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My name is Alexandra Wilson and I am witch that lives in the Weasley household, commonly known as the Burrow. Both of my parents are pure-bloods, which makes me one. Unfortunately, they got tortured by Bellatrix LeStrange, one of many Death Eaters, when I was just 2 years old. They ended up going to St. Mungo's, a hospital for wizards and witches. Both of my parents were members of the Order of the Phoenix. Unfortunately, my parents died shortly after being hospitalized. They were killed by Voldemort right in front of me.
I was adopted by my Godparents, Arthur and Molly Weasley (who like to be called Mum and Dad by me, even though I am adopted), and embraced into their beloved home. Their children, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred and George (twins), Ron, and Ginny, treated me as their sister. Although I don't fit in with their iconic red hair and my silvery blonde hair, I felt like family. I am Ron's age, and he is 11, about to start his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ginny is a year younger than us and Fred and George are two years older.
Draco and I fall in love and have a great relationship.
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Tears still falling, she stared into my eyes like she didn't know who I was. The next thing I knew, her lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened in surprised then closed. Her grip on my arm loosened, and I slipped it out. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing back passionately.
[Small paragraph from story(Draco's P.O.V.)]
"Daddy, daddy! Can you tell me a story?" Four year old girl run up to her father. Her favorite teddy bear clutched in her hands. She wrapped her tiny arms around her father's legs and gave him a toothy smile.
Man turned, looking down at his precious girl and smiled widely. He picked her up and tapped her nose lightly. "Is it already a bedtime, princess?" He glanced at clock, which was showing 8 pm. His wife was supposed to come back by now. They probably kept her late at work, he assumed.
"It's not but I'm bored. Will you do it?" Her baby voice and small smile melted her father's heart for Merlin knows what time. She looked a lot like her mother. Eye color was the only thing she got after him.
"Of course." Man kissed her chubby cheek. "Would you like something from the Tales of Beedle the Bard or muggle books we got?"
"Can you tell me one of your stories? They are much, much better than those in books!" Girl exclaimed happily, jumping up and down in her father's arms.
Man sat on couch in their living room, putting his daughter in his lap. He took out his wand to draw pictures in the air like he did every time. Little girl giggled as sparks erupted from his wand and created big castle with the Quidditch pitch behind it.
"Let me tell you a story of forbidden love."
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She was cold-hearted Slytherin princess. He was troublemaking Gryffindor prankster. She was ice. He was fire. She lived in darkness. He brought light in everyone's lives. Callisto Malfoy and Fred Weasley. Match made in heaven? Or destruction of each other's lives? Will they cross the thin line between hatred and love? Or dance away from one another?
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Started- April 15. 2023.
Finished-
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