"Draco, I'm so glad you came."

"Of course, mother. Crabbe and Goyle are idiots, anyway." He said and kissed her cheek.

"Oh Draco, they're your friends. Don't be like that."

"More like useless company." She sighed.

"I need to tell you something."

"Yeah?" Its yes, Draco, not yeah she thought but she was to guilty to even correct him. She had thought about how to tell him delicately but there really was no way to put this delicately.

"Draco, when you were born" How can I put this? "you weren't born alone." What does that mean Narcissa? All those lessons for a waste. Draco looked confused.

I was silent, waiting for the questions to come pouring in.

"What do you mean I wasn't born alone?"

"Draco, I had twins."

"What?! When?!" I sighed.

"Draco, you were one of them."

"That's impossible, what is he then, invisible?"

"She." I said absentmindedly.

"WHAT?! I HAVE A SISTER?" He looked so upset, confused and angry. He had every right to be. I never had any peace about this since I'd done and now that Lucius was in Azkaban, I thought it was time to tell Draco. I was wrong, There is no right time to tell your son that he has a twin sister.

"Draco, even when I was pregnant, your father was a little temperamental. I was scared. I had to protect one of you. And I didn't hold it against Lucius to hurt his daughter in more ways than one." Draco suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders. I flinched. I hoped he hadn't noticed. I looked at him. He noticed.

"I hate it." He yelled with pure hate as he suddenly turned around and punched the wall next to him.

"I hate what he's done to us. You know I can't hug you without you flinching. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have grown up alone. And become a sad, selfish, dumb, conceited, rude and an all-around complete bastard." His voice turned into a whisper. I made out the words "Granger was right." I couldn't bother about that now.

"Draco." I whispered softly. He was slumped against the wall.

'No, you were right to save her, I don't deserve to be saved. I'm just like him."

"Draco, No!"

"I have to go." He pulled himself up and his arm out of the wall. "Fuck." He whispered, feeling his hand.

"Draco, stay." I grabbed his arm. He just shrugged me off.

"I can't." And just like that he apparated away. I sighed and sat down at the table.

"You can come out now, Scarlett."