A/N: Sorry this chapter's so short. I'll have another one up soon to make up for it. I love you my lovlies! And please review!
CHAPTER 2
Draco Malfoy-aged 11-strode about the Manor nonchalantly munching an apple. Green. His favorite. Maybe it was a Slytherin thing he mused.
It was late August. His letter had arrived some time ago and as the time to leave for school drew nearer, he couldn't help but to think about her. Wondering if, maybe, she had somehow...no. He forced the ever present sliver of hope to the back of his mind, not noticing that his hand had closed around the stopwatch in his left pocket.
Father had given him the watch for his fifth birthday. It was a family heirloom, handed down from Malfoy to Malfoy blah blah blah. He didn't care about that. It was what was inside that made it special. That night, Mother had come in to tuck him in. He'd had a huge party and was quite tuckered. Mother sat on the side of his bed and stroked his hair.
"Your father will be up in a moment to say goodnight, but I wanted to give you one last birthday present," she said, pulling something out of her robes. It was a small picture of two identical tow-headed infants. They would have been impossible to tell apart had one not had long hair and a far away gaze. Draco recognized the short haired baby as himself.
"She was...is your sister," his mother continued, "Her name is Drina and she was lost to us." Mother carefully fitted the picture into his stopwatch. "Your father has given up hope. But I have not. And I do not want you to give up either Draco."
Mother had then kissed his head and called for his father.