Secrets
Prologue
Meet Vivian
Voldemort.
I have several ideas of him:
*Feared
*Ugly
*Evil
*Inhuman
But for the most part, he's FATHER. Voldemort raped my mother while on a rampage for... You guessed it. Harry Potter.
Yea, I could tell you it sucked to have his blood running through my veins. Or that it sucked to be with a family that wanted to kill me.
But what could I do about it?
Meet Salazar(1)
"I'm fine, father, I'm fine."
"Mother! Underwear is NOT the main priority!"
"Salazar Hybrid Malfoy! You will do as I say!... I just want you to have a good time," My mother's shameful rant ended in that kind motherly tone."
"Yes Salazar, you are the only person that can bring honor back to the Malfoy name. I doubt it, though. If the angel (2) to this family cannot do it. You have a very slim chance," my father deadpanned.
There were a few things you should know about my father:
* He had betrayed Voldemort. (Not too bad...)
*He had an ego bigger than England (No comment)
This was probably the most important detail:
* He hated me.
Yea... well I could say it sucked that I could never meet my father's expectations. I could say that I hated being shadowed by my older brother.
But what could I do about it?
Vivian and Salazar Meet
Vivian's POV
So, let me tell you, riding a bike through pouring rain, with a 5 ton trunk, was NOT good transportation.
My mum, without the support of her dear Mum and Pa, didn't have the least amount of money (as far as I was concerned).
Well, at least I was so busy worrying that I pedaled even faster. This enabled me to get to the train station about an hour before the train would leave. Today was the day that I would go to my new school Hogwarts. I hope that I could keep the secret that may decide wether or not I would live to myself.
Salazar's POV
This is my idea of a nice ride: a long black stretch limo with LOTS of space. Well, at least I got to ride in a lime on my way to the train station. Today was the magical day where I would get away from my family and, in their opinion, start the I-need-to-be-popular mission. The down side of riding in a limo with my family and being me, was that I was sitting WAY in the back, along with all of the trunks and stuff my family thought that I needed.
We got to the train station about an hour early so my parents could chat with all of their invisible friends.
…
As Vivian and Salazar mindlessly walked into the train station, they crashed into each other, sending their belongings flying. Salazar had scowled to act the act the superior boy he was so opposite to. Meanwhile, Vivian had silently scolded herself for drawing all that attention to herself and to blow it off she had scoffed at hers and Salazar's eye contact.
They quickly picked up their belongings and walked away without a second glance at each other. Little had they known that one would sooth the other's solitary life.
(1) We know! The Slytherins are the only ones that can have a name like "Salazar", but we don't care!
(2) If you haven't guessed yet, the "angel" is Draco.
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