A/N: It's my first story, be kind with the reviews.
Disclaimers: I don't own anybody except Jade and Em.
Chapter One
It was always the same. She stood in front of him, looking up at him adoringly. He had never seen her face, but he knew she was beautiful. Now she was leaning forward, nuzzling his cheek with her own, quietly whispering, "I believe in you. You don't have to be like your father." No one had ever said that to him before, not even his own mother.
He could see an outline of her smiling, a sweet wistful smile, before she buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. She made everything seem all right. She pushed back from him slightly and turned her head up to look at him. She put her hands on either side of his face. "I love you, Draco," she said in a strong voice before bringing his lips to hers.
The brush of lips was a whisper of a kiss, but it was enough to shake him to the core. "I-I-I love you, too, J-" But he wasn't able to finish. She was dragged away from him by a strong hand. He couldn't move.
"I would of thought even you could stay away from a lousy Mudblood," a cold voice told him. He knew that voice from anywhere. He heard it in his worst nightmares, before school, everywhere.
"Let her go, Father." He had his wand pointed.
Lucius Malfoy glared at his son, but pointed his own wand at the girl's head. "Avada . . "
She smiled sadly at Draco and whispered, "You can do it. I know you can. I love you."
"Kadarva!"
"No!!"
She was dead.
This was the part when Draco Malfoy sprang up in bed, sweat dripping down his back. He'd been having this dream ever once in a while since he was a boy, but now it became more and more frequent, as he neared the start of his seventh year.
He swung his feet over the side of the bed and put his face in his hands. "What the hell does it mean?" he mummbled to himself, rubbing his eyes hastily. Was he supposed to meet this girl? Was it a warning? He stood up and walked to the window. He would've thought he'd be glad he only had a year left at Hogwarts, but he wasn't. In a few months time he was expected to follow in his father's dark footsteps. Well, he still didn't like Potter. Or Weasley. Or that know-it-all Mudblood, Granger. But that didn't mean he wanted to become a Death Eater. God knew where it landed the lot of them after You-Know-Who fell from power.
He sighed as he glanced over at his trunk sitting at the edge of his bed. This time tomorrow he'd be waking in his room in the Slytherin dorms. And maybe the dreams would stop.
Jade Winthrop followed her mother and sister towards platform nine and three-quarters. She slung her bag over one shoulder and pushed the trolley, rushing through the crowd of muggles. Her white cat, Guinievere, gave a startled meow as Jade made a sharp turn.
She slipped through the wall between platforms nine and ten without being seen and came through the other side. The hustle and bustle of witches and wizards amazed her. It reminded her of home. Blinking back a rush of tears, she thought, God I miss America.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was something completely different from her own school, Wheaton School of Higher Learning, one of America's wizarding schools. Hogwarts was full of British wizards, a whole different breed of wizards. They were all so stuffy, and, well, quite rude. Just trying to get school supplies from Diagon Alley was a chore all it's own. Being pushed every which way by students excited about the start of the new year.
Jade sighed unhappily. She was finishing her seventh year at Hogwarts for a reason. She just had to remember that. Just does this and you can go on with the rest of your life, she told herself.
As she reached her family, she didn't notice all the stares coming her way. But then she rarely did. She was a beauty, just as her mother had been when she herself attended Hogwarts. Long dark hair, intense bright green eyes and a perfectly round and smooth face.
Her mother turned to her and smiled. She reached out straightened her daughter's brand new Hogwarts tie. "Don't worry, sweetheart." Her ever present British accent came out soft and strong. "You'll be fine."
Jade shrugged her shoulders slightly and looked over at her sister, Em. Em stared back at her and smiled broadly. "Of course we'll be fine, mom."
She grabbed Jade's chin and tilted her face up. "And don't forget what you have to do. Befriend Draco Malfoy. Do whatever it takes."
"Not an easy task," Jade said unhappily. "Why can't Em do it?" She saw her younger sister shake her head vigorously out of the corner of her eye.
Her mother smiled sadly. "You know why. It's your destiny, not hers." She looked at the clock. "You both should get going. It's almost eleven o'clock."
Em rushed to hug their mother. "I'll miss you, mom. See you at Christmas!" she called over her shoulder as she ran to train.
Jade hugged her mother tightly. "I'll do the Merriweather name proud." She gave her mom a quick peck on the cheek and rushed after her sister.
Disclaimers: I don't own anybody except Jade and Em.
Chapter One
It was always the same. She stood in front of him, looking up at him adoringly. He had never seen her face, but he knew she was beautiful. Now she was leaning forward, nuzzling his cheek with her own, quietly whispering, "I believe in you. You don't have to be like your father." No one had ever said that to him before, not even his own mother.
He could see an outline of her smiling, a sweet wistful smile, before she buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. She made everything seem all right. She pushed back from him slightly and turned her head up to look at him. She put her hands on either side of his face. "I love you, Draco," she said in a strong voice before bringing his lips to hers.
The brush of lips was a whisper of a kiss, but it was enough to shake him to the core. "I-I-I love you, too, J-" But he wasn't able to finish. She was dragged away from him by a strong hand. He couldn't move.
"I would of thought even you could stay away from a lousy Mudblood," a cold voice told him. He knew that voice from anywhere. He heard it in his worst nightmares, before school, everywhere.
"Let her go, Father." He had his wand pointed.
Lucius Malfoy glared at his son, but pointed his own wand at the girl's head. "Avada . . "
She smiled sadly at Draco and whispered, "You can do it. I know you can. I love you."
"Kadarva!"
"No!!"
She was dead.
This was the part when Draco Malfoy sprang up in bed, sweat dripping down his back. He'd been having this dream ever once in a while since he was a boy, but now it became more and more frequent, as he neared the start of his seventh year.
He swung his feet over the side of the bed and put his face in his hands. "What the hell does it mean?" he mummbled to himself, rubbing his eyes hastily. Was he supposed to meet this girl? Was it a warning? He stood up and walked to the window. He would've thought he'd be glad he only had a year left at Hogwarts, but he wasn't. In a few months time he was expected to follow in his father's dark footsteps. Well, he still didn't like Potter. Or Weasley. Or that know-it-all Mudblood, Granger. But that didn't mean he wanted to become a Death Eater. God knew where it landed the lot of them after You-Know-Who fell from power.
He sighed as he glanced over at his trunk sitting at the edge of his bed. This time tomorrow he'd be waking in his room in the Slytherin dorms. And maybe the dreams would stop.
Jade Winthrop followed her mother and sister towards platform nine and three-quarters. She slung her bag over one shoulder and pushed the trolley, rushing through the crowd of muggles. Her white cat, Guinievere, gave a startled meow as Jade made a sharp turn.
She slipped through the wall between platforms nine and ten without being seen and came through the other side. The hustle and bustle of witches and wizards amazed her. It reminded her of home. Blinking back a rush of tears, she thought, God I miss America.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was something completely different from her own school, Wheaton School of Higher Learning, one of America's wizarding schools. Hogwarts was full of British wizards, a whole different breed of wizards. They were all so stuffy, and, well, quite rude. Just trying to get school supplies from Diagon Alley was a chore all it's own. Being pushed every which way by students excited about the start of the new year.
Jade sighed unhappily. She was finishing her seventh year at Hogwarts for a reason. She just had to remember that. Just does this and you can go on with the rest of your life, she told herself.
As she reached her family, she didn't notice all the stares coming her way. But then she rarely did. She was a beauty, just as her mother had been when she herself attended Hogwarts. Long dark hair, intense bright green eyes and a perfectly round and smooth face.
Her mother turned to her and smiled. She reached out straightened her daughter's brand new Hogwarts tie. "Don't worry, sweetheart." Her ever present British accent came out soft and strong. "You'll be fine."
Jade shrugged her shoulders slightly and looked over at her sister, Em. Em stared back at her and smiled broadly. "Of course we'll be fine, mom."
She grabbed Jade's chin and tilted her face up. "And don't forget what you have to do. Befriend Draco Malfoy. Do whatever it takes."
"Not an easy task," Jade said unhappily. "Why can't Em do it?" She saw her younger sister shake her head vigorously out of the corner of her eye.
Her mother smiled sadly. "You know why. It's your destiny, not hers." She looked at the clock. "You both should get going. It's almost eleven o'clock."
Em rushed to hug their mother. "I'll miss you, mom. See you at Christmas!" she called over her shoulder as she ran to train.
Jade hugged her mother tightly. "I'll do the Merriweather name proud." She gave her mom a quick peck on the cheek and rushed after her sister.
