We were sitting on one of the benches in the Risk's famous garden. My mother has always taken pride in the flowers and bushes she was constantly planting. 

"Slytherin, of course. Are you stupid?"

I wasn't stupid, I knew Draco had wanted to be Slytherin since the day he learned about the house. However, we had been sitting in awkward silence for a few minutes and I felt the need to start a conversation.

"I was just asking Draco. No need to get your panties in a bunch,"

Draco was used to my personality, so he ignored my comment.

"What about you then? What house would the great Gemini Risk want to be in?"

"Draco don't be stupid. Of course, I want to be Hufflepuff,"

I felt a glare hit the side of my face. I turned to see Draco's eyes narrowed on me, "D- did you just say Hufflepuff?"

"Draco, you bloody idiot. I was joking. Of course, I want to be Slytherin as well"

A small smile formed on Draco's lips. I could see a sense of relief fill his body.

"You're ridiculous Risk"