(Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot. I may put a few
other quotes from movies here and there but everything else is J. K.
Rowling's!)
(A/N: This is my first fanfic so please no flames. I do hope you'll like this story!)
The Power of Love
Chapter 1- family problems
Draco's POV
"Ugh! Damn you sun!" I opened my eyes only to be greeted by the annoying sun. *Stupid house elves. You can tell them to obey you but u can't expect them to remember that you hate the sun.* I thought. I got up to close the curtains and went back to sleep. Or, at least I tried. Oh well, I'm up anyways. I went downstairs.
"Who's the annoying ass that left my window wide open?" I yelled expecting to see a house elf beat themselves up.
"I'm that annoying ass."
I looked over at the corner and saw my father standing up and heading towards me.
"Oh, good morning father." I spat out as I rubbed the bruise that he gave me the other day. I stopped looking up to my father when he started abusing my mother and me on my 3rd year.
"Have you decided yet my loving son?" He too spat the last part out.
"I already told you my decision a few days ago." I said stubbornly.
He was talking about me becoming a death eater. If he would of asked me if I had wanted to become a death eater before my 3rd year I would of gladly accepted. But now I have no interest at all at killing muggles and muggle- borns. I would never join them. But then again just because I didn't want to join them doesn't necessarily mean I wanted to be on the "good side" and join the "Potty rescue-the-whole-world" Club.
I glanced over at my father who was rubbing his chin, thinking.
"Ok then Draco, I'm guessing you might need a few more months of thinking. At March, I will be expecting a letter from you. Since the mail is not very safe anymore, just send me a letter saying either 'yes I would love to come over for the summer' or a 'no thank you' and so on. I am hoping that you will say yes because if you don't, the death eaters will be forced to name you a traitor and will not hesitate to kill you." I looked at my dad as if he had just sprouted another head.
"So what you are saying is that, this whole thing is utterly pointless because I don't really have a choice, right?" I snorted as I slouched down on my favorite armchair.
"Yes son, but then it gives you a few months to learn a little more about the dark arts. Don't forget son, just because you are the one we are counting on to be the next dark lord doesn't mean if you turn this opportunity down then it'll be the end of the world. Remember, we are always prepared. There will always be someone else in line after you. You have made me proud in the past so please think about it." He said as if he didn't mean what he said.
"So what will happen if I don't answer by the end of April?" I said twirling my wand around.
"If you don't answer at all we will think that by then, you are writing your will." He narrowed his eyes smirking.
"Oh Lucius! You can't do that to your only son!" my mother walked in with terror in her eyes as she walked into the lounge carrying a glass full of wine.
"Narcissa, we've went over this already." Lucius sighed. "Must I teach you the lesson again?" Lucius grabbed my mom's wrist so suddenly that it caused her to drop her glass.
"Foolish woman! You'll pay for that! CRUCI."
"Expelliarmus!" I yelled causing Lucius' wand to fly away from his grasp and causing himself to fly into the bookcases behind him. I couldn't let him hurt my mother anymore. She was the only person in the world who really loved me with all her heart.
"Stupid boy! I would of thought you've learned you're lesson by now!" Lucius said standing up and picking up his wand.
I panted, still pointing my wand at him. "I'm a slow learner." I sneered.
"CRUCIO!" he yelled. I was expecting him to say something else so that totally caught me off guard.
You'd think after all the times he's done that to me, I'd probably be used to it. But the pain was just unbearable. I tried not to scream and yell but it was way to complicated. It was as if a million daggers went through me leaving a fire burning inside of me. The fire was growing and running though my veins. I felt as if it would never stop. Once it did I collapsed, panting.
"You fucking asshole!" My mother screamed. "You don't really love him! You are just using him!"
"It took you long enough to figure that out! Seriously Narcissa, I expected better from you!" Lucius shook his head, pretending to be upset. "Now move aside! I need to have a little talk with my loving only son." He held his wand as if he were about to use it on me again.
"No way Lucius! That's enough pain for him please!" I looked over and saw my mom grasping Lucius' arm.
"Move now!" he yelled threateningly.
"No!" My mom yelled.
"MOM NO!!!!!!!" I screamed as if I knew what was about to happen.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" my dad yelled. In a flash a green light, Narcissa Malfoy was dead.
"No!!!" I rushed over to her body and looked over at Lucius, "How could you?"
"Just think of this as an example if you don't answer by the end of March." He started to walk away but then he turned around, "She was a bitch anyways." Then he walked away.
I gave him a look of disgust, carried my mom to the couch and said, "I love you mom. I promise that next time I won't fail you." I kissed her on the top of her forehead and headed up to my room promising myself to spread her ashes in the lake that she spent so much time in.
So there I was, just lying on my bed, replaying the events of the day when suddenly I hear a soft clicking sound. "Who's there?" I instantly sat up on my bed and looked out the window to see a barn owl pecking on it. "What the?" I open the window and the owl drops a letter and flys off. I picked up the letter and read it.
Dear Mr. Draco Malfoy,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be the head boy for your 7th year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please be at platform 9 ¾ one week before the school year starts. Professor McGonagall will brief you on everything you need to know. Congratulations.
I reread the letter. *Yah, congratulations. I'm head boy and my so-called father had just killed my mom. Isn't life perfect?* I thought sarcastically. *Well, I better start packing up. After all, I will be leaving soon.* I sighed. *Well at least I get to leave this hell-hole a week earlier.*
Hermione's POV
I wake up to hear a familiar flapping sound coming from do. *Yay! A letter!* I ran downstairs in excitement but stop when I see my dad reading the letter. *Man! It's just a stupid Hogwarts letter! Wait, a Hogwarts letter? Isn't it pretty early to get them?* "Good morning! Can I see that?" I sat on a chair across from him as he handed me the letter.
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be the head girl for your 7th year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please be at platform 9 ¾ one week before the school year starts. Professor McGonagall will brief you on everything you need to know. Congratulations.
I looked at my father. "I'm so happy for you honey.if only. if only. if only."
"Sara was here." I finished for him disgusted.
"Your mom Mione." He corrected. "But you have no idea how right you are my little Mione." He said.
"I don't understand why you still even love that whore! She walked out on us months ago! She fucking treats me like a slave and disrespects you! She was lucky that I couldn't do magic away from school or else I would of killed her by now! I hate her! I can't believe you married her!" I screamed angrily.
"You'll understand when you are 18 Mione." he said calmly.
"UNDERSTAND?!?! I understand perfectly! Don't you dare treat me like a little kid dad because I am not!!! Athena was lucky enough to leave this place when she had the chance. But it's all Sara's fault she left! You're lucky I'm not walking out on you too!" I yelled in frustration.
"Mione, we've been over this before. Tell me why you are not walking out on you."
"Because I love you to much." I replied.
"If you love me Hermione, then you will trust me when I say that you will understand when you are older." He hugged me in comfort as I let out a sniffle. "I know you miss your sister Hermione but she can take care of herself. And you will see her one day."
"Thanks dad. I'm gonna go pack up now ok?" I headed to my room.
Ok, I'll explain everything. Sara is my stupid, lazy ass bitch who is saposto be my mom. Athena is my sister who left my house when she was 16 and I was 9. She was always there for me. She taught me everything I needed to know in the muggle world. It was later that I found out that she was a witch too. God I miss her so much.
~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~
"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING BITCH!" I hear my sister yell at my mom. "YOU WILL NOT LEAVE NOW! YOU WILL STAY HERE AND TAKE CARE OF ME WITH HERMIONE!" Sara yells back.
"NO WAY! I'M LEAVING THIS PLACE FOR GOOD! NOW! HERMIONE! I'LL MEET UP WITH YOU AGAIN SOON! REMEMBER LARAINE OKAY HERMIONE! LARAINE! GOOD BYE!" and then I hear the door slam and my mom scream in frustration.
~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~
I shook my head. It's been 8 years already. Everyday I hope for a letter from her but I've givin up hope of contact from her since I was in 6th year. Oh well. I hope she's doing alright for now.
(A/N: This is my first fanfic so please no flames. I do hope you'll like this story!)
The Power of Love
Chapter 1- family problems
Draco's POV
"Ugh! Damn you sun!" I opened my eyes only to be greeted by the annoying sun. *Stupid house elves. You can tell them to obey you but u can't expect them to remember that you hate the sun.* I thought. I got up to close the curtains and went back to sleep. Or, at least I tried. Oh well, I'm up anyways. I went downstairs.
"Who's the annoying ass that left my window wide open?" I yelled expecting to see a house elf beat themselves up.
"I'm that annoying ass."
I looked over at the corner and saw my father standing up and heading towards me.
"Oh, good morning father." I spat out as I rubbed the bruise that he gave me the other day. I stopped looking up to my father when he started abusing my mother and me on my 3rd year.
"Have you decided yet my loving son?" He too spat the last part out.
"I already told you my decision a few days ago." I said stubbornly.
He was talking about me becoming a death eater. If he would of asked me if I had wanted to become a death eater before my 3rd year I would of gladly accepted. But now I have no interest at all at killing muggles and muggle- borns. I would never join them. But then again just because I didn't want to join them doesn't necessarily mean I wanted to be on the "good side" and join the "Potty rescue-the-whole-world" Club.
I glanced over at my father who was rubbing his chin, thinking.
"Ok then Draco, I'm guessing you might need a few more months of thinking. At March, I will be expecting a letter from you. Since the mail is not very safe anymore, just send me a letter saying either 'yes I would love to come over for the summer' or a 'no thank you' and so on. I am hoping that you will say yes because if you don't, the death eaters will be forced to name you a traitor and will not hesitate to kill you." I looked at my dad as if he had just sprouted another head.
"So what you are saying is that, this whole thing is utterly pointless because I don't really have a choice, right?" I snorted as I slouched down on my favorite armchair.
"Yes son, but then it gives you a few months to learn a little more about the dark arts. Don't forget son, just because you are the one we are counting on to be the next dark lord doesn't mean if you turn this opportunity down then it'll be the end of the world. Remember, we are always prepared. There will always be someone else in line after you. You have made me proud in the past so please think about it." He said as if he didn't mean what he said.
"So what will happen if I don't answer by the end of April?" I said twirling my wand around.
"If you don't answer at all we will think that by then, you are writing your will." He narrowed his eyes smirking.
"Oh Lucius! You can't do that to your only son!" my mother walked in with terror in her eyes as she walked into the lounge carrying a glass full of wine.
"Narcissa, we've went over this already." Lucius sighed. "Must I teach you the lesson again?" Lucius grabbed my mom's wrist so suddenly that it caused her to drop her glass.
"Foolish woman! You'll pay for that! CRUCI."
"Expelliarmus!" I yelled causing Lucius' wand to fly away from his grasp and causing himself to fly into the bookcases behind him. I couldn't let him hurt my mother anymore. She was the only person in the world who really loved me with all her heart.
"Stupid boy! I would of thought you've learned you're lesson by now!" Lucius said standing up and picking up his wand.
I panted, still pointing my wand at him. "I'm a slow learner." I sneered.
"CRUCIO!" he yelled. I was expecting him to say something else so that totally caught me off guard.
You'd think after all the times he's done that to me, I'd probably be used to it. But the pain was just unbearable. I tried not to scream and yell but it was way to complicated. It was as if a million daggers went through me leaving a fire burning inside of me. The fire was growing and running though my veins. I felt as if it would never stop. Once it did I collapsed, panting.
"You fucking asshole!" My mother screamed. "You don't really love him! You are just using him!"
"It took you long enough to figure that out! Seriously Narcissa, I expected better from you!" Lucius shook his head, pretending to be upset. "Now move aside! I need to have a little talk with my loving only son." He held his wand as if he were about to use it on me again.
"No way Lucius! That's enough pain for him please!" I looked over and saw my mom grasping Lucius' arm.
"Move now!" he yelled threateningly.
"No!" My mom yelled.
"MOM NO!!!!!!!" I screamed as if I knew what was about to happen.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" my dad yelled. In a flash a green light, Narcissa Malfoy was dead.
"No!!!" I rushed over to her body and looked over at Lucius, "How could you?"
"Just think of this as an example if you don't answer by the end of March." He started to walk away but then he turned around, "She was a bitch anyways." Then he walked away.
I gave him a look of disgust, carried my mom to the couch and said, "I love you mom. I promise that next time I won't fail you." I kissed her on the top of her forehead and headed up to my room promising myself to spread her ashes in the lake that she spent so much time in.
So there I was, just lying on my bed, replaying the events of the day when suddenly I hear a soft clicking sound. "Who's there?" I instantly sat up on my bed and looked out the window to see a barn owl pecking on it. "What the?" I open the window and the owl drops a letter and flys off. I picked up the letter and read it.
Dear Mr. Draco Malfoy,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be the head boy for your 7th year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please be at platform 9 ¾ one week before the school year starts. Professor McGonagall will brief you on everything you need to know. Congratulations.
I reread the letter. *Yah, congratulations. I'm head boy and my so-called father had just killed my mom. Isn't life perfect?* I thought sarcastically. *Well, I better start packing up. After all, I will be leaving soon.* I sighed. *Well at least I get to leave this hell-hole a week earlier.*
Hermione's POV
I wake up to hear a familiar flapping sound coming from do. *Yay! A letter!* I ran downstairs in excitement but stop when I see my dad reading the letter. *Man! It's just a stupid Hogwarts letter! Wait, a Hogwarts letter? Isn't it pretty early to get them?* "Good morning! Can I see that?" I sat on a chair across from him as he handed me the letter.
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be the head girl for your 7th year in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please be at platform 9 ¾ one week before the school year starts. Professor McGonagall will brief you on everything you need to know. Congratulations.
I looked at my father. "I'm so happy for you honey.if only. if only. if only."
"Sara was here." I finished for him disgusted.
"Your mom Mione." He corrected. "But you have no idea how right you are my little Mione." He said.
"I don't understand why you still even love that whore! She walked out on us months ago! She fucking treats me like a slave and disrespects you! She was lucky that I couldn't do magic away from school or else I would of killed her by now! I hate her! I can't believe you married her!" I screamed angrily.
"You'll understand when you are 18 Mione." he said calmly.
"UNDERSTAND?!?! I understand perfectly! Don't you dare treat me like a little kid dad because I am not!!! Athena was lucky enough to leave this place when she had the chance. But it's all Sara's fault she left! You're lucky I'm not walking out on you too!" I yelled in frustration.
"Mione, we've been over this before. Tell me why you are not walking out on you."
"Because I love you to much." I replied.
"If you love me Hermione, then you will trust me when I say that you will understand when you are older." He hugged me in comfort as I let out a sniffle. "I know you miss your sister Hermione but she can take care of herself. And you will see her one day."
"Thanks dad. I'm gonna go pack up now ok?" I headed to my room.
Ok, I'll explain everything. Sara is my stupid, lazy ass bitch who is saposto be my mom. Athena is my sister who left my house when she was 16 and I was 9. She was always there for me. She taught me everything I needed to know in the muggle world. It was later that I found out that she was a witch too. God I miss her so much.
~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~
"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING BITCH!" I hear my sister yell at my mom. "YOU WILL NOT LEAVE NOW! YOU WILL STAY HERE AND TAKE CARE OF ME WITH HERMIONE!" Sara yells back.
"NO WAY! I'M LEAVING THIS PLACE FOR GOOD! NOW! HERMIONE! I'LL MEET UP WITH YOU AGAIN SOON! REMEMBER LARAINE OKAY HERMIONE! LARAINE! GOOD BYE!" and then I hear the door slam and my mom scream in frustration.
~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~
I shook my head. It's been 8 years already. Everyday I hope for a letter from her but I've givin up hope of contact from her since I was in 6th year. Oh well. I hope she's doing alright for now.