Here is chapter three, I hope you all like it.


Chapter three- Needing answers

The train ride was quiet, Ron and Hermione watched the twins in silence, sitting uncomfortably in the cheese thick tension, something had definitely happened before they had gotten to the train station, but neither of them dared ask what.
Zelda looked up from where she had demurely cast her eyes to her lap to her brother, she watched him engrossed in his Quidditch book and she sighed sadly, it seemed she had been doing that a lot since the incident in Diagon Alley, she felt very torn and confused.
She liked the Malfoy boy, he was nice and he really helped her out, she couldn't help but wonder what was so wrong between Draco and her brother, why did Harry hate him so much? She just didn't understand it.
Though she would probably kick herself for it later, Zelda mustered up the courage to ask her brother, she had to, she couldn't sit here not knowing why she couldn't befriend Draco Malfoy.
"Harry?" Zelda asked softly, hesitantly "I need to ask you something important"
Harry looked up from his book and studied his sister's troubled face "Alright, what is it?"
"Why do you hate Dr-I mean Malfoy so much?" She kept her voice soft, she didn't want him upset with her again "Please, I need to know"
"Zelda" Harry sighed softly "It's complicated"
Zelda locked pleading emerald eyes with her brother's, silently begging him to tell her what she so desperately needed to know.
Hermione and Ron watched silently, concerned, both understanding Harry's reluctance and Zelda's yearning for the truth, well, after they heard her explanation of course.
Harry sighed, giving in at last and told Zelda everything, every last little detail of his and Malfoy's history of being enemies.
"But" Zelda began "That sounds so bitter and petty, hasn't anyone ever made a move towards change? Tried to make things better"
Harry shook his head "I never did anything to him and he has never tried to change things"
"Maybe…" Zelda began "Maybe there is more to him than we know, I mean, well, the look in his eyes when I was with him, it didn't seem wicked at all, maybe he has a reason for acting this way"
Harry stared incredulously at his sister, not believing his ears "You're defending him"
"No!" Zelda exclaimed quickly "Well, maybe a little, but c'mon Harry, I know he isn't what you think"
Harry shook his head and looked at her firmly "No Zelda, and I want you to stay away from him"
Zelda sighed and nodded, she could not push this matter any further, she knew that would not be wise, especially with her brothers obvious extreme dislike for Draco Malfoy.

One they had arrived at Hogwarts, Harry's mood seemed to have lightened and Zelda was not going to do anything to jeopardize that, she hated it when her brother was upset with her, it made her feel miserable.
Professor McGonagall waited for them at the entrance to the castle, needing to give the twins last minute instructions due to Zelda's position "Zelda, you will be sorted first and then sent to your respective table, then the first years will be sorted and so on and so forth"
"I understand, Harry explained to me already about the four houses, so you don't need to worry about that" Zelda said with a bright smile.
Professor McGonagall walked out to where she was supposed to stand in the great hall for the sorting ceremony.
Zelda stood nervously in the throng of doubly nervous first years, fear running through her mind, dreading the awful house of Slytherin, she prayed her heart out for Gryffindore, where she knew she truly belonged.
"Zelda Potter!" Professor McGonagall called, smiling at the raven haired girl as she approached and sat on the chair.
The aged professor put the sorting hat atop Zelda's silken hair and stepped back.

Zelda listened as the hat began to speak inside her mind

'My, my, aren't you a surprise? I sorted your brother a few years back, but where to put you? You are Clever and resourceful, Slytherin would suit you well, yet you are very smart, yes, I see it, the potential to be one of the most brilliant minds, Ravenclaw would certainly nurture that, but what else do I see, your heart is filled to the brim with kindness and love, an asset that Hufflepuff would find most impressive, mm hmm, but I also see great courage, you are a very brave young woman that will do anything for the ones she loves, even place herself in terrible danger, there is only one place to put you, my dear'

With that the hat cried out one word "Gryffindore!"

Zelda sighed with complete and total relief, she removed the hat, placing it back on the stool and raced off to where her brother was at the Gryffindore table, smiling brightly as the other Gryffindore's welcomed her into the Gryffindore family.
The feast appeared upon their tables when the last first year was seated and Zelda had never seen so much food in her whole life, well at least at one time, she'd never been to a banquet before or anything.
She felt her eyes drawn to the Slytherin table to see Draco staring at her sadly, she returned his sad look and cast her eyes back to her food, her misery returning in full stride.

If Draco Malfoy was as bad as Harry and the others said, why did he look at her that way? It lead her to believe that he did not have very many real friends, no one to understand him and comfort him when he felt alone.

Oh what was a girl to do?


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Yours always,

Tom Riddle's reluctant bride.