No longer forgiven

Draco didn't believe what he had just heard, he got up and stomped to the Slytherin table, leaving Lizzie with a tear rolling her down her cheek at the truth. Ouch, that hurt.

MALFOY MANOR

Narcissa Malfoy sat on the couch, thinking. Her husband, Lucius Malfoy was in a meeting with the minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

Narcissa was the one who had convinced Lucius into raising Lizzie as their own. She knew Lucius only kept Lizzie for when the Dark Lord came back, so he could probably give her to him. But Narcissa couldn't let him do that. She wouldn't let him. Narcissa remembered a certain Lily Evans at school. Now she was Lily Potter. Narcissa always looked up to Lily. No one knew that of course. She would have been skinned alive if her parents knew. How could someone like her, the pure-blood, ever befriend a person like Lily, a mudblood?

Narcissa had a sudden flash back of Lily

Narcissa was looking at a distance at Severus Snape and Lily talking. Narcissa was happy. So a Slytherin could befriend a Gryffindor? Even if she told her parents that, they would still never allow it. Not that she planned on trying. Bellatrix would kill her. Narcissa had always like Lily Evans. She was a nice person. Narcissa had wanted to befriend Lily, but what would everyone think?

"What are you doing?" demanded a voice from behind her.

Narcissa whipped around. Behind her was her sister Bellatrix. Narcissa suddenly froze, buther heart was racing. She quickly lied to her sister, "Watching those two traitors with disgust! That little filthy blood traitor Evans going with that littleg half-blood Snape!"

"Ah, yes. That little filthy half-blood is even disgracing us even more with that mudblood," Bellatrix sneered in approval. She had bought the lie. Narcissa quietly cursed herself. She never liked using the word 'mudblood' but she had to. She had to even learn the dark arts. She was a Black, after all.

"What are you two doing?" another voice asked from behind them.

"What's it to you, Andromeda?" Bellatrix sneered at her other sister, Andromeda.

"Planning on destroying more lives?" Andromeda sneered, mostly at Bellatrix.

Narcissa shook her head, pleadingly. But Bellatrix didn't notice, instead she sneered, "We're just looking swearing at a filthy mudblood and a filthy half-blood. You could join them. You would make a good group. They just need a blood-triator and they make a filthy group."

"Have you cast 'crucio' on anybody today? What was your record? 20 people in one day?" Andromeda spat back.

Bellatrix rolled her eyes and walked off.

"Cissy? You know you still have a choice?" Andromeda told her sister in a different tone she had been using a moment ago. It was soft now.

"I have to," Narcissa whispered.

"No, you don't. Look at me. I don't care about our family. I like Ted Tonks. He's muggle-born and I don't care."

"But Bella and our family will do something about it."

Andromeda laughed bitterly, "I don't care. I like this life. I don't like our family. If you act like me, you wouldn't have to learn dark arts and you can be friends with anyone you want. I see that you want to befriend Lily. She is a good person."

"But they'll never allow a Black to hang around d with them."

"Oh, they don't mind having another Black. They already have Sirius. Everyone knows he is the biggest blood-traitor. Look at him, he doesn't care."

"But I don't think I can. I mean, what about Lucius."

"Cissy, he only likes you for who you appear to be. You only put a show for everyone. I know deep down that you hate the Dark Arts and everyone in our family."

"But I love Lucius."

"Then have it your way. Do anything you like. Just remember it's not too late," Andromeda shrugged, patted Narcissa's shoulder and joined Ted who was waiting for her.

END OF FLASHBACK

Narcissa had done a great deal of thinking after that day. But she had decided to stay with Lucius. With that choice, she also had to learn the Dark arts and was taught to despise every single mudblood and blood-traitor. She didn't go to extreme, like Bellatrix, and hate half-bloods. But she also decided to do at least some good and raise Holly, it was a favour for Lily. The problem was, Lizzie needed to know she was Holly. Really soon. Narcissa had been meaning to tell Lizzie the truth but she just didn't know how. She just told herself to tell Lizzie when the time was right, but when was that?

HOWARTS…HOGGY WARTY HOGWARTS

The truth. It is a big thing. It is a dreadful thing. It is a good thing. The truth is the truth, but it can hurt a lot.

Lizzie was in the Girl's dormitory, having run off the moment she could handle the pain anymore. The only person there to comfort her was her new friend, Hermione Granger. This didn't help a lot. Harry and Ron could not come up here of course. Even if they could, Lizzie did not want them to be here, to see her like this.

Draco had been right. That's the truth. The truth could hurt sometimes, but it was still the truth. She was a traitor to her family. Her family would never allow her to befriend a blood-traitor, like Ron. Nor would they let her befriend a muggle-born like Hermione. So, Hermione was actually making her feel worse and not better as she had meant it.

"It's okay. Don't worry about Draco Malfoy," Hermione whispered.

"How can I not? He's my brother," Lizzie sniffed.

It was true. Draco hated her. Her parents hated her. Her relatives probably already hated her now. She was a disgrace to her family. True, she had not liked her family's view of thing, like blood-traitors and mudbloods. She did not care about wizard blood status. So what was she to do now? She really didn't know. She could only think of one person to go to.

DRACO MALFOY

Draco Malfoy cursed at himself for even forgiving Lizzie. How could he? It was true. She had changed. She no longer acted like a Malfoy. Draco snatched a quil of a random person and set off to his dormitory. He shuffled his things inside his trunk, looking for parchment. When he had finally found some spare bit of parchment he wrote on it:

Dear mother and father

I have forgiven Lizzie but I cannot stand it any longer. She has befriended a blood-traitor and Potter already. Now she is friends with a filthy little mudblood. Lizzie is the biggest traitor. I don't think I can forgive her again. Nor can you, right?

Draco Malfoy

He then ran to the owlery, found his eagle owl, attached his letter to its leg and set it off. He was still cursing under his breath about Lizzie when he went back into the castle.

LIZZIE

"Look, I need to go and see someone," Lizzie said, softly pushing Hermione's arms off her shoulder. She had been crying on Hermione's shoulder all this time.

"Come on! If you go talk to Draco it'll only make you feel worse."

"No, I need to see Snape."

"Snape?! Why?"

"Because, he's my uncle and Godfather."

"Wow, you have a professor as a Godfather!" Hermione said in awe.

Lizzie rolled her eyes at Hermione a got up. She wiped her eyes and removed any signs that she'd been crying away with her wand. She wasn't the type of girl whose eyes would puff and go red when she cried. Once she stopped crying and her face would regain the right colour in a couple of minutes, it wouldn't look like she had cried.

"See you later," Hermione said.

"Yeah," Lizzie mumbled, stumbling to the door. When she got there she ran for the portrait door.

"Lizzie? Wha-?" Harry and Ron said in confusion. They were playing Wizard Chess while waiting for Lizzie to cool down.

Harry and Ron then turned and rounded on Hermione who was now at the bottom of the stairs. Lizzie didn't wait for Hermione to answer them. She just ran straight ahead to the dungeons. On her way, she knocked into Draco purposefully and a little harder than necessary, which made him topple over on top of an excited Pansy Parkinson. Lizzie grinned bitterly and, unlike Draco who didn't have manners, knocked.

"Come in," came Snape's answer. He knew it wasn't Draco, because Draco would just burst in the pffice as though he owned it.

Lizzie opened the door, rushed in side and closed the door behind her.

"Lizzie? What a pleasant surprise," Snape said, not looking up from his essays. He knew it would be her next to come for help.

"Yeah, I need help," she told him.

Snape sighed and put the essays down, looking up, "What happened now? Is it about the breakfast incident?"

"How do you know about that?"

"I was looking at the two of you and I knew he said something terrible to make you act like that. What did he say?"

Lizzie voice broke as she told him, "H-he said that he know knew why mom and dad hate me and he said that he r-regretted forgiving me and that I am a traitor."

"Ah, I see. He has finally cracked it."

Lizzie almost cracked a smile. She then whispered, "Is it true. Am I really that bad? Just because my friends are Harry, Ron and Hermione. Do I even act like a Malfoy anymore?"

Snape sighed and said a little unwillingly, "Lizzie? I want you to think about Holly Potter, what do you feel?

Snape really didn't want to be the one to tell her. He didn't want to be. He wouldn't be. He had received a letter from Narcissa Malfoy the other day saying that Lizzie had to know the truth soon. They can't keep it from her forever.

"What? Holly? Why?" Lizzie asked in confusion, blinking, but then she gasped. She didn't open her eyes after that blink. She was too curious at what she was eyeing behind her eyelids.

"What?" Snape said curiously.

"I...see...me, on a toy broom. I just imagined a woman...screaming something like 'Harry James Potter and Holly Lillian Potter! Come back here this instant!' What was that?! Why am I seeing into Harry's past again?" the images were a bit blurry.

"Again?" Snape asked.

"Yes. One day, Harry was thinking about something that he wanted to share. Suddenly, I saw him and Hagrid talking in Diagon Ally!" Lizzie said, not mentioning the part about Gringotts.

"Hmmm...amazing," Snape said to himself.

"What's amazing?" Lizzie asked sharply.

"Nothing," Snape said quickly. "Sometimes you have the power to see what someone is thinking. Or sometimes when you think of a certain person." He lied.

"How come it has only happened to Harry, then?" Lizzie asked.

Snape cursed himself, "I don't know. I shall tell the Headmaster about this. He will know the answer," though Snape already knew the answer. This happened to Harry and Holly/Lizzie. They are twins.

"You aren't helping! What should I do?"

"Hmmm...about Draco. He might come around some time. His life will be worse now, so he might want you back."

"He doesn't. I'm too much of a traitor. But what about mom and dad?"

"They might come around. Sorry, but I doubt that. But Narcissa just might. Lucius, I do not know about him."

"But you two are friends!"

"Yes, but he does not allow this sort of behavior. He thinks of it as embarrassment."

"Great," Lizzie grumbled. "What do I do know? Just go with the flow?"

"I think that is the best idea right now."

"Fine, thanks for your help," Lizzie said, hugging her godfather and making her way outside.

As soon as Snape had given Lizzie time to reach the Gryffindor tower, he made his way to the Headmaster's office to tell him what had just happened.

"Come in," came Dumbledore's voice, when Snape had knocked.

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