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Lota Black stared out her classroom window. It was raining and she noticed that all the teachers hated being there on such a gray day. She was an average nine year old girl with ribbons in her hair and a pleated red skirt. Average except for her family. Her mom could practice magic and her mom often told her that her dad did as well, but so far Lota had not experienced a single act of magic. The bell rang as she drew a broom on her paper and ran down the hall. She waited outside under a bus stop for her mom. Her mom always showed up on the same bus to pick her up after school. When her mom had not arrived she grew panicked. She boarded the bus herself and paid the driver.
She arrived at her stop and promptly thanked the driver with a quick thank you, that most children screech as they run away, then stepped out again into the rain. She ran home as quick as she could her ribbons flying behind her. When she arrived to her house she slowed to a light jog and noticed the door was slightly ajar. Stepping inside she saw blood trailing up to her mother as life slowly seeped from her body. She held her mom in tears and as soon as she noticed the shadowed figure covered in blood it let out a thick burly laughed and disappeared with a pop. Lota' screeched while tears ran down her face. A wave of yellow light went over the room and the entire house shook. Shaking she held her mother crying for what seemed to be forever.
Lota was young, but she knew her mother was not coming back. Still she pleaded in a never ending mantra.
"Mom, please" she whispered "You're okay". Her sobs grew louder and her grip tighter as people began to enter the house.
"Mom, I love you! Just wake up.. I'll be good" she petted her mother's hair. "momma I need you and your my best friend" she could here light crying around her./p
p style="text-align: left;"Finally someone approached her with a grim look "Sweat heart your mom" she looked around "sh-she is already gone". Lota sobbed and the woman opened her arms to her "come here". Lota could tell they were wizards and fell into her loving grasp. Narcissa Malfoy held the girl for ages and knew she had to protect her. Draco was waiting outside with Lucius and she brought her out as she, the minister of magic, and Dumbledore spoke.
"Mrs. Malfoy being that her closest relatives are no where to be found or in Azkaban we appreciate you offering to take her in, but situations being what they are and not being totally sure of her mother's wishes we are going to leave partial custody of her in the hands of Albus. This will also mean he will report back to you on anything during her schooling". She felt so invisible as they talked as though she was not there. Narcissa pointed her wand at her to clean her up and saw the fear in her eyes.
"It will be okay" suddenly all the blood was gone. Narcissa and Lucius spent hours signing paper work until finally they went to there knew home. Lota only wondered where that was, where they were taking he mother, and where the man who killed her mom went. She was brought to the manor with her stuff packed and slept in a spare room.
"Lota" Draco said his blonde hair flapping on his head. "I am your new brother. My name is Draco".
Lota nodded and did not realize the tears where sliding down her face. Draco wrapped an arm around her shoulder and held her. He sat her down and let her cry until she fell asleep.
