A/n: Sorry for the lack of updates to the story. I had a graze of rewriting the story and adding a few more details. Feel free to read and tell me what you think

Prologue

On a crisp summer night a young girl strolls alongside the black lake. Her long blond hair and school robes flow behind her. She was in deep thought. She looks up at the bright full moon in the midnight sky. Her dark green eyes filled with tears as she thought about the letter that her parents sent a few days back.

In the letter she was told that the Dark Lord requested that she join him after graduation and become a deatheater; she was to follow her family or else die. She didn't know what to do. She was only seventeen. Her heart was in agony when she read the letter for she knew it was to keep her away from the one she loved.

She loved him so much that the thought of losing him by becoming a deatheater was most horrifying. They had been through so much together since their first year at Hogwarts- a school for students to learn and practice magic.

His name was Harry Potter. Voldemort came to the Potter's home and killed both of his parents on Halloween night; Harry manage to survive with only a cut on his forehead.

He was the only one that understood, the only one that didn't think she was a murderer just because of her family history. He would keep her safe 'from the critics; mostly from pureblood families and her own family.

There was one afternoon where she was found lifelessly on the floor of the Great Hall. Her brother, Draco was seen standing beside her body, his wand aimed at her. Harry was in a special lesson with Snape and only left her for an hour. When he was finished, a student rushed into the classroom and told him to come quickly.

At this time, Draco and Mikaela were arguing about her becoming a deatheather. When Harry flew into the great hall there was a flash of green light that filled the room. Her body jolted upwards and slammed against the long eating table reserved for staff members.

She was lying several feet away from Draco.

"Mikaela!"

Harry ran towards his love seeing her lying motionless on the wooden floor.

Draco glared at the young woman.

"You should have more respect for the dead, Potter." Draco sneered

Mikaela's eyes were shut tight. Her skin was ice cold and her lips faded in color. Harry ignored Draco's heartless remark and unbuttoned Mikaela's cloak.

"Draco Malfoy!" A voice boomed.

Draco turned quickly in the direction of the sound

"What on Earth are you doing in here?" Snape question the blond haired boy. "This had better not be one of the childish fights between you…"

Snape glanced over and saw Harry holding a limped young woman. Draco smirked at the couple.

"My pathic sister." Draco added coldly to Snape's sentence.

Luckily, Harry was able to revive her by only a kiss on her frozen lips. Draco was placed in Azkaban prison for using the most unforgivable curses known in the wizardering world and attempting murder.

She thought about that day. It was all because she was with him. Her family did everything they could to keep her away from him but she didn't care how badly she was hurt, she just wanted to be with him.

"I am not going to let them tear us apart. As long as I am, Mikaela Lynn Malfoy, I am never going to join the dark side." She whispered into the night.

She started to walk back to the castle when someone grabbed her roughly from behind. She screamed out but was silent by the person covering her mouth. They wore a hooded black coat. Icy blue eyes could be seen beneath a mask.

Hours later the sun rose above the castle. People were preparing for the trip back home. Harry awoke with a feeling that something was wrong. Harry quickly went to the common room to see his girlfriend. He couldn't see her through the crowd. He saw a bushy head girl named, Hermione and went to her.

"Hermione, do you know where Mikaela is?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"I haven't seen her since yesterday. She never went to bed last night." She told him, making him worry.

"I thought she was you. I thought you two were sleeping together down here" she added.

"No! I would have known where she was if she was with me. I have not seen her since dinner." Harry said quite irritated.

He dashed up the girl's domintary and went into the room.

" Harry, wait!" Hermione said as she got up from her book.

The circular room was empty except for the beds and some belongings next to one. He went to it. It was all of her things. even her glasses and wand was on the bedside table. Everything was there except for her.

Hermione came in beside Harry. He glance over at the items.

"She's not in here." Harry said worriedly.

"I'm sure she…"

Hermione was cut off by Harry running out the room calling for Mikaela in a frantic voice.

The brunette girl's hair flew behind her as she tried to catch her friend.

He raced down the stairs trying to find his love.

"There you are mate! The train is almost here." a red headed teen said as he caught sight of Harry.

"Have you seen Mikaela come by here?" Harry said quickly.

"Not yet." Harry grew more concerned for her. " She may already be down at Hogsmeade waiting for you. You know how she likes to be early." the teen added quickly seeing Harry become quite uneasy.

She was in grave danger. He could feel her fear but did not know what it was.

Harry shook his head. "She wouldn't go alone. She is in danger I can feel it.

He rushed passed them, asking everyone if they knew where she was. Nobody could give an direct answer. Some were saying that they saw her last coming outside the common room late in the afternoon saying something about getting fresh air. She was there for dinner but was never seen again. A younger girl told him that she was crying while walking outside after she ate.

Harry, Ron and Hermione rushed to the train station. The summer sun was high above the castle Harry checked every single one of the compartments. The students shook their heads when ask if she had been in there by chance. His blond princess was nowhere on the train.

The old train left without the lost princess.

The Days and weeks past and he still couldn't find her. The weeks turned to months which turned into years of being worried and afraid that something horrible happened to her. He tried multiple times to put ads in the Daily Prophet- the newspaper given to magical folk- about her disappearance in hopes he would find her. Nobody could find his love even though he put ads in the muggle newspapers about her.