Stubborn One


"Sarah pass me the salt would you?" I asked my little sister sitting opposite me at the dinner table. She leant over and passed it to me. "Thanks" I smiled.

"Girls, we have something to tell you and yes you may not like it, but well I guess it's just too bad if you don't." My mother said, looking at me, then to my father and then back to me.

Sighing heavily and rolling my eyes dramatically I lowered my head back to my dinner. "Yes mother, what is it?" I said and began eating my roast potatoes.

My mother glanced nervously over to my father; my father put down his knife and fork and breathed deeply before looking at me. "Well darling, you know how your mother and I are always busy during your summer holidays."

I looked at him concerned, my father turned to my little sister then to me "Mmm?" I mumbled, looking back down to my dinner.

"Well me and your mother are going away for some important business" I looked up at him and my instant thought was now's the time to party. "But" I held my breath "seeing as thought you only have two weeks left of holidays you will be staying with The Malfoys" I froze.

"WHAT?" I yelled slamming my knife and fork down, there was no way I would stay with that family, even if my damn life depended on it, I HATED the Malfoys with a passion especially Draco bloody Malfoy.

"We knew you would take this badly, but darling you must, you cannot stay here on your own! No matter how much you hate the Malfoys you have to deal with it." My mother said on my right, placing a hand on my forearm.

I breathed deeply, shaking her arm off and stood up. "NO IM NOT GOING TO "DEAL WITH IT" BECAUSE I RUFUSE TO STAY WITH THEM I HATE THEM YOU KNOW THAT, YOU COULD HAVE CHOSEN ANYONE ELSE BUT NO YOU PICKED THEM AND I RUFUSE!" I shouted at the top of my voice looking at my mother with hatred.

And with a loud bang my father got up out of his chair "DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO YOUR MOTHER LIKE THAT! YOU'RE STAYING WITH THE MALFOYS AND IF YOU DON'T I WILL HAVE TO MAKE YOU" he shouted so loud that it echoed through the entire house, I couldn't disobey my father he was a powerful man but this was something I wouldn't give up easily on.

I blinked once and tears began to slide down my cheek as I held eye contact with my father "No" was all I could say before heading out of the dining room.

"Eric just leave her" I heard my mother say as I reached the staircase. As I got to my room I burst the door open and slammed it as hard I could behind me.
"UGH" I groaned and threw myself onto my bed. "It's not fair" I said while stroking my black kitten. "I refuse to stay with him Willow, his so rude and ew and ugly and up him self, loathing little cock-roach, I hate him for everything he is." My eyes became heavier and I was struggling to keep them open, after less then a minute I had fallen asleep.

I moaned as I woke up, moving my hands to my eyes and rubbed them gently before attempting to open them, but the pain being unbearable as the light burnt through the opening. I looked around through the little slits my eyes managed to open to and noticed someone sitting beside me. I grumbled then went to move but found pressure on your head. "Oh sweetheart you're awake, come get breakfast" they said before taking their hand off my head. I looked up and saw my mother, I sat up straight.

"No, I'm not hungry… I'm going to have a shower" I said making my way to the bathroom but my mother grabbed my arm.

"Honey please, listen to me, you have to stay with the Malfoys, we both know how much you don't want to but you must, you know how powerful your father is he will force you to the Malfoys in the most cruelest way, so please just think about it long and hard because I don't want your father hurting you like he did to your older brother.

I looked into her eyes, and a small smile spread across her lips. "Whatever I'm going to have a shower" I said pulling my arm out of her hands harshly. "And close my door behind you!" I slammed my bathroom door and started the shower straight after. I took my pajamas off and stepped into the hot shower. Feeling the hot water drip onto my back felt so relaxing it caused all the anger built up inside of me weaken. It gave me the chance to think things over.

My mother was right; my father was a very controlling man, and powerful. If I chose not to go to then he would force me in anyway he wanted like what he did to my older brother Isaac.
About two years ago when my brother was in his seventh year at Hogwarts, my father used an unforgivable curse on my brother because he refused to have dinner with the Malfoys and the dark lord, and for that he never forgave my father. I hopped out of the steamy shower, put a change of clothes on and made my way down to the kitchen.

"Mother, I've made my decision… when are we leaving for Malfoy manor?"