Title: The Younger Sister Of Draco Malfoy
Author: Adira-sama
Rating: PG13 (Because I never label 'anything' G, because my work is 'never' kid-safe.)
Notes: Semi-self-insertion. Eep. Sounds ecchi. ^^; Anyhoo, the person is based on me. Want me to give away said person's name? Nah. Read and find out.
Disclaimer: I own my person. ^^ But I dun own anything else. Well, the plot, yah. But it ain't got much of that at present.
A shadowed person sat at the huge table in the house belonging to said person's parents. It was dinner, and said person was thinking... What, you ask? Well...
Life sucked.
School sucked.
Being a Malfoy sucked.
Being the bloody younger sister of Draco Malfoy totally sucked.
She brushed some of her stupid stubborn blonde hair out of her eyes and glared across the table at her older brother, her senior by three years. The same sentence repeated in her mind.
Damn you Draco... Damn you Draco... Damn you Draco...
It disappeared into her thoughts as her mind half tuned-in to her father's voice telling anybody who would listen, along with lots of people who wouldn't, about his day. She hated her family. Stupid Draco. Stupid Lucius. Stupid Narcissa... She ate nothing at dinner and left before anybody else. She remembered faintly that her parents had been mortified, thinking she was a squib until she was three years old. Her parents had forgotten her that day and it was only her brother that came to see her. And as her mother suddenly remembered her and tried to get into her room, the door was locked. Surely she couldn't have done it, and Draco wasn't in there... It turned out that it was her that had done it. Her father labeled it an act of defiance, but was pleased his daughter was a witch nonetheless. One more thing she hated. Her name. She had to be labeled after a stupid flower, didn't she? Well, at least her mother had changed it so that it didn't sound like the name of the stupid Potter woman who had gotten herself killed.
Lilandra.
What a stupid name.
She cursed herself, her brother, her parents, everything silently under her breath and retreated to her room. But before she went to bed she was struck by an awful thought...
--The holidays end in a week...--
*****OWARI*****
I think it's my best work of fanfiction ever. ^-^ Disagree? Review and tell me! Dun flame. Will flame back. Bye.
Author: Adira-sama
Rating: PG13 (Because I never label 'anything' G, because my work is 'never' kid-safe.)
Notes: Semi-self-insertion. Eep. Sounds ecchi. ^^; Anyhoo, the person is based on me. Want me to give away said person's name? Nah. Read and find out.
Disclaimer: I own my person. ^^ But I dun own anything else. Well, the plot, yah. But it ain't got much of that at present.
A shadowed person sat at the huge table in the house belonging to said person's parents. It was dinner, and said person was thinking... What, you ask? Well...
Life sucked.
School sucked.
Being a Malfoy sucked.
Being the bloody younger sister of Draco Malfoy totally sucked.
She brushed some of her stupid stubborn blonde hair out of her eyes and glared across the table at her older brother, her senior by three years. The same sentence repeated in her mind.
Damn you Draco... Damn you Draco... Damn you Draco...
It disappeared into her thoughts as her mind half tuned-in to her father's voice telling anybody who would listen, along with lots of people who wouldn't, about his day. She hated her family. Stupid Draco. Stupid Lucius. Stupid Narcissa... She ate nothing at dinner and left before anybody else. She remembered faintly that her parents had been mortified, thinking she was a squib until she was three years old. Her parents had forgotten her that day and it was only her brother that came to see her. And as her mother suddenly remembered her and tried to get into her room, the door was locked. Surely she couldn't have done it, and Draco wasn't in there... It turned out that it was her that had done it. Her father labeled it an act of defiance, but was pleased his daughter was a witch nonetheless. One more thing she hated. Her name. She had to be labeled after a stupid flower, didn't she? Well, at least her mother had changed it so that it didn't sound like the name of the stupid Potter woman who had gotten herself killed.
Lilandra.
What a stupid name.
She cursed herself, her brother, her parents, everything silently under her breath and retreated to her room. But before she went to bed she was struck by an awful thought...
--The holidays end in a week...--
*****OWARI*****
I think it's my best work of fanfiction ever. ^-^ Disagree? Review and tell me! Dun flame. Will flame back. Bye.