Meeting the Malfoys

AUTHOR'S NOTE : Hey guys! so I'm starting from year one... please enjoy and heart!

CHAPTER 1

"Malfoy Manor." I mumbled, dreading the complete likely-hood of the Malfoy family's prejudice and snobby personalities to take over as soon as they lay eyes on us, the Jinx family. No, I literally mean my last name is Jinx... not trying to be funny. Evanora Jinx... weird name for a weird person like me, good match I'd say.

The look of the outside of Malfoy Manor looked dark and overpriced, probably the reflection of their own life choices/mistakes. I glared at the six pyramid shaped roof's on the corners of the manor, whilst in the middle was the lonely steeple-like monument,likean angel of death on their dying Christmas tree. All together there were about 45 windows in the front of the colossal building, darkened as if touched bydeatheaters them selves, but I wouldn't have put it passed them to invite them over for dinner. The dark clouds seemed to always be on top of theMalfoy Manor, as if their greed and darknesspersuaded the clouds to run into theircold grips of hugs, and because of this, it was alwaysdark, but today was different. The clouds were gone and the sun was at its peak as the haze of moisture evaporating from the surface wasalmost completely visible.

We were pointed closest to the dining room with the largest furnace, it looked very eerie. Dark seats, dark lighting,dark walls, dark ceiling... dark everything! It was likethevigorous glow of thefire was engulfed by the darkness itself, likeonce in the world the light was no longer the way to get out of darkness, it was the other way round.

Although the family favourite, who is my brother Evan, stood waiting anxiously to get inside and drown in praise and unnecessary fuss. I wasgazing unfazed atan old benchbreathing in every memory of broken shards of hidden insults from family friends, including Lucius and Narcissa.

"My dear children come in! You'll get heatstroke standing in this blistering sun." Narcissa ushered us inside, completely blanking me and noticing Evan's white smile to everyone in the room, mentally comparing that to my solid unwelcome expression and dark red hair, hinting my obvious anxious mood. She finally looked at me and spoke quietly.

"Evanora... Your skin needs to be protected... its so pale!" She pinched my cheeks unruly, as if to have not noticed my metamorphed hair and just carried on to straightening out Draco's robes.

Their prejudice lifestyles against others never helped the fact that I couldn't stand being defenselessaround the Malfoys, let alone the slight essence of one. It was as if something was telling me that Iwas not supposed to be there, as if my brain was telling me to get the hell out.

Ever since I started getting this feeling, I never let my guard down.

I felt like something bad was going to happen, and that it would be my fault. But before I could miserably question and flaunt my very subtle existential crisis, my brother Evan dragged me out of the hallway and into the dreaded outdoors, where his obvious 'BFF', Draco Malfoy, stood smiling into Evan's eyes whilst then friendly crushing his ribs into powder as a sign that he was trying to give him a hug.

"Draco." He chuckled, verbally forcingDraco to relieve the pain he had toughly put up with. Until he laid eyes on my awkward looking expression when his prejudice little grin drooped. In instinct I turned around slowly but stealthily and began to walk back towards the UV ray protected shelter that Draco called home. I could still hear hisconstantjibber jabber, unfortunately the faint breeze wasn't enough to pick up and throw his words.

"Brooding as always?"His snide comment finally faded through my memories as I headed upstairs and sat in the awfully decorated guest room. I looked in the tainted mirror as I allowed my hair to continue to change colour; from black to sickly bright blonde to red to blue and back to black again. I was angry at father for letting me be here, I was nervous to start school at the most prestigious wizarding school in England as I wasjust the next newbie freak, I was scared of my own deathly thoughts and unbelievably scared of the Malfoys for some god damnreason, confusing soul was I not?Finally I took control of my feelings and moods, until a sudden pain exploded inside me, like a heated blade stabbing through me and exploding in my stomach, I started to see things... it was another vision.

Fire... Faces... Dead things... Darkness... and for some reason plant, a chess board and a stone all overlapped like a very bad presentation which would be very bad for an epileptic person. I knew this was the possible future as I had some kind of channeling to different sorcerer's minds. My father knows, of course, however he told anyone as he knew my skepticism and manner would get the best of me and destroy not only me, but his reputation. Not even my brother knew... which OBVIOUSLY showed how open we are to each other, also my father didn't want this to cause a dysfunction in the family, as Evan was a very impressionable boy and he would always believe that if there was something wrong, then the person was 'demonified', or at least I thought that was his words.

Before I knew it I found myself on the floor with blood oozing out of my left nostril, so I got back up and wiped the fresh-ish blood with my dark sleeve. I look briefly at the grandfather clock next to me, reading that I had been there for almost 3 hours. Then I look at myself, it reflected that my hair was back to normal. But I didn't believe it, some said that mirrors told lies, and for that household I wouldn't be surprised.

I would've gave up anything to get rid of those weird channeling things, but I was apparently an abomination to be a metamorphmagi AND have channeling vision... so I couldn't tell anyone... EVER.