So, blah blah blah, I do not own anything Harry Potter, other than my own characters. My friends wanted me to write this story and I figured hey why not let's give it a go! Plus, I am more than happy when I am writing. I am more than welcome to any constructive criticism you may have! Without further ado, here we go!
Maya gasped, looking around in the enormous mansion she had been brought to. She wasn't allowed outside much. She giggled and looked left to right with fascination. . With her father walking ahead of her and a tall, quiet wizard beside her, she couldn't contain her happiness at the castle around her. It was just like a fairy tale, although she thought there should have been brighter colors.
A tall, blonde wizard stepped out from a doorway in the hall and bowed his head, kneeling on the floor before her father. "My Lord, what an honor it is to have you in my home." Maya had still been looking about the halls, not paying attention to what was in front of her and with a light "oomph" she ran into the back of someone's legs. She looked up to her father, who sent a glare back at her. She was Voldemort's daughter, but that did not shield her from his cruelties. She stepped a few feet back and looked at the ground, her hands twisting together in front of her nervously.
The blonde wizard looked down at the little girl and she could feel herself take a few more steps back at how uncomfortable his stare was. "Perhaps this matter is best discussed without young ears around" he said smoothly. The Dark Lord looked back at his daughter and with a slight nod of his head, she turned around and ran off. Her feet could not carry her away fast enough from the grown ups.
She came to what seemed like a very large dining hall and stopped running, putting her hands on her knees to try and catch her breath. After a few seconds she straightened back up and looked around. The walls were a very dark red, reminding Maya of the color of blood. Even though she was only 5, she was no stranger to the sight of blood. She shuddered and looked from the wall to the largest dining table that she had ever seen. She felt as if the entire town could eat here and there would still be room for more. Something shiny caught her eye from the top of the table and she hesitated, looking around before she went up to the table. Climbing up onto one of the large chairs around the table, she hoisted herself up to see what the shiny thing had been.
Her mouth opened in an "o" shape as she saw a collection of crystal balls upon the table top. They were so beautiful and seemed so out of place in this almost dreary home. She reached her hand up to touch one of the beautiful shining balls. "Mother would not approve of you touching her crystals. Honestly, have you never been taught manners to know not to touch anything that isn't yours?" a soft, but cruel voice said behind her. Maya squeaked and lost her balance, falling off the chair and unceremoniously onto the floor with a small grunt. She could feel the tears starting to come to her eyes from the pain of her fall when a small pale hand reached down for her to take. She looked up with teary eyes to a small blonde boy. His skin was pale and his eyes were even a paler (if that was possible) silver. She hesitated before taking the boy's hand as he helped her up. The boy rolled gis eyes and scoffed. "Girls cry so easily" he said with a roll of his eyes as he took his hand back and looked the girl over. She was very pale, as if she had never seen the light of the sun before. She had long black, wavy hair that went to her waist. His eyes then went up to her face. Her eyes were a bright blue. If he could compare them to anything, it would be that of a crystal clear ocean. He took his gaze away from her eyes and back to her form. She was extremely short, even he, being only 5 years old, seemed to be a few inches taller than her.
Maya glared at the boy and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "I was NOT crying!" She said in a rude manner. Now, Maya had been taught manners, and was told... more like warned, by her father to be a good girl and be polite to anyone who happened to glance her way, but this boy was not being nice to her, so why should she? She didn't know everything about her father, but she knew that he was a very powerful wizard and that no one talked down to her. "Oh, just happened to get dirt in your eye did you?" The boy sneered and shaking his head, turned to walk away. "You are not a very nice boy! Do you know who I am?" Maya knew that it was very improper to yell, but she did not like the way this boy was treating her.
The boy turned around and fixed his silver eyes on Maya, one of his eyebrows going up questioningly. She stood straight with her head held high and her chest puffed out a bit "My name is Maya Riddle and you have to be nice to me! Boys aren't supposed to be mean to little girls!" she said, her cheeks turning a bit red from her anger. The boy chuckled and bowed in a sarcastic manner. "And my name is Draco Malfoy, and I am not nice to annoying little brats who think they are a princess..." Maya gasped and looked at Draco in shock. No one had ever spoken to her like that, she suspected it was because of her father, but this little boy did not seem afraid at all. He started laughing at the look on her face. She growled and started to run at the boy. Draco stopped his his laughing and began to run from her around the table, smirking the whole time. He liked this girl, annoying as she was, it was nice to have someone to play with. It seemed that every time Maya was close to catching the boy he would just speed up laughing as he ran round and round the table. Maya kept getting angrier and had had enough and went to lunge at the boy, but had tripped over one of the chairs. She gripped at the table to stop herself from falling, but could only grab the table cloth.
The only things she could remember at that moment was falling front first onto the ground and seconds later there was glass crashing all around and on top of her. She screamed and curled up onto the ball as the crystals from the table fell onto her painfully. Once the crashing sounds had stopped there was a horrible silence. Maya looked up from her curled up position to see the boy right above her with a horrified expression on his face. They then heard footsteps and voices rushing down the hall and Draco, not knowing why he did it, grabbed Maya's hand and picked her up, before pushing her away from the broken glass as the two wizard and her father came into the dining room.
Maya could swear her heart was going to beat out of her little chest, seeing the three wizards looking from the children to the mess that was now all over the floor. In split second the blonde wizard grabbed harshly at his son's arm and dragged him away from the table, raising his cane and bringing it down hard upon the boy. Draco cried out, but said nothing as his father hit him again with the cane.
Maya stood there in shock and fear as she witnessed the scene in front of her and before she even knew she was doing it, she ran to the wizard and grabbed his arm, holding onto it as best as her little hands could. "P...Please sir stop! It wasn't Draco! It was me! I.. I was running and I fell and they f...fell! I.. I'm so sorry! Please don't hurt him!" She started crying as she yelled this at the other wizard. The wizard turned his glare onto the little girl before a hand was put onto his shoulder. It was the other wizard who had accompanied her and her father to the house. He gave a small shake of his head with a murderous look in his eyes.
Draco had been standing there with tears starting to form in his eyes from his father's punishment and a look of shock directed to the little girl in front of him. He then shot her a glare as if to say What are you doing. you stupid girl!
Her father walked over, a slight amused look in his eyes as he did. Maya couldn't move. She was frozen in fear as her father grabbed her arm and dragged her to where all the shattered glass was. Maya squeaked and cried out as she was thrown upon the broken glass on the floor. The glass shards buried themselves into the palm of her hands and her knees through the dress she had on. Her father grabbed her hair and forced her to look up at him. "I believe... that I had told you to be a good girl, Maya. Now look what you have done in our distinguished guest's house." he said, in a low but dangerous whisper. He let her hair go to let her fall once again upon the glass and she started to cry, watching as some of the pieces of glass started to turn red with the blood from her cuts. "You, will clean this up and wait outside for me to return. If you mess up one more time, then there will be an even harsher punishment waiting for you when we get home. Do you understand me?" The Dark Lord glared coldly at the child below him. Maya had been so terrified that she had forgotten how to speak. She tried, but nothing would come out. Then she felt a harsh sting upon her cheek and the sound of a slap. She cried out and brought her hand up to her cheek to try and stop the burning feeling that was there. "Y..Yes daddy!" The Dark Lord looked at is daughter with disgust before walking back to where the other two wizards had watched the scene. The three left to finish their meeting down the hall.
Maya sniffled and let the tears fall down her cheeks. The salt from her tears burned the cuts on her cheeks, but she did not care. She jumped as she felt a small hand on her shoulder and looked up to see Draco looking down at her with sorrow in his eyes before he got onto his hands and knees to help her clean up the glass shattered all over the floor. They cleaned in silence. None of them dared to say anything about what had just happened, in case the adults decided to come back.
After they had cleaned up the mess, Draco took her hand and led her out of the room into the kitchen where a tall blonde woman had been talking to one of her servants. She stopped as soon as she saw her son and rushed over, wrapping her arms around him with tears in her eyes. "Oh Draco.. my only son... why must you anger your father so.." Draco pulled from his mother's embrace and looked back at Maya, who hid around the corner looking into the room, afraid to enter. His mother noticed where the boy was looking and she could have sworn she felt her heart break. She walked slowly and quietly over to the little girl at the entrance of the kitchen and held her hand out to her. "Come now little one, don't be afraid. I am Narcissa. Draco's mother." Maya hesitated a long moment before taking the woman's hand in hers. It felt so warm and soft. She didn't seem like a cruel woman, but almost any grown up she had ever run into has been very cruel to her.
She let the woman pull her into the light of the kitchen and looked at the ground as she heard the woman gasp at her appearance. Narcissa was appalled to see the cuts and bruises forming over the girl's body and face. She pulled the little girl over to the small kitchen table and sat her upon the chair, looking the girl over and telling her servant to go fetch the healing potions. She ran her soft fingers over the girls cheek and down to her chin to make her look up at her. "And who are you dear?" She had never seen the girl before, although she had known her husband was to have company.
Maya looked up terrified at the woman's face, but began to relax as she saw the warmth in her eyes. "M...My name is Maya.. Maya Riddle" she said in barely a whisper. The woman smiled and nodded to the little girl. "Are you a queen?" Maya asked, looking at the woman in awe. She definitely looked like a queen with her beautiful dress and long pretty hair. "why do you say that, little one?" Narcissa asked with a soft chuckle to her voice. Maya thought about it for a second before counting off all the reasons on her small hand. "One, you live in a castle. Two, you are very pretty. Three, you have servants. Isn't that what a queen has?" she asked, her eyes shining brightly. Narcissa let a small smile appear upon her face, then leaned in to whisper to the girl. "You've found me out, but it must be our little secret." Mayas eyes went huge with excitement and nodded her head before looking around the room to see if anyone had heard them. Her eyes landed on Draco, who sat there looking puzzled at the two in front of him, no doubt wanting to know what they were saying. Maya looked back to the woman in front of her and leaned in, her voice barely a whisper, "Does that mean Draco is a prince?" Narcissa let out a soft laugh. "Why yes, that makes him a prince, dear." Maya looked confused for a second before pouting at the woman, "But he's not very nice. I thought princes were supposed to be nice to girls!" Narcissa laughed again and started to speak before being interrupted by the servant came back with a bottle of potion and a soft cloth. Narcissa grabbed the potion and cloth and poured some of the potion on the cloth. "This may hurt a bit, dear." Maya winced and whimpered a bit as the cloth ran over the cuts on her cheeks, hands and knees. The pain was short lasting though. She looked down to her hands and knees and it looked like they had never been cut at all. The woman smiled and helped the little girl down from the chair. "Now, the princess is all better." Maya got a huge smile on her face and wrapped her arms around the woman in the biggest hug she could manage. No one had ever called her a princess before, and from the fairy tales she had heard from her house elf, she liked the idea.
"Maya!" a sharp voice came behind her and she immediately let go of Narcissa and turned to the doorway where her father stood, glaring at her. Maya had completely forgotten that she was supposed to wait outside and knew as soon as they got home she would be punished. "What do you say to the kind woman.." She quickly got off the chair and bowed to the woman before her "T-Thank you Miss for helping me," she said softly. Before the woman could respond, Maya ran over to her father and stood beside him, jumping as his hand gripped her shoulder, painfully as he led her down the hallway. Maya took the chance and glanced behind her at Draco, who looked at her with a sadness in his eyes before looking to the ground.
Soon they were all outside and her father was talking in a hushed voice with the tall blonde wizard. He then turned and grabbed Maya's shoulder painfully. "Say goodbye to our guests Maya," he said in a warning tone; Maya rushed forward and bowed to the family. "Thank you so much for having me as a guest. I sincerely apologize about your crystals." The two Malfoy's nodded and bowed to their lord before Maya was turned away and walked down the driveway to go home. She turned around to have one last look at the blonde boy. She hoped this wasn't the last time she got to see him. She gave him a small smile and her heart sped up as she saw him smile back before being taken inside by his parents. She had a feeling this wouldn't be the last time she saw the little prince.