chapter 12: summer

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My knees weaken.

"Draco, leave her. Come sit." The long haired man next to Narcissa says. Lucius Malfoy.

I know what this man is capable of doing. Harry told me everything. I can't be his daughter. I'm not evil.

"I hardly think evil is the right word but you are my daughter."

My breathing hitches as he continues to speak.

"Those stupid muggles were so willing to take you off my hands. I knew you'd feel your power getting stronger when you couldn't feel love. So I killed your muggle brother and father. You knew then didn't you?"

Yes. I remember after they died I cut everyone off. Even my mother. Well, "mother".

"You know what you did. Those poor innocent people you killed."

"STOP IT." I fall to the floor. I can't hide from it anymore. I did kill all those people.

Flashback

"It's fine darling.  It will only take a minute." My mom says as we walk up to my fathers work place.

I can't believe he's gone. I don't want to go in there. I don't want to see the people that jokes with him at our dinner table.

But my mom doesn't care. She drags me along in with her.

"Hello Kelsey, I'm so sorry for your loss." The secretary doesn't even acknowledge me. We make our way up to the third floor in his building and grab his stuff. My mom wants this to be painless too.

I reach into my pocket, "Shit mom, I left my wallet on dad's desk."

She continues putting his things in the back seat, "Be quick."

I run though the doors and the secretary ignores me again.

Bitch.

I make it to the third floor completely out of breath. Walking to my dads desk people start to come up to me.

"Sorry for your loss."

"I knew him and..."

"Did you see his body?"

"He was such a great..."

"I hope you're ok and..."

"SHUT UP" I yell and clasp my hands over my ears. It's overwhelming.

As I yell the room irrupts. Glass shards flying, desks exploding, ground breaking, people screaming.

They called it a unknown act of terrorism. No one on level 3 survived but me. I killed 20+ innocent people.

"No,no,no. I didn't mean to." I'm sitting on the floor now with my knees to my chest. Silent tears running down my face.

"That's when I knew I needed you back. You inherited all my power and magical talents. I was sure you were at Hogwarts by last Christmas so I sent Draco to woo you."

I look at Draco. His father is standing behind him with his hand on his shoulder.

"You- you- you never cared for me." I point at him and begin to stand.

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