This story isn't originally mine I adopted it from icclenomi. The first three chapters aren't mine, I changed some stuff but most of it is original from her. Enjoy and expect the next chapter soon. This is AU.
Warning: contains violence and child cruelty. Rating may go up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Draco washed the blood from his face for the third time this week. He looked in the mirror at his puffed up face and winced as he brought the piece of cloth to a particularly deep gash. He jumped as the door opened and automatically curled into a small ball on the floor, closing his eyes tightly afraid of the horrors he would be witness of.
The hit he was expecting never came instead he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. When he looked up instead of the imposing figure of his father he saw the sweet and gentle face of his older sister.
"I'm so sorry," the blonde girl said as she picked up her younger brother. "I wish I could take you with me, but I can't. If I do he will kill Damien." She wiped away the small tear that was running down her brother's cheek. "Hey, don't cry. Maybe, after Damien finishes school this term he will be able to take you with him."
"Why… why do they h…hate me?" He choked in a small voice.
"I don't know, Drakey. I really don't." The fifteen year old cradled the child for a few minutes before she carried him to his room. She tucked him into his small, old, and plain bed. After a good night kiss she climbed downstairs to hear a heated discussion between her elder brother and her father.
"He's only five," Damien said.
"The boy needs to be disciplined," her father sneered.
"He didn't do anything wrong!"
"He made friends with a squib."
"So what, is not as if they are any less civilized than purebloods," Deilla screamed from her hiding spot.
"This conversation is none of your concerns, now I command you to go upstairs and learn your place in this household." Lucius Malfoy, as always, belittled his daughter because of being a woman.
"Yes it is when you are talking of my baby brother whom for your information is very bruised upstairs thanks to you." There was a moment of silence in the room, it was obvious she had hit a nerve and in a flash she fell to the floor, a cut across her right cheek. Her brother picked her up, her cheek stinging. "You see? That is why everybody hates you!" She marched upstairs and into Draco's room. She pulled him out of bed and lifted him easily. His eyes were wide as he looked into his sisters eyes, which looked so much like his father's.
"Deilla, you get back here right now!," her father shouted.
"No!" She picked her little brother and made the biggest decision of her life.
She walked out of the house, followed by Damien, who summoned their belongings.
"Get back here now!" Their father raised his wand but before he could cast anything his body became stiff and his arms and legs snapped together as he fell to the ground. Damien drew his wand away from his father and held it out until the Knight Bus appeared with a cracking sound. Damien paid their fares and floated their trunks onto the bus which left them in front of the Leaky Cauldron.
By the time Lucius Malfoy became mobile again, his three children were gone and he was left with no heir, while Damien at age seventeen, Deilla at age fifteen, and Draco Malfoy at age five began their new life.
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