Obscurum Solis Occasus
Her black cloak slapped against her legs in the obscurity. The wind was vigorous and the clouds were threatening to burst at any moment. The sky trembled as she lifted her hands up to the clouds. A large crack of lightning lit up the darkness and anyone who happened to be watching would see brown hair flying like snakes in the wind. Her skin started to change color; going from the peachy-brown it once was, to a shimmery, almost veela-like shade. She sighed loudly as the rain started to pelt her. The raindrops felt like ice on her hot face and tears mixed with the water from the sky. She couldn't believe it was true, she just couldn't. Turning back towards the castle she saw a figure…his figure.
He slowly walked up beside her, his elegant body sliding up against hers.
"I'm guessing you're just as shocked as I am?" he said looking at her forlorn and pale face.
"More." She whispered, her word was almost lost in the storm, but he heard it and nodded. "They'll hate me for this you know." She said sadly. He again nodded, knowing very well she'd be pushed away for this tragedy…no…it wasn't tragedy…it was fate. It was only at lunch she got the letter from her mum, declaring her 17 years of existence to be a complete lie. Her head hung low and her robes billowed about. She looked up at him with more tears in her eyes. He tried to smile but failed miserably. He hugged her close and walked back towards the large and welcoming building. She watched him leave. He wasn't the kind of person she thought would hug somebody like that…but maybe she was different.
She returned to the common room minutes later and ignored everyone, just went up to her dorm. Closing the hangings around her bed she pulled out the tear-stained letter.
Darling,
It began as every other letter she received did, but didn't end as the others.
I have news for you. Daddy and I have decided it's time you know the truth. You are adopted.
That was the line she first gasped at. Adopted? She would've never guessed.
You were born only 9 months after your real parents first child and they weren't ready to have two children so they put you up for adoption. Daddy and I really wanted a child and you were perfect. We found out the day we got you, you were a witch so the Hogwarts news wasn't so much of a surprise.
It might not have been a surprise to them…it had been to her. This news was almost as surprising. The next line was the one that would change her forever…
Your real last name is Malfoy, daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.
Love you!
Mum.
She found herself crying again and heard the door open.
"Who is it?" she meekly asked.
"Harry and Ron." Came the all too familiar voice of her best friend and hero, Harry Potter.
"Please go away."
"What's wrong Mio?" Ron asked concerned about her…as usual. He didn't seem to think she could take care of herself. "You looked pale when you walked through the common room, not to mention soaked."
"It doesn't matter." She sobbed, "Just go away."
"If that's what you want…" Ron said and she heard them leave.
"I can't believe it!" she cried to herself and started sobbing again. "I'm a Malfoy!" Harry, who was standing right next to her bed gasped. Hermione Malfoy? That couldn't be right. He heard her sobs silence and her breath get even. She was asleep. He quietly opened the door and rushed to his own dorm room.
A/N I don't own HP but I own whatever I made up…R/R it's only a prequel if I get reviews I'll continue! Thanks
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