You awoke to the sound of an owl, tapping at your window at 3:00am.

"Who on earth would be owling me at THIS hour?" You groaned as you looked at your alarm clock. You went over to the window, and recognised the owl immediately. It was Rebel, Draco's owl.

You opened the window and gave Rebel an owl treat and took the letter from him. You opened the envelope and read the note.

To Liz,

Please meet me at Northern Quidditch Stadium in 30 minutes. Father gave me some news to tell you, but I am not meant to say anymore now.

Farewell.

Draco Malfoy.

You scrunched up the note and graned in disgust. You hated Draco, and you were pretty sure he hated you too. But if his father told him to tell you something, you guessed you had to do it. So you walked over to your wardobe and picked out something to wear.

Even though it was very cold out, you wanted to wear a cute white summer dress with a sleeveless white cardigan over it. You put on the pink shimmery lip balm and got your broom out from under your bed.

You said a spell to make it look like you were still asleep, and you stuffed several pillows under the sheets and found your doll that had the same blonde hair as you and put that down there too with the hair sticking out. The spell made it sound like you were snoring.

Finally, you got on your broom, opened the window again and sped off towards Nothern Quidditch Stadium.

After about 20 minutes, you got there, and saw a familiar blonde head sitting on one of the bleachers. He noticed you immediately, and when you werent looking, his mouth dropped open at the sight of you.

"You're late." He said regaining his composure.

"You'll get over it and live." You replied as you sat down 6 seats away from him. "Now what do you want?"

He smirked and moved closer to you. 5 seats. 4 seats. 3 seats. 2 seats. 1 seat. He was sitting right next to you now.

"Well," he began. "Father gave me some rather horrible news." His smirk turned into a sad expression.

"What?" You asked worriedly.

"Were your parents home, when you left the house?" He asked slowly.

"No. They said that they were with the Dark Lord, telling him something about their most recent quest." You replied, not knowing where this was going.

"Thought as much," he muttered and then looked in your eyes again. "Elizabeth, the Dark Lord murdered them for not completing their quest. My father was there and saw the whole thing. He tried to stop him but ended up being Crucioed. I am so sorry." Draco said sincerely as he put his arm around you.

Your eyes filled with tears, and they came pouring out seconds later. You buried your face in Draco's chest, every now and again punching it, taking your anger out on him. You felt him flinch every so often, but he just sat there, comforting you and telling you that everything was going to be alright.

"Father said that you will be spending the rest of your school years with us at the Manor." Draco told you.

"OK." You sniffled and pulled away from Draco's chest. "Thanks." You said softly.

"For what?" He asked.

"Being here for me, even though you despise me." You answered as you got up and picked up your broom.

"I don't 'despise' you. I just hate you with much passion." He told you. You smiled at this comment, and mounted your broom.

"Coming?" You asked hopefully.

"Of course!" He said and mounted his broom also, and you both flew through the air, heading towards your home.

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