People Never Seem to Learn From History

Growing up I knew my father was in Azkaban, and my mother was gone. Dead, she was dead. I never got to meet the women who brought me into this world, not really. Growing up in Malfoy manor was difficult, the eerie darkness that encompasses it and the punishment that occurred if you put a foot out of line.
But I had Draco and Malachi my twin brother, were Blacks not Malfoy's but Narcissa is family. Bigotry and arrogance were beaten into us but Kai and I never let it win, we never wanted to be like them. Draco tried his best but it was hard to look at the man you call Father and not let his ways affect you.

Kai was my twin yet he couldn't be more distant that his was from me now. He left the manor and never looked back, he got out, we weren't so lucky. I no longer know my brother. I was losing myself, slipping away into the depth of my own mind until someone pulled me back. They grasped at my hands and pulled me to the surface. I didn't understand the connection I had to him, the hold that we had on each other.

We were suppose to hate each other, rivals and my brother best friend yet I couldn't stay away from him. Fred Weasley my saviour and my demise I didn't know where I stood with him truly but, I knew I didn't want to let go, I couldn't. No matter what happened I always went back to him.

"We can't tell anyone, Kai would kill me if he found out"

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter. I didn't mean anything right"

"You don't really care about me, I get that its fine but, stop pretending like I'm the problem in this when you can decided if you want to be with her or not"

"I can't be with you, I never said I didn't want to be"

"I Love you, I'm sorry it took me so long to figure it out"

A Harry Potter fanfic. Fred Weasley's love interest, a roller coaster of emotions. I do not own any of the harry potter characters of anything to do with the harry potter world.