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Chapter 2: A Family Name

The next month was pure torture. At times it seemed to speed up and go by so fast I would wonder what happened to the time. But then there were the other times, when the minuets would drag by so slowly I was sure someone had jinxed the big clock in the hall. The later seemed to happen most often.

All of my supplies was packed and ready to go almost two weeks before term was due to start. I was so ready to get out of this pure-blood-maniatic house it wasn't even funny. Draco was also eager to get to Hogwarts, but for a very different reason. Draco was becoming almost obsessed with upholding the family name and proving that he was the perfect pure blood son. The thought made me feel sick.

When the day finally came I woke much earlier than normal. (to my father's extreme annoyance) My parent's appeared Draco and I to the platform. I loaded my luggage in a compartment far away from the one Draco was loading his in. Then, Grudgingly, I returned to where my parents were standing. I was so close to complete freedom that I wasn't so eager to give up the freedom I had obtained in the last few moments.

I looked my father straight in the eye when he was addressing us. I didn't want my father mad at me before I had even arrived at Hogwarts. Because I knew my true loyalties were going to come out sometime this year. Whether today or 6 months from now, I knew they were going to come out. And I was pretty sure my father would not be happy when they did.

'5 minuets, and your free forever Cathrine. Just hold on for 5 more minuets' I mentally braced myself for my father's farewell speech.

He stood up straight and spoke to us in his official voice, he taught us are entire lives that a Malfoy should be proper and never lower their standards in public. "Well Draco," He always addresses Draco first which annoys me "Cathrine" he added as an after thought. "Live up to your name and make the family Proud"

'Well, it could have been worse' I thought to myself as I wondered down the hallways trying to find someplace to sit, preferably far away from Draco as possible. Finally I found one with a few empty seats. When I looked in I realized Harry was in there talking to a boy with red hair I recognized as a Weasley from one of my father's rants long ago.

I cleared my thought; both boys looked over at me. "Can I sit here?" Harry nodded but the boy, I think his name is Ronald, narrowed his eyes.

"so Harry how excited to get to finally go to Hogwarts?" I asked after a moment of uncomfortable silence.

"Yes I finally get to escape the Dursleys, this last month was bad," He said shaking his head yes. The boy Ronald was still looking at me weirdly.

"Oh?" I asked "bad how?" but I was cut off by the Weasley.

"You're Cathrine Malfoy." It was a statement.

"Yes" I said this conversation was not going the way I wanted it to. "And your Ronald Weasely." I said defiantly.

His ears turned red and he scowled at me. "My father's told me about your family."

"and my father's told me about yours." I was running out of witty comebacks, but it seemed to work. Ronald's face turned red.

"So, my father told me that your family is filled with Death Eaters, who are just pretending to be on our side." It was true, but it still hurt to hear the truth.

I was sure my face had turned red with anger. I stood up and went to the door then turned around. "My father may be pretending to be on the same terms with Dumbledore, but I am not!" It was hard not to laugh at the look on his face. "I'll see you later Harry, I can see when I'm not wanted." I glared at Ronald, and then turned.

I stormed down the hallway, once again, looking for a place to sit.' Should have known better than to sit by a Weasley, Stupid family name!'

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