Harry and Eloise Potter

Chapter Seven

It was the summer before fifth year and Draco hadn't returned any of my letters. "Voldemort" was at large and I was scared out of my mind that something had happened. I finally used the floo in my room and went to Malfoy Manor through there, using the password Draco gave me. I stormed through the manor.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!!!!!" I screamed, it echoing through the manor.

Draco's POV:

"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!!!!!!" A familiar voice screeched through the manor. Everyone's heads snapped to me.
"Draco... who's that?" Mum asked me as realization came over me.
"Oh no... oh no, oh no, oh no..." I stood up and rushed to the door only for it to swing open.
"You." Rosalie pointed at me angrily.
"Hey Rose.." I said nervously.
"This." She had a crumbled piece of paper in her hand. "This is not a response. This is something so short that you would send if you've been held hostage!!!! I have been-" she shoved me harshly, "so-" another shove, "fucking-" another shove, "worried!!! I thought Dumbledore had gotten you or something!!!!!! You absolute-" another shove, "stupid-" another shove, "GIT!!!!" Another shove. Everyone seemed highly amused. "I should have not of had to come here on my birthday after staying up all damn night asking myself if you're alive!!!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. Really sorry." I told her softly, trying to calm her down.
"Sorry isn't going to cut it this time." She said harshly.
"Rose, please don't say that."
"Rose?? As in Rosalie??" Voldemort stood up slowly. "The one who knows Eloise Potter?" He questioned.
"Who wants to know?" She growled at him.
"We've asked Draco to ask you about Eloise when the school year started."
"I don't want to talk about Elle." She said harshly.
"Rose-"
"If you don't shut up Draco, I will kick you so hard in your penis you won't have kids." She said seriously. I took a step back. All the guys in the room shifted uncomfortably, shifting away from her, including my dad.
"We would like to know a few things about Eloise."
"No." Rose was tense and seemed nervous.
"Rose..." I stepped toward her, placing a hand on her arm.
"No. Just- don't." She ran out and I followed.
"Rose, wait!!!" I yelled after her. But I didn't make it to the floo in time. I found a piece of paper in her place. I picked it up and opened it slowly.
"What happened to Rose? Did you not catch her?" Mum came down as I sat on the couch.
"She's not Rose. Her name isn't Rose. Or Rosalie." I ran a hand through my hair.
"What are you talking about Draco?" Dad came forward.
"She lied. She lied to everyone."
"Well we need to find her, she knows where Eloise is." Voldemort said, coming in.
"This is how she knew!!" I motioned to the paper. "She's her!! She's Eloise..." I threw it down onto the coffee table before putting my head in my hands, elbows on my knees.
"Draco, she'll forgive you..."
"No. She won't. I know Rose- Eloise- whatever her name is. She doesn't forgive and forget. She doesn't forgive ever."
"So Rose is....... is Eloise?" Theo asked quietly, picking up the paper slowly.
"No wonder she knew about Eloise." The floo went off again and the twins stepped in, laughing lightly at something. Their smiles dropped when they saw everyone's faces.
"What's wrong?? What happened??" Fred asked.
"Did you know? That Rose isn't Rosalie?? That's she's Eloise????" Voldemort asked them.
"She made us promise not to tell. The unbreakable vow, we didn't have a choice but to keep quiet." George said, them both crossing their arms. "She said she found something last we saw her, but we didn't know what. She was gonna tell us in person so an owl wouldn't be intercepted."
"Now we know what." Blaise handed them the paper.
"Her grandparents... they were both killed by Albus Dumbledore and Peter Pettigrew.."
"Poor Elle..." Fred said quietly after George read the information aloud. "Her memory was blocked until she turned nine. Her magic became so advanced, it broke the containment seal. She's been having dreams of their deaths sense she was nine."
"That's when she ran away. That's the real reason she ran away. Her parents didn't believe it was Dumbledore. So she ran. To find proof."
"We can take this to the ministry."
"Two people isn't enough. We need to find more."
"My cousin was supposedly killed by Voldemort, no one believed it was Dumbledore then either."
"That's right. Regulus." Dad said in realization. And with that the hunt began. We took a vile of blood from ever light family that had someone that was killed by Voldemort. We got each one and we had enough proof. We went to the ministry the day before Hogwarts and it was confirmed. I went to Hogwarts and we made a deal to do it on parent's day so Elle could be with her parents, but it wasn't that easy.
Every time me, Blaise, Theo, George, or Fred tried to speak with her, she ran off and didn't look at us. The whispers got bad and she was isolating herself and going into hiding. Not coming out for meals. Sitting in the back for classes. Never saying a word to anyone. She just sat there. She got top scores on every test that she became the best in Hogwarts. She was the one to beat.
For the past few days, it doesn't look like she's been sleeping. She's close to passing out, and something is draining her magic out of her, as well as her soul.
But as soon as I get somewhere in trying to figure it out, I hit a dead end. Nothing is working and I'm getting frustrated and scared that I'm going to lose her. I don't want to lose her. I can't lose her. I'd rather die than lose her. She has become my whole world. Even when she isn't talking to me.