When they met, I think it's been love at first sight for her. They were in Hogwarts, but even then, she told me that he seemed kind of powerful. He had this beauty, this untouched poise, this determination.
This is probably weird for a Sytherin, but I don't believe she ever wanted something else that have a family of her own, a child that she could love and protect – and, for her defense, he was probably the best she could have for accomplish just that ; he was a pure blood, her family would approve of him, he was kinder than most, he wanted to have a boy to pursuit his legacy.
But, soon enough, Dad was a spider, Mom was a fly. She was caught in a lifetime of fear and worries over him, over that friendship with that overambitious friend, over that need to pretend to care about the plans of the Dark Lord when all she cared about was me. She cried herself to sleep so many times that I think she wouldn't know how to do it otherwise.
As I try to go without a noise, I see her curled on the couch, sleeping with tears still fresh on her cheeks. I know he is in his library, trying to avoid me and my secret departure – the one we all know I'm doing tonight but avoid to act like it. It's the Malfroy way.
When we met, I think it's been love at first sight for me. We were in Hogwarts, but even, she seemed so powerful. She had this beauty, this untouched poise, this amazing determination.
This is probably weird for a Sytherin, but this time, I would not put my wants above the best of others. It's her I want to protect and for that, I have to go far away – I would not let her been caught in my spider web.
I refuse to let her become a fly.