Forbidden Romance Chapter 8: All in the Family, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, you wouldn't see me here posting this fanfic.

~~Okay, this is a sequel/ spin off of Forbidden Romance. ~~

You'll find better love

Strong as it ever was

Deep as the river runs

Warm as the morning sun

Please remember me

-Tim McGraw, "Please Remember Me"

Chapter 8: All in the Family

Draco walked down the hallway towards his next class, trying to stay away from people. He glanced up at different people as he walked, but focused mainly on avoiding them. A girl was walking towards him, wearing the typical black Hogwarts robes. Her tie was blue and silver, and the crest emblazoned upon her robe was that of an eagle. She was a Ravenclaw. She walked past Draco, ignoring him. Draco glanced at her, but it wasn't until she was past him that he stopped abruptly. This girl looked almost exactly like Jade! His jaw dropped, and he turned around to catch up to her. He tapped her on the shoulder nervously. "Jade?" He asked tentatively.

The girl turned to face him. It was scary how much she looked like Jade. "I'm sorry?" she asked, a bit confused.

"Oh, uhm…sorry," Draco stammered, surprised at himself. "It's just…you look so much like…"

The girl got a sad look in her eye. "Oh, so you're Draco," she said quietly.

He nodded. "Yeah."

She studied Draco. "You don't look so good," she said, looking at his disheveled hair. His face was paler than usual, and his eyes rimmed with red.

Draco made a sad attempt at fixing his hair. "I suppose I wouldn't," he replied.

The girl bowed her head, hiding her face. "I understand how you feel though."

"Did you know her well?" Draco said, assuming she knew Jade.

Her eyes glistened with tears. "Of course I did," she said, a bit angrily.

Draco looked at her face. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "Don't cry."

The girl laughed a little. "I always told her we would go back someday…together," she mused. "Then she tells me about you and about how…how you're coming with us.

"Back? To Japan?" The girl nodded. "Yes, she said we would go together," he said, his eyes beginning to water as well. "But…I guess not."

"I'm sorry, Draco."

Draco sniffed. "So you've been to Japan with her, is it as nice as she said?"

"Oh yes. Jade always knew how to make people fall in love with Japan…never lying at all…Japan is a beautiful place and I'm sorry to have left."
"Did you live near her?" Draco asked. "You look…so much like her."

The girl looked at him a bit oddly. "I lived with her."

            "You did?"

            "Of course," she said, a bit annoyed. "I am her sister."

            "Oh!!" Draco cried, feeling stupid now. "She told me she had a sister, but I never knew. Well, to be formally introduced, I'm Draco Malfoy," he said, and held out his hand.

            The girl took it lightly, shaking it. "I'm Opal Miko."

            "Opal…" Draco considered. "That's a nice name you have. Lovely parents to give you both such pretty names."

            Opal blushed a little. "Oh, thank you," she said quietly.

            Draco nodded. "What house are you in?"

            "Ravenclaw."

            "Ah," Draco replied. "I'm glad I finally get to meet her sister."

            "I didn't get to see her as much as you did; I'm a year older than her." Opal thought for a moment. "Wait a second. Weren't you the one who pushed that Harry Potter down the steps?" Draco looked away. "You are, aren't you?!"

            "Sadly," Draco said, and then got defensive. "It was an accident!"

            "It was your fault!" Opal cried. "You got the Slytherins pissed, so they attacked you and Jade. It's your fault Jade is dead!"

            Draco's voice didn't change. "If you are going to blame me, then you are blaming Jade as well. The Slytherins weren't mad I pushed Harry. They were mad I was hanging with Jade. She wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with her."

            Tears welled in Opal's eyes. "If she had never met you, she would still be alive!"

            "She's the one that bumped into me. Besides, don't you think I torture myself with all this? I don't need you to rub it in."

            "You think this is torture on you? You've known her for less than two weeks!! I've known her all her life!"

            "Well then, good for you," Draco said shortly, and stormed off. Tears were pushing at Draco's eyes. He walked faster, not wanting Opal to see him cry. Opal stormed off in the direction of her class, but stopped as she realized it was in the same direction Draco was going. Sobbing, she walked quickly past Draco, risking a quick glance at him, noticing he was crying. Draco spotted Opal looking at him, and glanced at her, very hurt. Opal stopped, but Draco didn't. He walked past her, not looking at her but still crying. She thought for a moment, then caught Draco's arm. He stopped abruptly. "Let go, Opal. Don't want me to kill you too, do you?" Surprised by his coldness, Opal let go. Draco pulled away and continued walking. Opal walked slowly behind Draco.

            Draco didn't notice Opal behind him. He slipped into an empty class room, leaning against the wall. He slid down it to come to a sitting position on the floor. Putting his head in his arms, he whispered to himself, "I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her," over and over again.

            Opal stood just outside the door of the classroom Draco had just entered, listening. "Oh, no. What have I done?!" she whispered. Opal moved and stood in the doorway.

            It isn't my fault, Draco tried to convince himself. It was that damn Flint. Stupid Flint. I hope he rots in Azkaban. Draco whirled, seeing the figure at the door. Recognizing Opal, he said, "What do you want? Come to blame other things on me as well?" He asked coldly. "Lose your homework, think I took it?"

            "No," Opal said shortly.

            Draco looked away from Opal. "Then just…go away. You aren't helping much."

            "I know," Opal admitted. "It's just…this is hard on me too, you know."

            "Yeah, well it isn't only you that's hurting. Maybe we only knew each other for a couple weeks, but I loved her. And it isn't like I killed her."

            Opal walked in and kneeled in front of Draco. "I know you didn't."

            "Well, you said I did," Draco pointed out. "Said it was my fault, basically saying I killed her."

            "I'm sorry," was all Opal could say.

            "I never wanted anything bad to happen to her. I tried to protect her but I wasn't strong enough," Draco started crying again. "Too weak…"

            "Draco, I—," Opal said awkwardly. Draco put his head in his arms. He said something, but it was too muffled to make out. Opal took a deep breath. "Draco…I don't think Jade knew anyone stronger."

            "I'm sure she did. Potter would have been able to protect her. Mr. Perfect probably knows everything," Draco said bitterly.

            Opal lifted Draco's chin up, forcing him to look in her eyes. "Potter didn't love her, did he?"

            Draco's face had the beginnings of a grin on it. "He better not have. I'd have kicked his ass again." Opal's expression didn't change. Draco cleared his throat, his grin fading. "Sorry. Jade didn't like that side. I have to learn to change that. For her."

            Opal sat down on the floor in front of him. "You would change your entire image…for her?"

            "I was trying to, yes. I would do anything for her. If Potter hadn't of tried to control her life things wouldn't have gotten out of hand."

            "Don't," Opal said.

            "What?"

            "Don't blame people who aren't responsible," Opal replied.

            "I wasn't," Draco insisted. "I was just saying that I wouldn't have gotten so mad. If he hadn't said what he said about her and—although I think he was right."

            Opal tried to hold back her tears. She had been able to do it for so long, why was it so hard now? "I remember Jade telling me what he said. And in one aspect he was right. He told Jade that being with you would cause her pain in the end."

            Draco didn't even try to hold back the tears anymore. He knew it was useless; he let the fall freely. "Well he was right in all aspects. She would have been better off never meeting me."

            "She would have never had those two weeks of pure joy," Opal said. "She wasn't happy at all before she met you, Draco."

            "But…at least she'd still be alive!"

            "She wouldn't be happy!" Opal persisted. "She's happy now!" It was getting more and more difficult for her to hold back her tears.

            "How can she be happy?" Draco asked, and then remembered the voice in the hospital wing. "Unless…"

            "She's always with you, Draco," Opal said, not really sure why she said it.

            "That's what she said," Draco remarked. "I feel her in my heart, but I just miss her so much."

            "I know," Opal replied, turning away. "I do too..." Tears began to fall from her face. She couldn't hold it in anymore and began sobbing. Draco put his hand on her shoulder. She hadn't cried since Jade died.

            "It's okay," he said, sniffling. "I think we both need to just let it out." Neither one of them said anything, but they were both glad that the other was there.

            "I—I'm sorry, Draco. I shouldn't have blamed you."

            "Well, it's true. If it wasn't for me she'd still be here," Draco said sullenly.

            "If it wasn't for you, Jade never would have been happy," Opal pointed out.

            "I'm glad I made someone happy," Draco said, and muttered something that sounded like "Stupid Flint," but Opal didn't hear him.

            "She was ready to go back to Japan on her own," Opal told Draco.

            "I'm glad she stayed."

            "You're the reason she stayed," Opal explained.

            Draco blushed, and then shook his head violently. "She should have gone back!"

            "Draco, you're wrong," Opal replied, shaking her head as well.

            "Maybe. It's just…I do feel responsible and it isn't like we couldn't have written. I know she wanted to be with me. I wanted to be with her...more than anything. I just...it's just…"

            "Just what?" Opal asked.

"This whole thing could have been avoided if we'd listened." Draco began to yell. "DAMN HIM! I'm glad he's gone! Stupid people don't understand anything!"

            Draco continued to yell, but a little softer, for now it was muffled by his tears. "Why couldn't he accept it? Even Potter did! I don't understand why…WHY?!" Draco stopped yelling, his voice now really soft. "It isn't fair!" Opal stepped forward a bit, wanting to help Draco, but she didn't know what to do. He sighed.

            Opal didn't get a chance to say anything, for right at that moment; a boy poked his head into the classroom. He looked a lot like Jade and Opal. He was tall and muscular. "OPAL!!" he cried, spotting her in the classroom.

            Opal sighed. "What to you want, Peridot?" Draco looked up at the boy who had just entered.

            Draco looked at Peridot's robes. He frowned. Peridot was a Gryffindor. He looked away. "I was wondering where you went." Peridot jabbed a finger at Draco. "Who's he?"
            Draco sighed, and Opal wiped the tears off her face quickly. "Ask him yourself," she snapped.

            Peridot glared at Opal. "Fine, fine." He looked at Draco. "Who are you?"

            "You don't want to know," Draco said plainly. "Although I'm surprised you don't already know. Everyone else does."

            "He's been here the same amount of time Jade and I have," Opal explained.

            "Don't tell me you're Jade's…?" Peridot didn't want to finish.

            "Jade's what?" Draco demanded.

            "You're the Slytherin who fell in love with my sister!" Peridot then proceeded to grab Draco by the neck and slam him against the wall. Draco's feet were dangling in the air.

            "G-go ahead," Draco said, his voice strained. He didn't fight Peridot at all.

            "PERIDOT!" Opal screamed. "Let go of him!" She tried to pry her brother's fingers off of Draco's neck.

            "G-go ahead," Draco said, starting to get dizzy. "See if I care." Opal dug her nails into Peridot's hand, trying without avail to break his grip on Draco. Draco squirmed a little, and then blacked out, going limp. Peridot dropped Draco. He fell to the floor. Opal kneeled beside Draco, smacking him lightly.

            "Hey, wake up!" she cried. Draco didn't move. "Look what you've done!" Opal scolded her brother, massaging Draco's neck.

            "He deserved it," Peridot muttered.

            "Deserved it? How? For loving Jade? You are only unhappy with their relationship because he is a Slytherin!" Draco lay there in front of Opal. He regained consciousness, but didn't open his eyes, or say anything. He remained perfectly still. "And now you've gone and done this. What would Jade think?"

            "Jade's dead," Peridot replied coldly.

            "Don't you think we know this?" Draco whispered. "It doesn't only affect you, you know."

            "Never said it did, Slytherin," Peridot replied coldly.

            "Ug…I have a name you half wit!"

            "I don't think you are in a position to be calling people names," Peridot snapped.

            "You have no right trying to kill anyone either," Draco retorted, sitting up.

            "Neither did Flint."

            "No, he didn't. And I hate him as much as you hate me," Draco pointed out.

            "How do you know how much I hate you?" Peridot demanded.

            "You tried to kill me, stupid. Or did you forget?" Peridot didn't respond. He looked away. "Look," Draco said, standing. "I have no qualms against you or Opal. I understand why you both are mad and I can't blame you. I'm pissed too...but Peridot, you say Flint had no right. He didn't, but by killing me you would have been just like him. So if you will excuse me, I'll leave you two be." And with that, he headed towards the door.

            "Wait," Peridot said.

            Draco stopped and looked back. "Why?"

            "Neither one of us is mad at you personally," Peridot replied.

            "Could have fooled me," Draco muttered, rubbing his neck.

            "That's how Peridot is, Draco. He uses violence to deal with his problems," Opal clarified. "You were the easiest and most logical target for him."

            "Then that's his problem," Draco said coldly and started walking again.

            "I'm sorry," Peridot said, not looking at Draco.

            Draco laughed a little, to the surprise of Peridot and Opal. "Don't be. You should have killed me. We'd all be better off."

            "I don't think so," Opal said quietly.

            A few more tears fell from his eyes. "Well, I don't see why. I wish I was dead. I would have gladly taken her place."

            "Then Jade would be in the same situation you are now," Opal pointed out.

            "But at least she'd be alive and the world would be happy!"

            "You don't think anyone would be sad that you'd died, do you?" Opal demanded.

            "I know they wouldn't," Draco replied coldly.

            "I don't think that would be true."

            "Jade was the only one who liked me for me," Draco insisted. "And not because she felt like she had to."

            "That's how Jade was," Opal remarked. "She brought out the best in people."

"She accepted me. I don't think anyone else will. I might as well be dead for all this school cares," Draco said bitterly.

"Draco, you told me earlier you would try to change because that's what Jade wanted. Don't you think people will start accepting you if you change?"

            "Not everyone. My house already hates me. Once they see me getting soft, they'll be just like Flint and his group of seventh years. But I don't care."

"Don't be like that, Draco," Opal cried.

"Jade wanted what's best and even though she isn't here, I plan to give it to her. It will take time, but every change does I suppose."

"I love you, Draco," Opal said, but in Jade's voice.

Without thinking, Draco replied, "I love you too, Jade." Draco jumped, realizing what had just happened.

"What the hell?" Peridot cried, looking at Opal.

Draco looked at Peridot. "Jade can talk to us," he explained. "She told me that she could only do it every once in awhile."

"But she's doing it through Opal!"

"Must be a new development," Draco said. He looked at Opal again. "That still you, Jade?" he asked, not expecting her to still be there.

"Yes?" Jade's voice replied.

Draco hugged Opal. "Can you feel this?"

"Of course I can," Jade replied.

"You see, Jade? My heart still beats for you."

"I never doubted you, Draco," Jade said, shaking Opal's head. "YOU on the other hand," she said, turning on Peridot. "You tried to kill him!"

"Don't Jade," Draco said quietly.

Jade stopped Opal. "What? Why?"

"Because…he didn't know any better...I guess," Draco stammered, looking at Peridot. "He didn't understand. He thought he was doing the right thing. To tell you the truth, I can't say I blame him," he said, still hugging Opal.

Jade pulled Opal back. "What are you talking about?"

Draco looked down. "It is technically my fault."

Opal slapped Draco hard. Still speaking in Jade's voice, she said, "Don't do that Draco!"
Draco cried out in pain. "Ow, sorry dear," he said, rubbing his cheek.

Jade's voice didn't come when Opal spoke again. Opal was herself again. "Oh, my," she cried, realizing how close she was to Draco. She stepped back, blushing.

"Opal?" Draco asked, confused. "Do you know what happened?"

Opal didn't get a chance to respond, for Jade took over again. "Not yet, Opal, I'm not done!"

Opal's voice responded, "You're not going to make me kiss him, are you?"

Jade said, "Shut up, Opal. Let me talk with him for a minute!" Draco and Peridot stood there, staring at Opal, both looking utterly confused. Draco blushed a little. "I've been staying with you for awhile now. I'm glad I finally got her to meet you."

"How long have you been with her?" Draco asked.

"Since I…that night."

"Oh, okay," Draco said, unsure of what else to say.

"I have to go, Draco," Jade said sadly.

"But…why?" Draco cried.

"Opal," Jade said shortly. She kissed Draco. "Ohh…I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," Draco said, blushed. "And I will…forever," he sighed.