Chapter 1-Children of the Elite
I don't own Harry Potter!
Ignores OoTP, HBP and DH.
Oh, Blaise is Italian in my story.
"I'm gonna get you!" a small, golden haired boy shouted, chasing after a black haired girl. She giggled and veered to her right, crashing into another boy.
"Sorry Blaise," she said, pouting, "Draco's chasing me."
The raven haired boy smirked. "What did you do now?"
"Hey! I didn't do anything! He just happened to slip on the slug I had Dobby put on the ground!" the girl said, looking indignant.
"Okay, okay, Lily-flower. You're innocent." Blaise agreed. "Not." He mumbled under his breath, then grunted as Lily hit him, saying, "I heard that!"
"There you are!"Draco said, having found them. He jumped on Lily, bringing her to ground and tickling her mercilessly.
Crack
A small house elf apparated into their midst.
"Master Malfoy, Master Zabini, Mistress Jamison." He said, bowing. "Your parents is requesting for you to be in the drawing room."
Malfoy Manor had 7 drawing rooms, 13 kitchens and hundreds of bedrooms, 2 libraries and of course, the dungeons. Zabini Manor, Sole di Notte in Italy, and Jamison Manor, Château du Soleil in France were similar in size. Blaise, Draco and Lily knew each others homes as well as they would their own. Their families were the richest in the wizarding world. They each owned about a quarter of Gringotts, which was something that could not be looked over. The names of Malfoy, Zabini and Jamison carried great political sway in the wizarding world, so no one wanted to get on their bad side. They entered the drawing room, finding their parents deep in discussion. They looked up as the children entered.
"Ah, children." Lucius Malfoy beckoned for them to sit. They sat, confused and wary at the serious looks on their parents faces. Kyle Jamison cleared his throat.
"Delilah will attend the Academy of Amun-Ra, in Egypt, instead of Hogwarts. We wish for her to learn the Egyptian customs."
Delilah was Lily's given name, and only used on serious occasions.
She would be apart from her 2 best friends. All she wanted to do now was cry, but her upbringing in the strict pureblood society would not allow the tears to fall. She vaguely heard them being dismissed, and felt her feet walking out of the room mechanically, her mind on autopilot till they reached Draco's rooms. There, she finally allowed the tears to flow.
"Promise me, promise me that you will write to me and never forget me," she cried. "Promise me!"
They had nodded. So now she stood, waving to them as they boarded the Hogwarts Express, watching them get farther and farther away from her. She was alone now, for the first time in her life, her boys weren't there to protect her and laugh with her.
So she would throw herself into her studies, trying to forget. She made new friends, but they just weren't Blaise and Draco. No one could compare to them, no one could make her feel warm inside like they did. Without them she was empty. She lived for the weekly letters that they sent, and the news that she would hear about them.
They would come home for the summer and the holidays, and she would have them back, and she was happy, she was whole again, only to see her heart break as they left again.
Draco and Blaise missed Lily. Even though they had each other, they missed the girl that could always make their hearts flutter and cheer them up when they were sad. They missed her laugh, her smile, they way her eyes sparkled when she was happy, and her presence at their side. Her parents had split apart the trio, and they all felt the loss dearly. Blaise and Draco retreated farther into themselves, building a hard wall around their emotions that would have made their fathers proud. They sneered and tormented students for fun, trying to keep their minds off Lily. Delilah completely closed herself to others, and every night, she mourned the loss of her friends, wishing they were beside her as she lay crying. At home, they had always slept in one room together, finding comfort in the presence of the other two, and they were unaccustomed to sleeping alone.
Lily soon became the best in her school, because with each day that she spent apart from her boys, she studied harder and harder so that her mind wouldn't inadvertently stray to them and cause her more sadness. She was the one with the most control over her wandless magic, she was the one that had the most power, and the one that could effectively control the elements. She was also known to have a fiery temper and no one wanted to be on her bad side, or rather on the bad side of her curses.
She made friends with only a few people. One of them was Nketiah, whose father owned the Egyptian broom company Infinity, a new line of racing brooms that were even faster that Firebolts. Also, there was Nefertari, who had inherited the Egyptian company Bladesmith, that made the world's finest wizarding swords and daggers, all infused with a healthy supply of magic.
Draco and Blaise were her everything, without them she was nothing. They had been a part of each other's lives since birth, when they were bound together with an ancient spell that bound their souls together for eternity. Why had her parents sent her away? She didn't believe the bullshit about Egyptian customs for a moment. She was already well versed in Arabic customes before she had attended school. As a young lady of society, it was her duty to know customs of other countries to be able to host balls and have tea with them, to gain political allies. Each child of aristocrats were trained to be like that from a young age.