Title: The Flame
Disclaimer: I, staringhope do not own the Harry Potter world or story. I am not J.K. Rowling, Sorry!
My name is Faith Morgana Malfoy. Before this year, I didn't know what my powers held. But that was before Voldemort came to power. This is my story, my journey, my life.
It started when I was 15, during my fifth year at Hogwarts. I had just finished a letter to my boyfriend, Spencer, when I heard my mum scream. Racing downstairs, I caught sight of my brother, Draco doing the same. Together, we dashed to the kitchen where the screams where echoing from. There, our mother stood, hand at her chest, watching the Dark Lord attack our father.
"Children, How nice of you to join us, isn't it?" He sneered, and we began backing away. The light of his eyes had gone out, and our seemed too bright. You see, when we were younger, Draco and I had found out we were Veela. But I was still special, different, dangerous. As Lucius scrabbled on the floor, Draco took my hand and we ran.
A few days later, we found ourselves in Hogsmeade, along with my ex-boyfriend Seamus Finnigen and Neville Longbottom. We were headed for the Ho's Head bar, where we could escape to the Order. I shivered nervously as Draco slipped his arm around me. How are they going to react? Especially Harry? He'll kill Draco. No. I can't let that happen. Draco is all I have now. I didn't really have anything to do once we had gotten back to Hogwarts. I had managed to convince everyone that Draco was safe. I had been reunited with my boyfriend, Fred Weasly. Oh, did I not mention that, oops. We were finally together without me having to worry about hurting him because of my family. I figured it was time to tell him my secret, that I was a Veela.
"Fred, love? Can I talk to you for a moment?"
"'Course. What's up?"
"Fred, there's somehting I've been hiding from you. I've know since I was little, but I think you should know. You see, Draco and I, well, we're Veela. But that's not all. I am also something else, but I can only tell you should I die. I'm sorry."What is he going to think? What am I going to say? I knew this was a bad idea!
Author's Note:
Hey guys! This is my first attempt at writing a Fanfic, so please don't hate too much! Constructive criticism is allow, and is welcomed! Should I write more? You tell me!
