Chapter 1-Tara Malfoy
Tara Malfoy was sitting in her room reading A Little Princess. Reading was keeping her excitement in. The next would be her 11th birthday and she would be hopefully be receiving her acceptance letter from Hogwarts. She was literally bouncing off the walls. Her father, Draco Malfoy, sent her to her room for breaking an expensive vase even though he fixed it right away.
Tara wanted to be on her house Quiddich team. She wanted to be seeker just like her father. Her father had caught the snitch for his win over Gryffindor in his seventh year. He was still, after 15 years, still going on about he beating Harry Potter, famous England Quiddich player.
Tara Has been waiting for her 11th birthday for 3 years. She has wanted just her letter to come, she did care is she didn't go to school, it was just the letter she wanted.
"Tara, time for dinner!" called her mother, Padma, from the kitchen.
"Okay mother, be right down." and she ran down the stairs to the kitchen. On the table was a ham, mashed potatoes and broccoli, all her favorites. She filled her plate till it was like a model volcano.
"Oh I can't WAIT fow tomowwow!" said Tara with her mouth full of mashed potatoes.
"Tara, manners young lady." Draco said calmly. "We have invited almost all our family. We haven't invited Aunt Pavarti, Uncle Ron and their child, Chester."
"That's alright, that's okay, their gonna pump our gas someday." said Tara. At that, Draco and Pavarti burst out with silent giggles and Tara sat there laughing. Its alright, I'll live if they don't come." She didn't like them very much cause they were poor, she didn't like it. "Changing the subject, I really hope that I don't get put in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."
"I hope I get put into Slytherin...Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad, cause mum is cool." said Tara eating the last bit of her food and trying to steal some mashed potatoes from Draco.
"Yes, I hope you get put into Slytherin and live up to the family name." said Draco finally standing up and giving his mashed potatoes to his daughter. "If you get put in Gryffindor, send me an owl and I will send you directly to Durmstrang."
"But, Paps, I WILL be put into Slytherin cause I'm just like you...almost." she said with a reassuring voice.
After dinner, Tara was sent her room, again. This time she didn't do anything, she suspected that Draco and Padma were getting her party ready. Tara put on her teddy bear and heart pajamas and hopped into bed and started to read A little Princes again.
[I]"Oh Papa," she cried "There is Emily!"[/I]
Tara rolled over in her bed and turned off her bedside lamp.
Tara Malfoy was sitting in her room reading A Little Princess. Reading was keeping her excitement in. The next would be her 11th birthday and she would be hopefully be receiving her acceptance letter from Hogwarts. She was literally bouncing off the walls. Her father, Draco Malfoy, sent her to her room for breaking an expensive vase even though he fixed it right away.
Tara wanted to be on her house Quiddich team. She wanted to be seeker just like her father. Her father had caught the snitch for his win over Gryffindor in his seventh year. He was still, after 15 years, still going on about he beating Harry Potter, famous England Quiddich player.
Tara Has been waiting for her 11th birthday for 3 years. She has wanted just her letter to come, she did care is she didn't go to school, it was just the letter she wanted.
"Tara, time for dinner!" called her mother, Padma, from the kitchen.
"Okay mother, be right down." and she ran down the stairs to the kitchen. On the table was a ham, mashed potatoes and broccoli, all her favorites. She filled her plate till it was like a model volcano.
"Oh I can't WAIT fow tomowwow!" said Tara with her mouth full of mashed potatoes.
"Tara, manners young lady." Draco said calmly. "We have invited almost all our family. We haven't invited Aunt Pavarti, Uncle Ron and their child, Chester."
"That's alright, that's okay, their gonna pump our gas someday." said Tara. At that, Draco and Pavarti burst out with silent giggles and Tara sat there laughing. Its alright, I'll live if they don't come." She didn't like them very much cause they were poor, she didn't like it. "Changing the subject, I really hope that I don't get put in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."
"I hope I get put into Slytherin...Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad, cause mum is cool." said Tara eating the last bit of her food and trying to steal some mashed potatoes from Draco.
"Yes, I hope you get put into Slytherin and live up to the family name." said Draco finally standing up and giving his mashed potatoes to his daughter. "If you get put in Gryffindor, send me an owl and I will send you directly to Durmstrang."
"But, Paps, I WILL be put into Slytherin cause I'm just like you...almost." she said with a reassuring voice.
After dinner, Tara was sent her room, again. This time she didn't do anything, she suspected that Draco and Padma were getting her party ready. Tara put on her teddy bear and heart pajamas and hopped into bed and started to read A little Princes again.
[I]"Oh Papa," she cried "There is Emily!"[/I]
Tara rolled over in her bed and turned off her bedside lamp.