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"Mom, Dad! Lorna! Would you get this gate open?" Draco banged open the front gate of the Malfoy Manor.

The Malfoy Manor was grand and it was obvious the occupants within it were more than wealthy. A high, manicured yew hedge bordered the driveway on both sides. The wrought-iron gates and front door were both made of the finest materials. Peacocks run freely around the grounds of the manor, around the fountain and at the front gates of the house.

"Get off me, you idiots." Draco tried to pry off the sharp beaks of the peacocks- nuisances.

"Shh! Draco, would you ever learn not to shout Lorna's name so loudly out here?" Lucius Malfoy, Draco's dad hissed angrily.

Draco's mother- Narcissa Black Malfoy- stood at the front porch of the house, waving them in anxiously.

Ever since the Malfoys heard rumors about Voldemort wanting to make Draco a Death Eater, they had been even more anxious to keep Lorna a secret. After all, they couldn't bear to lose both.

As Draco walked inside, a little girl crouched in the corner of the living room- she was beautiful. Silvery white hair fell from her shoulders down until her waist. Her blue eyes shone brightly, though no emotions were shown in it. Her face was pale, just like the rest of the Malfoy family, but her slim frame and the kind aura that vibrated off her was extraordinary- never found in the Malfoy family before. But she was still someone Lucius, Narcissa and Draco loved dearly- she was Draco's little sister.

"Welcome home, Draco." Lorna's soft voice whispered.

Draco crouched down and brushed away the hair that fell into her eyes gently. Lorna was the only one who ever felt Draco's care and love before- something that Lucius and Narcissa found surprising.

"Everything's okay at home?" Draco asked her softly.

She nodded slightly, but her eyes were troubled when she met Draco's eyes, "You can't."

"I can't? I can't what?"

Just as Lorna was about to open her mouth, Narcissa cleared her throat and interrupted them, "Let's go up to the second floor dining room and celebrate your graduation."

"Celebrate? We never celebrate." Draco remarked dryly.

Lucius glared at his son and Draco obeyed silently. Lorna stood up and trailed behind them as Narcissa hurriedly closed all curtains to keep Lorna's identity a secret.

Lorna had always felt self-conscious and guilty when her mom and dad were so anxious around her, trying to keep her presence a secret. In her 11-year life, she never went out of the front gates of the Malfoy Manor before- her whole life was bound to the manor, never to go out. But next year, it was time for her first year at Hogwarts, and sixth year for Draco. It would be even harder to keep her identity a secret. She would have to use a fake last name and pretend to not know anyone at school- it was going to be the biggest challenge of her life. If Voldemort found out about her, she would of course, become a Death Eater too- especially when her Witchcraft was so good- she spent all her life in the manor, what else could she do then read and read again?

Draco noticed Lorna's discomfort almost immediately after Narcissa joined them at the table, after checking again and again that the windows and curtains were closed and drawn.

"Mom, do we really need to do this every time?" Draco waved a hand around him, indicating the drawn curtains and locked doors.

"You already know the answer, my dear."

Draco sighed.

After eating a silent meal, Lucius spoke, "Draco, I think you already have heard."

"Heard what?"

"Do not interrupt me." Lucius spoke harshly.

"No, he can't." Lorna whispered, "Never."

"What did I just say? Do not interrupt me." Lucius' eyes were now ablaze with anger.

"But…" Lorna started to protest.

Lucius stood up and walked over to his now trembling daughter. Though her eyes didn't show fear, it was obvious that she was scared of her father. Narcissa stood up and laid a hand on Lucius' shoulder, trying to stop him, only to be thrown harshly back onto her chair.

Slap.

Lorna fell out of her chair roughly; her hand covering her bruised left cheek.

"Stand up. Now."

Lorna obeyed quickly, not wanting to anger him any further.

"Flipendo!" A vase was knocked backwards, crashing down onto the tiled floors.

Lorna jumped back nimbly, away from the broken vase. With a flick of Lucius' wand, Lorna was thrown off her feet once again, knocking her forehead in the process.

"Father! Stop it!" Draco yelled at him.

Lucius lowered his wand, breathing heavily, and knelt down beside Lorna.

"I'm sorry. Lost my temper. Too many things in mind." Lucius said.

He touched her bruised cheek gently; proud there wasn't a tear in sight on her face, only to feel her flinch slightly as his hand made contact with her.

Draco walked forward briskly, pushing his father aside, knowing but not caring that his father would punish him for his bad manners. But for once, Lucius let the matter go.

Draco knelt down and inspected her wounds, blood trickled down her forehead, and her cheek was swollen and turning slightly blue. Lorna whimpered slightly when Draco tried to wash away the blood on her face, but more blood continued to trickle down.

Lorna's head pounded, her eyesight slowly blurred. Her eyes fluttered shut and she sank into unconsciousness.

"Oh, Lucius. Why did you go so harsh on her?"

"Narcissa, you know very well that she has to obey me, or else she would be forced to become a Death Eater just like Draco."

Draco shuddered, just the mere thought of being a Death Eater, doing things that he didn't want to do, was bad enough. And the thought that his father had just come out of Azkaban and that he could end up being there too was worse than anything.

"Shush, now let's bring her to her bedroom. Draco, you'll stay with her and treat to her wounds. Lucius and I have some things to discuss about next year." And with that, they turned away and climbed the stairs towards their bedroom.

Draco sighed as he carried Lorna up to her bedroom on the fourth floor, next to his.

"Ferula." Draco muttered under his breath. A white bandage wrapped itself around Lorna's head and temporarily stopped the blood. Draco sat down at the side of the bed and watched over Lorna until she woke up.

At first, it was a shock and surprise to the Malfoy family that they were having yet another child. And Draco had been somewhat jealous of Lorna and learnt to hate her. But through days and months, their relationship became better and better, until Draco found himself learning how to love and care for a girl that is so much smaller than him. Whenever he had time, he would spend time with Lorna and tell her stories about Hogwarts. He never kept any secrets from her- he trusted her to keep secrets secret.

There were a few occasions when they were alone at home, and Draco just couldn't resist taking her out for a walk.

"Let's go out for a walk, okay?" Draco asked Lorna.

"But mom said we can't." Lorna stubbornly shook her head, even though her mind and instinct were against her.

"We won't go out of the front gate. And they're coming back tomorrow. We have a lot of time."

Lorna smiled and nodded. Draco had just started getting along with her last year, when she was seven or so, and she was happy that she could be alone with her dear brother. She was so excited; it was her first time going out in her eight-year life- she didn't even know there were peacocks in their manor.

"Go get a coat, it's freezing outside."

After a quick changing and preparation, they set out 'exploring' the manor, sure that nothing will go wrong.

How wrong they were.

Lucius and Narcissa had to choose this time to come back for a break before they went out for another mission for the Dark Lord.

What they saw made both parents angry and humored; they didn't know to laugh or yell at them:

Lorna and Draco were having fun playing with the snow- building snowmen, having a snow fight.

A snowball found its way towards Lorna's face before she got the time to dodge it. She giggled and attempted to throw it back towards Draco, only to find him standing rigid still. Lorna followed his gaze and gasped.

They were found outside the house. They were so dead.

Perhaps it wasn't so bad after all, Narcissa was trying but failing to suppress a smile and Lucius was shaking his head, bemused.

Before any of them realized it, Draco was laying on the floor, blood oozing out of his nose and head.

"Draco. No." Lorna ran towards him and held him towards her, gently putting her head on her lap, "It was my fault. I wanted to come out. I dragged him. Please, stop."

Tears were circling in Lorna's eyes, and Lucius' heart softened. Lorna never cried before. Not even when she was hurt herself. She wasn't much of a crybaby when she was an infant either. But she was crying over someone who just accepted her not long ago. It was more or less… touching. Not that Lucius would ever admit he felt touched.

So all he did was lower his wand and stalked into the house.

Narcissa helped Lorna bring Draco to his room. And Lorna never left Draco's side until he fully healed. She didn't sleep for three nights.

Now, Draco would stay by her side too, just like she did when she was so young. Draco didn't mind that he would obviously have to stay up longer than she did, as she was weaker than he was- staying in the manor with no fresh air haven't done her any good, her healing ability was worse than most.

It was late at night when Lorna stirred and her eyes fluttered open slowly.

"Draco." Her voice was hoarse, "Why are you here? It's late."

Draco smiled and helped her arrange her bed sheet so it would be more comfortable. She shivered slightly and her eyes were clouded with pain, but she smiled despite it.

"I'm okay."

Draco shook his head, "Really? You can't even talk properly."

Lorna gave up trying to make him go to bed.

"Go to sleep. You'll need it to heal faster."

"I can't," she yawned.

"Tell me something that happened at your school. I'm going to Hogwarts too."

Draco froze. Right, she was going to Hogwarts. Wasn't that what everyone was worried about? Not only because of her socializing problems, but her identity was suppose to be kept secret. Draco thought smugly.

"What's wrong? Are you ill?" Concern flashed in her eyes for a moment before it became blank again- it was something that all Malfoys had been trained for in order to keep at the Dark Lord's good side- as if there was one.

Draco shook his head, "No. Here, I'll tell you something about my fifth year."

"You take your O.W.L exams right?"

Draco smiled at her innocence and nodded.

"I was made Prefect this year and was also one of the few students that Professor Umbridge likes. But to tell the truth, I didn't like her at all, even though I could punish Harry all I want, I disliked her attitude and personality overall."

"Why are you always so mean to Harry?"

"You'll see why when you get there. Anyways, close to the end of the year, Fred and George ditched school after giving Professor Umbridge a total living nightmare."

And Draco continued telling her random things that happened throughout the year until she fell asleep once again. He didn't tell her the main things that happened- things that related to Voldemort and his Death Eaters- he didn't want to scare her. It was best if she led a normal life like every other student in Hogwarts.

Little did any of them to know that Lorna's friendliness revealed her identity to the Dark Lord. And the only person to blame was Harry and his gang- the people who befriended Lorna and found out about their secret…