Draco's Gryffindor Princess ( Draco Malfoy love story)

Chapter 1: The Letters

{A/N: hey so this is a short chapter. But yeah ok so the girl in the picture is Devon, but younger and shorter. K that's all!}

Devon's P.O.V:

I slowly roll over in my bed, only to bump heads with my twin. We were in the small cupboard under the stairs. How we both fit in there is still a mystery to me. I look to see Harry still asleep next to me.

"Harry. Harry" I whisper.

"Mdshekebshzubj" he mumbles into the pillow. I giggle while poking his face.

" Get up lazy butt."

"Nooooooooooooooo" I laugh.

But as I was about to poke him again the door to the cupboard was thrown open and I was pulled out by my hair.

" YOU USLESS CHILD! GET COOKING. NOW!!!" Uncle Vernon yells.

I hate him. So much. When I don't move fast enough he slaps me. Sending me to the floor. I slowly get up, an then rush to kitchen. I've learned over the years to never, ever show weakness. Other wise the beating and yellings get worse. The sad part is I don't even feel the pain anymore.

As I finish making breakfast and placing it on the table Harry walks in with the mail. There on top are two letters addressed to me and Harry.

"Daddy the twins got letters. Who would send them letters?" Dudley says with disgust.

" Thats not possible!" Vernon says taking the letters from Harry's grasp.

" Hey! Give those back! If they are addressed to us that means someone wants them to be given to use, not you. It none of your business!" Harry yells. What did he just do!?!?

"What did you just say? You useless.." Vernon says going after Harry.

I make a rash decision and push Harry out of the way. Causing me to go flying across the kitchen and hit my head on the wall. The last thing I see before my vision go dark is Vernon ripping up the letters and Harry rushing to me.

Harrys P.O.V:

I rush to my sister who's now lying on the floor with blood coming out the back of her head. I quickly grab the first aid kit and wrap her head, stopping the bleeding. Why does she always do this? She always sacrifices herself for me. I'm the older one.

I'm supposed to protect her. I carefully pick her up and carry her to the cupboard and lay her down on the bed. I carefully lay her down and walk back to the kitchen. But as I walk back to the kitchen letters come shooting out of every open place in the house. Vernon and everyone else started freaking out.

"That's it! We are leaving." Vernon yells.

" Where will we go honey?" Aunt Petunia asks.

" Anywhere.... far, far, away where they won't find us. Boy go grab the girl" he says.

I walk to my 'room' and pick up Devon. She stirs a little but quickly settled back down. I carry her to the car and we are soon on our way to a island. I have feeling our life is going to get better really soon.......