Seraphina Blakewood and Draco Malfoy were never on the best of terms... until third year when he suddenly changes his attitude towards her. His change of heart throws her off, and she's unsure whether she should welcome it or not. Dark truths and de...
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It was that time of the year again.
The platform was overcrowded with muggles struggling to be on time with work and young witches and wizards hoping to make it to the Hogwarts Express on time.
Being a half-blood herself, Seraphina was able to differentiate between the two kinds of people. Then again... the owls were a dead giveaway.
She paused before the brick wall that would take her to a completely different world than the one her father was from.
Speaking of her father...
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(Yes, this is Benedict Cumberbatch! When I was writing this, I envisioned different celebrities for various roles. Of course, their names, personalities, etc. are different but I hope this helps you imagine their appearances a bit more!)
Seraphina turned around and smiled. Friends described her as loyal but aloof, but only one person made her melt into a complete sweetheart like a stereotypical Hufflepuff.
"Dad, I'll be fine."
It was the same pattern every year. He drove her to the train station, mumbled a few words about not understanding the magic world, and gave her a tight hug before watching her vanish into the world he could never enter. This was her third year at Hogwarts, and she was pretty sure she knew the ropes by now. Besides, she had great friends, and she knew this year was going to be another memorable one. But of course... she would miss her one and only family member.
"I know you'll be fine. I just..." He glanced between the numbers 9 and 10 with a look that signaled he was something between alarmed and puzzled.
Her father David Blakewood was a psychologist, and he just never quite came around to accepting the fact that there was a world unexplained by scientific logic and reasoning. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, "It's hard to see you go through that wall and vanish before my very eyes."
Seraphina laughed, "Well, you'll have to get used to it."
"I guess," he sighed then held out his arms. "Come and give me a hug before you go."
Seraphina gladly entered his embrace. "I'll write to you."
"You know... I never understood how your world never has cell phone receptions. What's wrong with putting up a few telephone poles? It's not like you're living in ancient times. What good will all that magic do if you don't have Netflix?"
"Dad," she warned, and he gave her a gentle squeeze to indicate he was half-joking. "I'll write to you, too. Oh, but don't send your owl to my office. I find it hard to explain to my colleagues why a brown bird keeps chasing after me with a letter."
