(Completed)
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.)]
Tears fell out of her bright baby blue eyes. She didn't even care her makeup was smearing.
"I thought you'd changed" she choked through her latest sob .
Draco stood before her, eyes clenched shut. He refused to look at her.
Alice clutched her sides. It was clear to her now. It was so painfully, obviously clear.
He simply didn't care.
She'd been living in a fantasy. A fantasy where she and the boy she loved would live happily ever after.
Another sob escaped her lips.
He wanted to hold her. He wanted to kiss her. Kiss her all over, tell her it wasn't what she thought, that things weren't what they seemed.
"I thought you loved me."
Draco snorted.
And it was in that moment, Alice knew things were over. It was that moment her world tumbled down around her. In that moment, the stars fell like rain.
She pushed past him through the door.
Draco let out a terrible, mangled sound. A sob broke through his teeth. It was the kind of sob that shook your entire body. The kind of sob that made your heart falter.
Hot tears stung his eyes as her last words played over and over inside his mind.
He hit the wall with his fists. He didn't feel the pain. He hit it again. Again. Again.
He stared down at his bloody wrists.
"I thought you loved me."
A final sob leaking out as he cried.
"So did I."
(For all purposes Alice, Draco, all main characters and the Weasley twins are all in 6th year)