"Hi, Elizabeth." Draco muttered.
He looked solemn, but had a small smirk…WHY? HOW? Why did he do that to me? He wants me to suffer.
"I'm not talking to you!" I screamed at his bloody face.
(A/N: bloody figuratively)
"You're probably thinking I wanted to poison you, but I put something in there on accident that was supposed to make you drowsy, but instead it made you hyper." He admitted.
WHAT THE FREAK! Okay, I knew that it had veritaserum in it, but why would he put something else in there?
"Draco, I know you like me." I finally spoke. I ran into the girls' dormitories, and just cried my heart out. My life is horribly awful! Suddenly, an owl appeared at my window. Huh? I opened the window, and the brown furry owl gave me the letter. I opened the white envelope up, and there was a little note. It was from Headmaster Dumbledore!
Dear Elizabeth,
It is my great honor to tell you that you will skip first year. This doesn't happen a lot. Please see Professor Snape at around 7 PM tonight for your new schedule. By the way: I think he is very proud.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
AHHHH! I'm skipping first year! This is wonderful! I wonder how Snape will react when I see him? This is so exciting. I looked at the time: 6:55 PM. I have to go! I went up the stairs to the potions' room, and to my surprise…
He was looking at a picture of a women who looked a lot like me, but older. It must've been my mother…
I looked around for a second checking for any people, closed the door, and sighed, "hi…dad."
He quickly put the picture in his drawer, locked it, and looked around cautiously.
"Elizabeth."
"Dad."
He winced a bit, "It didn't surprise me when you made second year."
"Really?" I asked.
"NO!" He exclaimed. He handed me the flimsy schedule.
I sat down on a cold, but comfortable chair. I skimmed it, got the courage, and "Dad?" I asked.
"Mmm?" He looked at me with one eyebrow up.
"I want…no need to know more about my mum." I commanded.
"I…uh…don't like to talk about it, but I suppose you have the right to know, your mother died after you turned one, she died from you-know-you. I was very upset. I couldn't believe it. We were too scared to marry, but we lived together, and I was scared to keep you." He let out.
I looked at him, and my eyes were watering. "Why did you keep me?" I asked.
"I…uh…well…I thought and still think that you are a gift from her. I needed something from her, and you were something." He mumbled.
"Thanks." I said. I wasn't sure if I meant it, but who was I going to be raised by? He at least cared about me.
"What was her name?" I asked.
"Mindy." He replied.
"Cool. Well, I better go to bed." I sighed.
"Night, love." He mumbled. He was staring at his desk.
I walked back to the Slytherin dungeons muttered the password, and went back to my dorm. Becky was laying face up on her bed.
"Becky?" I said.
"Yes'm" She replied.
"I'm a second year tomorrow." I said.
"Oh my gosh!" She screamed.
"Shh…I was too smart for first year, and here you can look at my schedule." I said.
"You have every class with me except Charms and Herbology." She replied.
"Awesome!" I exclaimed.
"Yup." She said.
There was a noise in the main room.