Since the moment she saw me on King Cross' Station, she grabbed my hand and never let go of it until we were at The Burrow.
My mother (Narcissa) stopped holding my hand when I was around three. So I felt really uncomfortable the whole time, I'm not a little girl anymore.
Ginny and I went to our room, followed by the guys, who went to their own rooms. Harry who wasn't a Weasley came to.
"I know you don't feel like I'm your sister." Ginny said unpacking. "But we are, I am your only sister, I think we should get along."
Me being me, said nothing, but actually looked at her when she sat on my bed, next to me.
"I have always wanted a sister, and I couldn't help but feel extremely happy when they told us about you. It should had been great if we had grown up together, and I think it would be nice if we grow up together now." Ginny said smiling, and then she walked away.
Molly like I'd decided to call her, stalked me every day, the more she did it the more time I was going to keep my mouth shut.
The Weasley invited every single relative for Christmas, so they could meet me. This really was going to be a long night.
By 9:00 most of them had left to be with other relatives. I wished I could go too.
Every person gave me a present, my parents taught me to be polite, but I couldn't thank them without talking, and if I did it, then Molly wouldn't leave me alone for sure.
So my brothers or Ginny would thank them for me, while I just flashed them a little smile.
Then, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Harry and Ginny gave me presents too, I felt a bit bad I didn't get them anything. Molly gave me one too, and Arthur gave me one himslef, and Bill's and Charlie's presents as well.
When I went to my room I opened them, I got a toy-sized dragon which move and fly as well, from Charlie, I got candies from Percy and Bill, 3 really interesting objects, probably to do pranks, from the twins, Ginny gave me a really nice dress, Arthur gave me a broom, I got a sweater with an E made by Molly herself, got parchment and ink of different colours from Harry so I can write letters, and the last and bigger present (except for the broom) was from Ron then.
It was an album. On the first page it had a picture of all of the Weasleys and Harry smiling, while Ginny had her arm around me, I was just staring, emotionless. The picture was taken the day I came here. On the next page it was a picture of Molly and Arthur. The next pages were of Charlie, Bill, Percy, the twins, Ron, Harry and Ginny. Next to the pictures or under, Ron had written their full name, birth date, and other facts about each one, like Harry was seeker, like Charlie studied Dragons. On the 11th page was Ginny and 12th was me. And I could tell how alike we looked. Ron had put a picture of them when they were babies on the top followed by the description of each one and then a recent picture at the bottom of the page. He had done that with each one of us, even me.
When I turned the page I didn't recognize at first the people on the next two pages. And I gasped when I realized who they were. James and Lily Potter. I really hadn't look how my biological father looked. I hadn't even think about him. If he'd lived things would be so much easier, I would have lived with him and would never met my family, well just Draco at school.
The next pages had pictures of all of them, some were of Christmas, some were of a birthday, and some just were taken on a random day.
The last picture was of George, Percy and Fred in the back, Ron and Harry in the middle, and Ginny and I in the front. It had been just taken two days ago.
I turned the page and found a letter. It was from Ron.
Emily,
I made this album in hope you would get to know us better.
I had only been thinking about myself, but these last days I started to think about you.
It must really suck what you're going through, and we must seem like we don't understand you, and we really don't, but we love you, mum wants the best for you, like all of us do.
If you want and let us, we can make another album with a tiny difference, you will be in it, with us.
I understand your family will always be the Malfoys but we can we part of your family and you can actually have fun instead of suffering, like now.
Just so you know I never write letters so this one probably will suck but I wrote it from my heart, hopes it's enough.
Ron Weasley (your favourite brother, right?)
Holidays are finally over and I finished opening my other presents, that were mostly clothes and some were not even my size.
At King' Cross Station, Molly hugged again all her children, but something changed the plans.
Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were just a few inches away from them waving goodbye to Draco.
Just before Molly was going to hugged me, I ran as fast as I could to them, Lucius noticed and bent down so he could be at my level.
"Dad."
"My Anna." He whispered softly, taking me in his arms.
He lifted me, and looked at my eyes so intensely. I looked back at him, memorizing every part of his face, in case I wouldn't see it in a long time.
I put my hands around his neck, while he grabbed me as tight as he could, like he was going to lose me if he didn't.
My mum also hugged me, and instead of just having my arms around my dad's neck, I had them around his and my mum's neck.
I wished this would last forever, but no, Molly had to ruin my thirty seconds of happiness.
"Malfoy! Let go of my daughter!" Molly yelled at my father.
He shot a look to her, before bending down to let me on the floor, but I didn't let go of him.
"Anna" He whispered.
"No, daddy!" I said crying. "Don't please!"
He without effort made me let go of him.
"Go, you don't want the train to leave without you." he whispered to me, before standing up.
I walked away slowly, resisting the urge to turn around and at least see them, one more time.
"Stay away from her, Malfoy!" I heard Molly shout.
I found an empty compartment and, saw my parents arguing with Molly. A tear fell down my cheek.
The train started to move, and for a brief moment my father's eyes and mine met. The station got out of view in no time, but I still stared out the window.
