Flashbacks of the Past
Draco's POV
I was walking down the hallway when I heard footsteps start behind me. I stopped and turned around.
It was Harry's sister, Lucy. I cringed and hoped she wasn't here to injure me again. I had lost consciousness when she swung her leg at my face. I had come back when she said that she was Harry's twin. I could tell I had interrupted the conversation when she threatened to kick me again. My legs were still hurting from her lashing out.
I felt her breath warm my neck as she hissed, "Fancy seeing you again, Jeremy Abbott."
My vision blurred and I felt my jaw drop. I couldn't have heard her right. She couldn't know that side of me. No one knew Jeremy Abbott and I kept it that way.
She couldn't know unless… "Senadette Cartwright?" I asked.
She nodded, drawing her hand up my arm. I squirmed uncomfortably under her touch. "I used to be her but I'm changing it. Senadette was the name I was given by my first adoptive mother. I hated her and she hated me so I'm changing my name to my original name, Lucy."
My mind swam. This couldn't be that little girl that I had danced with. It just couldn't. I had been dancing ballet since I turned ten and I had been stuck in a professional company after my teachers recommended me to do it.
I had been called Jeremy Abbott because almost all of the girls there were from wizard families and my father didn't necessarily approve of me dancing ballet. I had learned a bit from watching the various ballets I had been forced to attend and the videos my mother had persistently insisted on showing me. It had paid off because soon I was dancing in a highly praised and recognized company.
The girl I remembered vividly was the best girl there, Senadette Cartwright. We were in the younger company because of our ages, ten at the time, and we were the best of the youngest but she was better than all of us combined.
With her amazingly flawless dance skills, she wowed our teachers and fellow students and was offered a spot in the Professional Company multiple times because she danced with excellent technique and great stage presence.
She knew every step by heart and she was often the inspiration for much of the dances. The Junior Company was lucky to have her and they knew it so that's why they wanted to bump her up to professional company.
However, she didn't want to be stuck in an older generation she didn't understand and she stayed with our age group. The company wasn't especially happy about that but they took advantage of her being with our level.
She was in every single dance, save a few beginner and intermediate classes, and she was the main focus of it.
Always in the front and often the girl who did all the cool tricks.
I was right there next to her, being one of the best out of the few males, taking her through lifts and the later pas de deux. I used to be shy around her and it often impaired my dancing abilities compared to her but she had eventually gotten me to be comfortable with her and we actually had fun doing the dances.
We had dated for a while when we turned thirteen and I always kept it in the back of my mind that she looked a lot like Harry but I knew that she wouldn't understand the reference.
When I became a fifth year, we kind of fell apart because I didn't dance as much as I decided to actually try at learning how to be better than Potter and she was in the professional company by then. We had never broken up but it was noticeable that we weren't nearly as close.
That's when Peony Smith, or Pansy Parkinson, started hitting on me much more noticeably.
She danced at the company as well but she was rarely there when I was. If I ever did see her, it was at the dress rehearsals and I usually was in stage makeup which made me look significantly different. Pansy didn't know I was the guy dancing up front with the prima ballerina and I hoped that Lucy wasn't going to blackmail me about it.
"What do you want, Sena?" I growled.
"Nothing but an explanation." She replied cheerily.
I moaned. This was going to be great.
She ignored my protest. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" I asked since I was confused as to what she wanted.
"That you could do magic. You knew from the other girls that I was able to do some kind of magic or whatever."
"I thought that they were exaggerating. I never saw you do it."
"You could have asked."
"You wouldn't have done it, Sena." I reasoned.
"It's Sully or Lucy, not Sena." She corrected me. "I probably would have. I was head over heels for you." She paused. "Sorry, I was head over heels for Jeremy Abbott, not Draco Malfoy."
"There's not that much of a difference." I replied. "Just a few facts kept separate." I used her own words that she had said to me while we were dating.
She smirked. "You sound like me."
She ran her finger across my cheek and I could feel goose bumps rise on my skin. She had always been unusually good at intimidating people, mostly because they became scared out of their wits whenever she came close.
I remembered from watching her that she could get a girl who was off count to quit within minutes. She had nearly gotten Pansy/ Peony to quit but she was kicked out for missing a major rehearsal. It was the year of the Yule Ball, which I had missed to go to the rehearsal. I didn't know if Pansy had joined again and I was about to ask Lucy about it but I decided that it wasn't the right time or place.
I decided to shift the topic. "Don't let Umbridge hear you say that."
She laughed and lifted up my chin so that I looked her straight in the eye. "How do you know about that?"
"I was there." I replied. "You were on trial for misuse of magic last week. I was there looking for something to do and I happened to walk in on your trial. I saw you take over her mind. Quite frightening for the Ministry Members that were watching you."
A small, flat smile crept onto her lips. I couldn't tell if it was a smirk or worry but she then threw me off with her answer. "I don't even remember doing it. All I remember is thinking about how much I wished that she would shut her trap and die in a fluffy pink hole, to match her sweater."
I laughed and she smirked, her odd expression from moments before disappearing.
She continued, "I didn't understand half of what she was saying. Muggles, the Ministry, bearing and displaying disapproved symbols, inducing violence and a bunch of other nonsense. She was about to say something about how this was brought on by bad parenting and how genetics passed onto me and that my family was a big, writhing mess of trouble. A bunch of random, senseless crap that she was making up to make me look bad. I didn't even know that I was doing magic."
"Really? You never guessed at all?"
"Never. I thought it was like my dancing, something that I could do naturally."
"I never knew." I said before I could stop myself.
"And I didn't either. Just like I didn't know who I was and I didn't really know who you were."
"Sena, please."
"No. This is a really odd situation and…" She trailed off, her voice growing soft.
"Well," I started. "Where do we stand?"
"I obviously didn't know you and you obviously didn't know me. There's not much more to it. Since we didn't really know each other, we are going to act like we don't. Problem fixed." Lucy reasoned.
"So our lives together never happened?"
"I'm not saying that. Senadette Cartwright and Jeremy Abbott had lives together. Lucy Potter and Draco Malfoy haven't."
She swept my platinum blonde hair out of my eyes, a gesture that would have been considered caring from anyone else but with her it meant that she was pushing away your mask to examine what was hiding underneath.
She looked at me through her black framed glasses with her cruelly indistinguishable eyes that made me almost think that it was Harry staring me down, not her.
Her hand rested on my cheek as I could feel myself burning up with a bright red blush that would soon probably make me look like I got sunburned. She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes ever so slightly and then she back away.
No explanation and not a sound were left in her wake.
I merely watched her as she walked down toward Flitwick's room, wondering what could possibly be going through Lucy's mind.
I knew what was running around my brain and coursing nervously through my veins. Lucy knew my dark little secret that no one in the school other than her knew and she knew that she could hold that against me in a heartbeat. But I still wondered curiously.
What were those small facts that Senadette had been hiding and how different could Lucy be from herself?
I hoped that it wouldn't be too drastic, seeing that Senadette would have held my hand through this and helped me see what was going on.
Lucy just went under my skin and pulled on the lost strings of my old life and told me that they weren't broken, just severely out of tune and twanged them back in place with a stinging needle.
And Senadette wouldn't have purposely hurt me but Lucy had.
I could only wish for the best as I knew that time didn't always pass according to what was planned. I hadn't planned on seeing her again and here she was, a witch and the sister of my worst enemy but still clutching a part of me that I kept to myself most of the time and showing me that she could still control me, whether I liked it or not.
At the moment, I was thinking that I may just in fact like this Lucy. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to let the whole school know that I danced to win her heart.
And the fact that Potter was her brother wouldn't help with that either, considering he hated me with a passion.
Ah, I thought sarcastically, my life is so lovely. I'm in love with a girl who wouldn't hesitate to blackmail or kill me, her brother would love to kill me and I have no idea what to do.
