I looked out the cold rustic bars watching the snow as it fell softly from the window. I sighed as I watched it. Wanting nothing more that to reach out and touch the pure substance falling so simply, if only life was like that. I had lost any companionship. A year or so back I had busted my friend Sirius Black out Azkaban so he could go see his godson and best friend, or as he said 'having a look around to see how the world has changed, and if I do bump into any of them, then I shall ask for forgiveness' but I think that he is actually going to go looking for them or at least the famous Harry Potter 'the boy who lived' I don't like to call him that, the poor boy has gone through enough, he doesn't need shit about his fame. I had subconsciously been curling a bronde Wave around my finger. Oh god at least he could escape this shit hole. To be fair, he wouldn't of done it without my help would he? My peace was interrupted by an unknown visitor. "What do you want?" I asked irritation playing my words. "Miss king, lovely to see you aswell." A low voice emerged from behind me. "Dumbledore?" I gasped. "Ivy so nice to see you, not in these circumstances obviously." Lets do a quick recap of my life
My name is Ivy King. I am a 14 year old girl stowed away in azkaban. Why? I have no clue. When I was 8 these witches in dark cloaks came and took me here saying I was 'just having a trial' that 'trial ' has been going on for nearly 8 years now so I highly doubt it. To be honest it was alright once you got over the fact you were an 8 year old girl in prison, for having done nothing wrong. And I cannot forget the 'mass murderer' Sirius Black. Who's really just a big softie. You see each prisoner has one window which joins into the cell next door. Mine just happened to be next to Sirius. He was like a father to me. He helped me through the place as best as he could, considering that we couldn't talk, other than through a bar window and occasionally when they would make us assemble in the 'hall' or the death trap as we called it. The worst part is that we would only be called there when a dementor was going to give a kiss. Otherwise known as sucking the soul out of a prisoner. Other than that life is pretty great. Apart from when you remember that Siri is gone because you managed to bust his sorry ass out of Azkaban and the fact that technically your still employed by Dumbledore. I guess you want an explanation to that as well. My Mother is a witch, was a witch. She also made the stupid mistake of working for voldy. Long story short She got caught by James Potter who thankfully felt bad for the fact that she was trying to escape from her now life-long commitment, whilst being pregnant with me and my twin. So he took her to Dumbledore who made her a deal. She can go free but only if she made an unbreakable vow her first born daughter (me) would become a member of the order of the phoenix. Obviously she agreed. And boom the deal was done.
Now back to the present.
"W- what are you doing here?" I exclaimed. "If this is about busting Sirius ass outta here, I'm sorry bu-" I rambled "you did what miss king" Dumbledore said raising one eyebrow. "I shouldn't of said that." I said quietly. "I should not of said that!" damn you Hagrid. "Anyway miss king, I have spoke with the ministry and we all agree that you may come to Hogwarts , but only if no one knows about, this. I suppose you know who Remus Lupin is?" I nodded trying to contain my grin "good because he has agreed to act as your father and his wife, Nymphandora Tonks will pose as your mother." I nodded still in awe I was getting out. "now take my hand and we will apperate to the order house." he said quietly. "oh." he said his hand which had previously outstretched drew in to rummage around in his pocket. "sherbet lemon?" he said with a small wink. I just laughed and grabbed it out of his hand placing my other one on top of his. "now." I paused "Get me out of this shithole."
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Always - a Draco malfoy love story
FanfictionDraco Malfoy, and Ivy king. Two very different people, a cold hearted boy and a sunny warm girl, they have nothing in conmen but one thing. They both have secrets...