Chapter 1: Year 3

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a/n: feel free to play the music whenever there's some attached. In my opinion it makes the reading better, but up to you. :) Whenever there's a moon (🌗), it's the section i recommend reading with the music.

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"What's she doing with them? Isn't she a member of the Emerald Serpents?"

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My dear Clarissa,

I hope you've had an enchanting holiday and that you received everything you've hoped for. We both know ole Severus can't do much for you. Especially as a Professor... for Dumbledore of all people. Truly unfortunate.

However, there is a more pressing topic. It has come to my attention that you and Draco have had some sort of argument. Now, whatever it is, you must amend it. I do not want my son sulking, and I do not want Severus getting annoyed with me. Although there's not much he could do. He's Severus Snape after all.

He's gone soft.

Anyways, congratulations on having the top score in Potions, Draco told me. Keep it up and we'll stay in touch.

And if you decide to stop pursuing my son as a friend, don't dare get near him again. Once you leave him, it's not up for debate. I never want you near him again. We must cut off loose ends and move forward with our lives, preventing others from dragging us down. I will do what I must to make Draco succeed, even if it includes getting rid of his beloved friendship with you, which you have tarnished I must add.

Once again, congratulations.

Sincerely,

Lucius Malfoy

I rolled my eyes with disgust as I looked down at the words Lucius Malfoy had thrown at me in this year's Christmas letter. I don't even know why I torture myself into re-reading the stupid letters in the first place. It was the last letter he wrote to me this year. I hope.

Tch. 

I knew what Lucius meant by that letter of course. Yes, my dad had been a Death Eater. So what? So had he. I was proud of my dad. He had been inside the Dark Lord's inner circle and had gotten branded with a Dark Mark. It was an honor. Yes, we weren't the wealthiest, but so what? Yes, we would've lost everything when the Dark Lord fell but Dumbledore had helped us. Regardless of everything my dad did, Dumbledore forgave him and gave him a job as a professor. We weren't ashamed of it, but people keep criticizing and shaming us because of it. And by people, I mean Lucius Malfoy. Which is hypocritical if you think about it since Lucius himself had been a part of the Dark Lord's inner circle.

The twat had a Dark Mark himself. I guess he just mocks us because my dad supports Dumbledore now.

Doesn't even matter because it wouldn't change my views and beliefs. My mother had been a half-blood just like my dad, but they both had neglectful and horrible muggle fathers. They used to tell me about their childhood, and it was enough to get me to dislike muggles. Dislike them a lot. Especially since it had been her horrible muggle father that caused her death. Dad and I haven't been the same since. Dad was always grim for whatever reason but once Mum died, he became...grimmer if that's even a word. Muggles shouldn't be able to walk so freely being the cause of death all the time. Mudbloods shouldn't even be a thing. Having those abominations as parents could never make them realize their true potential as a wizard or witch. They're terrible at magic. Shouldn't even have it. I'm still incredibly disappointed in both of my Nanna's for marrying those horrible creatures. And mating with them. But then again, if they hadn't, then I wouldn't be here today but still. Very disappointing.

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