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Chapter 1
Chloe sighed as she sat in her room. It was the beginning of the summer holidays, which meant that her older brother was home from boarding school. She couldn't say that she was glad. Her and her older brother did not get along at all. And even that was an understatement. She was nothing alike the rest of her family, but unfortunately for her, she was stuck with them.
Chloe leaned forward from off her and opened the window. Her long pale blonde hair was done in two plaits, tied with pink ribbons and she was wearing a light blue strap dress and white tennis shoes. Even though it was the beginning of the summer she was already longing for it to be over. She knew that this summer she would most likely be accepted into her brother's boarding school and she would attend there in September. At least she hoped she would get in, her Father would throw a fit if she didn't, but she didn't see any reason as to why she shouldn't get in.
There was a knock at her door and her ice blue eyes met those of her older brother. His blonde hair was gelled back onto his forehead and her strutted into the room as if he owned the place. "So, what are you up to in here, little sis?" he drawled, whilst seating himself on her bed. He was thirteen, two years her senior.
"What do you want?" Chloe asked carefully, attempting to stay calm and not snap at him.
Her older brother gave her a fake wounded look and said, "Well, I've just got back from school and I thought I'd see how my younger sister is faring. I haven't heard from you since I left last September, since circumstances meant that I could not come home for the Christmas or Easter break. Didn't you miss me?" he asked, with faked sincerity.
Unfortunately for Chloe her Father walked past her room and heard the conversation. Without even stopping to look in he called through the door, "Be nice to your brother Chloe! You can learn a lot from him. I expect to see an improvement in you over the summer, I will not have you shaming me when you go to school."
Chloe knew that this treatment was unfair but her Father had always favoured her older brother since he was his heir. If Chloe hadn't know better and that her parents wanted another child 'just in case' anything happened to the heir then she would of thought that she had been a mistake. No doubt her Father thought that she was a mistake now.
"Yeah, come on sis! Be nice!" Her brother said, quite playfully actually, which surprised her. "Come on outside, I need to practise since I'm now on the House Team," he bragged. "Just because it's summer it doesn't mean that I can get out of shape, and I need someone to practise with." He said it all with an air of authority, practically daring Chloe to refuse.
And refuse she did. "No thanks, I don't feel like playing and I don't feel like going outside either." Her brother pretended not to hear her and grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her from her room and marched her down the stairs and outside into the gardens and across towards the pitch.
She wasn't happy about the situation but Chloe knew that she had to go along with her brother's wishes, if not it would just end up in trouble for her. Sighing she mounted her broom and flew up to where her brother was waiting for her, with a quaffle under one of his arms. The truth was the Chloe really liked flying, but she didn't particularly like Quidditch all that much, at least not the way that her brother played it, which was the cheating way. Plus her Father had had to buy his place in the team; Chloe still couldn't believe that he was the seeker on the Slytherin team.
"Draco! Chloe!" Came their Father's call and they could make out their Father, Lucius Malfoy, down on the pitch below them. This struck Chloe as odd, as usually he would just send a house-elf to get them. Both flew down quickly to meet him and he just turned and walked back inside with Draco running to catch up to him and falling in step beside him and Chloe trailing miserably behind them both.
Ordered to her room once they had gotten inside Chloe obeyed without question, it was a lot easier. Once there she re-done the plaits in her hair since they had come out when she was playing Quidditch with Draco. Not that they had played much, Draco spent most of the time yelling at her, either that or bragging, but Chloe knew that he hadn't beat Harry Potter in the match against Gryffindor. She couldn't help but fell happy about this fact, it'd do her brother good to lose or not get his own way once in a while. She also knew that something had gone on at Hogwarts that year, but she hadn't dared ask her Father what because she only knew that something had gone on because of over-heard conversations and her Father would instantly accused her of eavesdropping. She also knew that she couldn't ask Draco because he would instantly go and tell their Father. She also couldn't help but wonder what was going on now, but since she would be starting Hogwarts in September, she would hopefully find out there.
Wandering over to her bookshelf, which spanned one whole wall of her room, Chloe grabbed 'Hogwarts, A History' and proceeded to curl up on her bed and re-read it again. Unlike other rooms in the house, Chloe's room actually had some muggle technology in it. She had her own computer which ran on magic, but it also had an internet connection, meaning that she could communicate with other muggles on it and access websites. She only really used ebay though, so that she could buy muggle books, of which she had a fair few of. Her bookshelf was arranged alphabetically by authors surname, with muggle and magical books next to each other.
Her Father did not approve of her using muggle technology and reading muggle books, but he had eventually caved into her wishes. She knew that her Father wanted and expected her to be sorted into Slytherin when she went to Hogwarts but she hoped to be sorted in Ravenclaw, she felt that that House suited her better. However she was scared as to what her Father's reaction would be if she where sorted into a House other than Slytherin, he would not be impressed, that she knew. It only seemed that Draco realised how clever she was, but that had resulted in her helping him with his summer homework last year, and no doubt she would have to this year. He had already warned her about turning into another Hermione Granger, who he had insulted constantly last summer. Chloe knew that Hermione was the smartest witch in Draco's year and she planned to be the smartest witch in her year, but she didn't plan to show off with information like she knew Hermione did.
Sighing Chloe knew that she needed to get changed for the evening meal. She quickly put on a mostly white tartan skirt and a white top that, had black lace sleeves. She also put on white knee length socks and buckle over black shoes. She took the pink ribbons out of her plaits and instead put in black ones.
Dinner at the Malfoy house was never a good experience for Chloe, despite being Lucius Malfoy's only daughter. Draco was the favoured one and Chloe was beginning to hate everything that meant being a Malfoy.
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Chapter 1
Chloe sighed as she sat in her room. It was the beginning of the summer holidays, which meant that her older brother was home from boarding school. She couldn't say that she was glad. Her and her older brother did not get along at all. And even that was an understatement. She was nothing alike the rest of her family, but unfortunately for her, she was stuck with them.
Chloe leaned forward from off her and opened the window. Her long pale blonde hair was done in two plaits, tied with pink ribbons and she was wearing a light blue strap dress and white tennis shoes. Even though it was the beginning of the summer she was already longing for it to be over. She knew that this summer she would most likely be accepted into her brother's boarding school and she would attend there in September. At least she hoped she would get in, her Father would throw a fit if she didn't, but she didn't see any reason as to why she shouldn't get in.
There was a knock at her door and her ice blue eyes met those of her older brother. His blonde hair was gelled back onto his forehead and her strutted into the room as if he owned the place. "So, what are you up to in here, little sis?" he drawled, whilst seating himself on her bed. He was thirteen, two years her senior.
"What do you want?" Chloe asked carefully, attempting to stay calm and not snap at him.
Her older brother gave her a fake wounded look and said, "Well, I've just got back from school and I thought I'd see how my younger sister is faring. I haven't heard from you since I left last September, since circumstances meant that I could not come home for the Christmas or Easter break. Didn't you miss me?" he asked, with faked sincerity.
Unfortunately for Chloe her Father walked past her room and heard the conversation. Without even stopping to look in he called through the door, "Be nice to your brother Chloe! You can learn a lot from him. I expect to see an improvement in you over the summer, I will not have you shaming me when you go to school."
Chloe knew that this treatment was unfair but her Father had always favoured her older brother since he was his heir. If Chloe hadn't know better and that her parents wanted another child 'just in case' anything happened to the heir then she would of thought that she had been a mistake. No doubt her Father thought that she was a mistake now.
"Yeah, come on sis! Be nice!" Her brother said, quite playfully actually, which surprised her. "Come on outside, I need to practise since I'm now on the House Team," he bragged. "Just because it's summer it doesn't mean that I can get out of shape, and I need someone to practise with." He said it all with an air of authority, practically daring Chloe to refuse.
And refuse she did. "No thanks, I don't feel like playing and I don't feel like going outside either." Her brother pretended not to hear her and grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her from her room and marched her down the stairs and outside into the gardens and across towards the pitch.
She wasn't happy about the situation but Chloe knew that she had to go along with her brother's wishes, if not it would just end up in trouble for her. Sighing she mounted her broom and flew up to where her brother was waiting for her, with a quaffle under one of his arms. The truth was the Chloe really liked flying, but she didn't particularly like Quidditch all that much, at least not the way that her brother played it, which was the cheating way. Plus her Father had had to buy his place in the team; Chloe still couldn't believe that he was the seeker on the Slytherin team.
"Draco! Chloe!" Came their Father's call and they could make out their Father, Lucius Malfoy, down on the pitch below them. This struck Chloe as odd, as usually he would just send a house-elf to get them. Both flew down quickly to meet him and he just turned and walked back inside with Draco running to catch up to him and falling in step beside him and Chloe trailing miserably behind them both.
Ordered to her room once they had gotten inside Chloe obeyed without question, it was a lot easier. Once there she re-done the plaits in her hair since they had come out when she was playing Quidditch with Draco. Not that they had played much, Draco spent most of the time yelling at her, either that or bragging, but Chloe knew that he hadn't beat Harry Potter in the match against Gryffindor. She couldn't help but fell happy about this fact, it'd do her brother good to lose or not get his own way once in a while. She also knew that something had gone on at Hogwarts that year, but she hadn't dared ask her Father what because she only knew that something had gone on because of over-heard conversations and her Father would instantly accused her of eavesdropping. She also knew that she couldn't ask Draco because he would instantly go and tell their Father. She also couldn't help but wonder what was going on now, but since she would be starting Hogwarts in September, she would hopefully find out there.
Wandering over to her bookshelf, which spanned one whole wall of her room, Chloe grabbed 'Hogwarts, A History' and proceeded to curl up on her bed and re-read it again. Unlike other rooms in the house, Chloe's room actually had some muggle technology in it. She had her own computer which ran on magic, but it also had an internet connection, meaning that she could communicate with other muggles on it and access websites. She only really used ebay though, so that she could buy muggle books, of which she had a fair few of. Her bookshelf was arranged alphabetically by authors surname, with muggle and magical books next to each other.
Her Father did not approve of her using muggle technology and reading muggle books, but he had eventually caved into her wishes. She knew that her Father wanted and expected her to be sorted into Slytherin when she went to Hogwarts but she hoped to be sorted in Ravenclaw, she felt that that House suited her better. However she was scared as to what her Father's reaction would be if she where sorted into a House other than Slytherin, he would not be impressed, that she knew. It only seemed that Draco realised how clever she was, but that had resulted in her helping him with his summer homework last year, and no doubt she would have to this year. He had already warned her about turning into another Hermione Granger, who he had insulted constantly last summer. Chloe knew that Hermione was the smartest witch in Draco's year and she planned to be the smartest witch in her year, but she didn't plan to show off with information like she knew Hermione did.
Sighing Chloe knew that she needed to get changed for the evening meal. She quickly put on a mostly white tartan skirt and a white top that, had black lace sleeves. She also put on white knee length socks and buckle over black shoes. She took the pink ribbons out of her plaits and instead put in black ones.
Dinner at the Malfoy house was never a good experience for Chloe, despite being Lucius Malfoy's only daughter. Draco was the favoured one and Chloe was beginning to hate everything that meant being a Malfoy.
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