That night, Laura was sitting next to her trunk and was moaning

Chapter 8

Laura's POV

That night, I was sitting next to my trunk and was moaning. Hermione was sitting next to me with her wand, trying to help her out.

" Laura! I cannot believe how you managed to tear your robes this badly!" exclaimed Hermione.

" Like I said earlier, flying." I replied.

" Ohno." Hermione muttered, as Lavender and Parvati came strolling in." Good luck to you tonight."

" Why?"

" Perfume concoction. Lavender and Parvati (How do you spell it) are going to make perfume tonight."

" What are you doing here Laura?" Lavender asked almost shrilly.

" Staying here for the fortnight in case you don't remember." I said smirking, I can't stand people who ask such questions.

" Oh wow. You actually got a skirt." Mentioned Parvati peering into my trunk.

" Hello? What do you think? I do have a skirt." I replied.

" Oh really?" said Lavender," We don't expect a person like you to have a skirt."

" Will you all please stop this stupid senseless argument. " said Hermione." Unless you two know how to fix a badly torn robe, I advice you to keep quiet."

" Oh pass it to me," said Lavender snatching the robe." Here." She said passing the robe back.

"Oh thank you."

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The next day, at breakfast, Ron introduced George and Fred to me. After finding out that we have one thing in common, we started talking non-stop with groans coming from Harry, Ron and Hermione.

" Laura, this is George and Fred." Ron introduced.

" The practical jokers of Hogwarts." Fred said.

" Hi George. Hi Fred. Wait a minute, which is which." I asked confused.

" I'm George and his Fred." Said George smiling.

" What are your favourites jokes." I asked, my curiosity aroused by the phrase practical jokers of Hogwarts.

" Hah. Whatever jokes that happen around the school, are by us." Said Fred smiling.

" Count me in if you have any more jokes." I said. And the conversation from here went on about jokes. Interrupted with groans from Harry, Ron and Hermione. I admit, George and Fred are more fun to be with that Draco, sometimes.

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The lessons went on as usual, I received a letter from home today. It was from Father, he wrote saying that I was no doubt in Slytherin. Oh, but I wasn't. I did not have the heart to write and tell him what had happened. I was at the lake when I read this letter. Like Draco would put, Potter and his friends came along. Harry and Hermione understood my situation right away. Well, Ron was saying just write to your father telling him that you want to be in Gryffindor. After hearing this, I nearly wanted to break down and cry but then, Malfoys don't cry. Upon thinking of this phrase, I thought of the whole rulebook on how to behave like a proper Malfoy, specially written out for Draco and me. Do not associate with mudbloods. But I already broke that rule and many more what's more another rule? But then, I feared my father's wrath and I did not want to let him down.

I asked Harry, Hermione and Ron where was Dumbledore's office. They brought me there. They were shocked when I told Dumbledore that I wanted to be in Slytherin.

" Why?!" Harry spluttered.

Ron and Hermione looked shocked. " You can't be kidding?" Ron said.

I shook my head. "I got my reasons." I said silently.

Dumbledore nodded his head. " You all my leave now. Miss Malfoy? Will you please stay."

I nodded my head back; I could not seem to say a word.

" Miss Malfoy?'

" Yes?"

" Why did you want to go to Slytherin? I'm just asking for curiosity sakes."

Well, Dumbledore had to ask that question. I sighed." My father." I said, passing him the letter. He read it, folded the letter back neatly and left it on the table.

He suddenly asks, " Laura, are you like your father?"

I was shocked at his question. Did he mean the dark arts or personality and looks? " You mean the da-?"

Dumbledore nodded. I did not know how to begin. Oh yes. I loved my father as I had too. But it was more respect. I was thought to fear. I did not know how to explain it to Dumbledore. Draco and I both knew the dark arts well. I could do some of those spells as easily as tying the shoelace of my trainers. But do I want to tell him?

" Somehow. " Was all I could say. I wanted to say more but could not.

Dumbledore nodded like he understood. " But do you want to be a death eater?" He asked.

I was shocked. There were no female death eaters. Even Mother was not allowed in those death eaters meeting. Realisation just set in. I recalled, that Draco and I were always allowed in the meetings. And that Mother wasn't allowed. " You mean?"

Dumbledore nodded.

" No. But is this why Father always brought me to Death Eater meetings?" There I said it out. Now what else could I hide?

" Yes. I believe there is also another reason."

" You may go now. I believe your brother is hunting for you."

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