Chapter 1

Hello, my dear reders, and welcome to my Second adition to my exciting Harry Potter series: The Side of the Light? The Side of Darkness? I strongly advise you to read my first story- A New Life, A New Me-before proceeding to read this one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Harry Potter books. It all belongs to the genius that is J K Rowling. That is other than my OC's (Emilly and any others that I decide to put in.

"AHHHH!" Grrrr! Not again. I thought as I flinged myself off my bed, grabbed my dressing gown, and stomped down stairs.

You would have thought they would have learnt by now that I don't do well when I'm woken up. I glanced at the grandfather clock at the bottom of the stairs and became even more angry. 3:20? What the hell! What normal person would ever choose to be awake at this time?!

I pushed the double doors that led to the dining room open, and heard them bang against the walls. I took in the people at the table that had turned towards me, I knew they would be the same as they usually were - The Death Eaters.

"Seriously?! Can't you hold these meetings at a more resonable time? Like noon." I spoke to the person sitting at the head of the table.

"I'm sorry we woke you, darling." My Father said. He had taken to calling me that over the past few months, since I was kidnapped. Oh don't worry, I gave him hell when I came round. But that is a story for a different time.

"I am not in the mood." I saw the eyes of many around the table widen. I was the only one that ever spoke to Him like that. "What is so important, that you felt the need to hold a meeting with all of your minions at a time like this, Daddy?" I asked in a sickly sweet (and clearly sarcasitc) way, with an eyebrow raised and my hands on my hips. He stood up and lifted his wand, which he used to point to the end of the long table.

When I looked, I saw a woman being levitated towards the middle of the table. I recognised her, but I wasn't sure where from. I could see her face had tear tracks going down her face, and I immediately felt sorry for her. I knew that she wasn't going to be leaving this house alive.

"This is Miss Charity Burbage. She, until recently, taught at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her speciality was Muggle Studies. Did you take that subject, Emilly?" I hadn't realised he was speaking to me for several seconds afterwards, as I was reprimanding myself for not knowing who she was. I had spoke to her once because she wanted my opinion on muggles, as she knew I had lived with them my whole life.

"No, I didn't." I said and saw a small smile grace my dad's lips. I didn't like that so I decided to continue in a way that would, most likely, annoy him. "Why would I when I lived with muggles my whole life?" I saw His smile fall, and His eyes began changing- the same way mine do- from a cool blue to a blood red. "Oh, hi, Nagini." I said as my father's snake slithered up against my leg to make itself known. "Why is she here?" I asked idicating to the woman that was over the table again.

"She thinks that the mixture of magical and muggle blood is acceptable." I laughed at this statement.

"You do realise that you are here because of the mixture of magical and muggle blood?" I watched him get angry at this truth. He raised his wand to Professor Burbage.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He shouted.

"A tad dramtic don't you think?" I said, not phased by the fact that he had just murdered someone infront of me and the Death Eaters were looking shocked at the victim of my Father's rage. They probably thought that it was no fun that they hadn't even tortured her before hand. After being at the Malfoy Manor for four months, you realise that this type of thing is fairly normal. "Anyway, are you finished now? Can I go back to sleep without being woken up again?" I asked but left before he had time to answer. Just as I left the room I heard my Father say, "Nagini, dinner time." Poor woman.

###

Tomorow was the Summer Ball, at the Malfoy Manor. Not as fun as it sounds. A bunch of stuck up Pure bloods trying to impress my Father. The only bright side was I get to see Pansy and Blaise again.

I was standing on a table thingy in my room (What's it called? A podium?), with women proding me with pins, trying to get the dress I was wearing to fit me perfectly. "OUCH!" I shouted as one of the ladies stabbed my leg.

I saw them cower away, and appologies. "For God's sake! Can you people please just hurry up! I've been here for three hours already!" I exclaimed and they immediately got back to work.

Knock. Knock. "Come in." The door opened and revealed Narcissa Malfoy. Me and her had become very close during my time in her home. She acted like a teenager and was always fun and bubbly. This was what made us become so close. She was like a mother as well as a friend to me.

"How's the dress coming along?" She asked with a smile. The only thing that was different between me and her was that she was so obsessed with fashion, and she liked to dress me up. I think she often wished that she had a daughter so she could dress her up.

"I don't know my mirror was taken. But judging from the fact that I'm getting stabbed by many pins, I'd say well. No pain no gain. Right." I said using her phrase.

"Exactly. I will tell you that you look great. But I think we should sinch the waist like this." She said taking control and grabbing a few pins. I felt the dress become tighter around my stomach. "Yes. I think that looks perfect." She stood back and looked at the dress with a smile on her face. I trusted her, and I knew I looked great, so I began smiling too.

"So, is Pansy here yet?" I asked. After several weeks of nagging my dad to let Pansy stay over, he finally agreed.

"Yes, she is down stairs with Blaise and Draco. Take off the dress and you can go down to them."

When I was out of the dress and in my prefered jeans and a t-shirt, I practically ran to see my best friends- almost falling down the stairs as I made my way to the foyer.

###

"Hey, Em. So how's life as a princess." Blaise said with a wink, when I had hugged him and Pansy.

We began walking into the drawing room and sat on the plush black sofas. "What can be expected I suppose: people waiting on me hand and foot, anything I want, oh and the biggest guest room. I tried to get Draco's but he put up a bit of a fight." I laughed, and everyone joined in.

"Well, it sounds very fun to me." Pansy said.

"I'm sure it is. Especially when you have the Darkest Widard ever wrapped around your little finger." Draco said.

"I suppose it helps." I said with a smile. "How was school after everything?" I asked Blaise and Pansy. Since I was kidnapped I had not seen them or even been able to speak to them, so now was the time for a big catch up.

"A mess." Blaise said. "There was like this big vigil for Dumbledore. But on the bright side we got to finsh school a month earlier." He said happily. "Are you guys going back next year?"

I saw Draco give Blaise a very hard look. "So I take that as a yes?" I asked him.

"Yes. There has been an arrangement." He said. This was news to me. I didn't think we'd be going back.

"What? What is happening?" I asked, determined to get some answers.

"Well, I heard that Snape is going to be Headmaster." Pansy piped in.

"What the hell?"

"The death eaters have taken over the ministry, and Hogwarts." Draco said. "Your Father wants you to go and get your NEWTs. That is why you are going back. And Potter and his friends aren't going back, so I suppose that is a bonus." The reference to Harry Potter, bought back all of the feelings I had for him. I knew I couldn't say anything else about him because Draco would get suspicious, and I would feel even more guilty. It felt like I was going against him as my boyfriend, because of the unknown feelings I had for, none other than, his enemy.

###

"So can I see your dress?" Pansy said when we were in my room after talking with the boys for about two hours.

"No, we have to get changed for dinner. It's at seven, and it's half past six now. I know how long you take to get ready." I said. I got told, by Narcissa, that I couldn't show anyone what it looked like before the Ball.

When Pansy and I were dressed and ready for dinner we made our way downstairs. At the bottom I saw Blaise and Draco in their suits. I'm still not used to having to have to get dressed up for dinner. I mean, come on, who does that?! Rich snobs I guess.

"Ready girls?" Draco asked and walked towards the door. I knew that everyone would already be in there, and I could tell Pansy was nervous about meeting my father for the first time, so I walked in ahead of her.

We took our seats. Mine opposite Draco's Father -Lucius- and next to Pansy.

"Miss Parkinson. It is so nice to meet one of my daughter's friends." My dad said, and smiled when he saw Pansy jump.

"Thankyou, sir. It is a pleasure to be here." She said and I could hear her voice shaking. I decided to save her.

"I had my dress fitted today. Mrs Malfoy made it look amazing." I said sounding very spoilt but I didn't care, I wasn't going to let my friend be laughed at because of her fear.

"I apreciate that, Narcissa." My dad said nodding his head at Narcissa, who smiled. She was not one to be easily intimiated.

"Of course. It was my pleasure, My Lord." She said.

The rest of dinner passed in silence. Normally, I would have spoken to stop the awkwardness, but today I didn't want to risk my friend being put under the spot light against her will again.

###

I slipped out of my room after Pansy had fell asleep. This was not strange for me to sneek out of my room late at night. I walked over to the familliar spot at the bottom of the corridor. The one that was covered in shadows so that no one could see it properly.

As soon as I was ingulfed in the shaddows I was pushed against the wall and kissed. I knew who it was, as we came here every night to do the same thing- be together. The kiss was sweet, hard and lovely, as per usual. But today I needed to talk about something.

"So?" I said as Draco as I broke from our pasionate kiss. We often had to meet in secret because my Father didn't think it was apropriet for us to be together, as there were no marriage plans in place. Stupid old-fashioned git!

"What?" He said, and moved back slightly to look at me properly.

"When did you plan on telling me that we were going back to Hogwarts next year?" I said bluntly, getting to the point.

"I didn't want to get you worked up. I knew you're all worried about the ball and having that in addition... wouldn't be good. I just didn't want to worry you."

"Why would it worry me?" I asked confused.

"Because everything is going to be different this year." He said.

"Like what?" I asked, I could sense he was reluctant to tell me but I was going to probe anyway.

"I can't tell you."

"You can't tell me?" I repeated. I was getting aggitated. One of my infamous mood swings was about to happen, I could feel it.

"I can't. I'm not allowed." He said, clearly confused about my mood change. As was I. Why was I getting worked up about something as stupid as this?

"You had better tell me Draco Malfoy." I shouted. He immeadiately clamped his hand over my mouth.

"Shhhh! You know we have to be quiet!" He whispered. "What is the matter with you?" He asked genuinely confused.

"You! I am fed up with you always keeping secrets. I know you do. And I'm sick of it." I said. I didn't know what was going on or why I was saying these things, all I knew was I was very angry with Draco at that moment.

"If I can't tell you something, it's not because I don't want to, it's because I want to keep you safe." He said, but it had no effect on me.

"I can take care of myself. I don't need you to look after me." I said and stormed away leaving Draco in the corridor looking so confused and I didn't blame him.

Have I just broke up with Draco? I asked myself. The answer was simple. Yes.

Chapter 1 of my new story in this series. I hope you liked it and don't hate it because I broke up with Draco and am clearly not sticking to the story lines as much as I did in my last story. Don't worry I will make it really good.

What do you think should happen at the Ball, now that they have broken up?

Love you all! xxxx