Millia looked out the window and squinted her eyes. It was morning and the sun was glaring at her. She looked across the room and saw the other three girls waking.
"That was a nice sleep...apart from someone sleep talking," one of the girls said, murmuring.
Millia rolled over to her side, so they couldn't see her.
"Was it you, Liz?" Another said.
"No," said Liz, mumbling.
"It wasn't me," whispered the first girl. "But I know it was one of you, they kept yelling out."
"Pansy, don't deny your own actions," said one of them.
Pansy laughed.
"I don't talk in my sleep, Claire," She snapped.
"Who's that over there?" Claire whispered.
"It's the new girl around here, Millia," Liz mumbled.
"Hey, hey!" Pansy shouted to Millia. Millia felt a pillow hit her head. She slowly turned around to face Pansy.
"Hi," Pansy said. Millia nodded, and mouthed 'hi'.
"You're friendly."
"Sorry, I just had a bad night," Millia answered. Pansy raised her eyebrows.
"Ahhhhh, it was you talking in your sleep. Good stuff."
Millia smiled. "Thanks."
"This is Liz and Claire," she said, showing Millia. "I'm Pansy." Liz and Claire smiled.
"Hi." Millia replied.
''What do you have first today?" Claire asked.
"Um… potions," Millia said, finding her timetable.
"Ah, with the Snape. Same for all of us," Claire answered, sighing.
Liz, Claire and Pansy got out of bed and went to get changed in the bathrooms.
"Ha, bet you'd like to show those off in front of Bri," Claire laughed, pointing to Pansy's extremely short PJ bottoms and small singlet top. Pansy went red, laughing her head off.
"Or Draco?" Liz smirked. Liz and Claire laughed, heading off in the bathrooms.
"Sick," Millia spat.
Millia decided to get changed in her bed, closing off the sides.
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Millia walked into the Grand Hall to have her first breakfast there.
"Hey, come sit over here!" Hermione called over to her. Millia didn't know if she was allowed. But then she saw Draco frowning at her from her Slytherin table.
"Sure!" She said loudly, so Draco could hear.
Millia sat down next to Harry.
"So how are you?" Harry asked, referring to last night's dinner.
"Fine, it didn't bother me at all," she plainly said, picking up a piece of toast.
"Great! Have you got pot-" Hermione got suddenly cut off by Professor Dumbledore.
"Students, I have an announcement. Today is Father's Day. So to welcome the new students, I have decided to invite along your fathers, so you can bond and feel more relaxed with your new surroundings." Dumbledore said, excited.
"Fun," Hermione beamed, looking at the others to see what they thought of the idea.
Harry silently started drinking his juice, with his eyes down. He looked extremely sad. When Harry was just a few weeks old, his parents were tragically killed by the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort. Harry didn't like to speak about his parents. Hermione and Ron looked at Harry sympathetically. They decided not to talk about it anymore.
Millia didn't know about Harry's parents, but he didn't know about hers. Looking at Harry's face she knew something had happened, but she didn't want to ask. She felt extremely sad herself and was just about to leave.
"Millia, what's the matter? If you dad can't make it, it doesn't matter. We understand," Hermione said, thoughtfully. Millia looked at her and left. Left without saying goodbye. Hermione knew she had said something wrong, and went after her.
"Millia, I'm sorry if I said anything," Hermione pleaded.
"It doesn't matter. We don't won't to be late for class," Millia stressed, and left with Hermione to Potions.
They were a little early for potions, but that didn't stop Snape from making them read a chapter of their books. They silently read and waited for the rest of the class to show up.
"Is Millia too good for our table?" Draco smartly said, hitting her when he passed.
"Just ignore him," Hermione whispered. Snape looked up from behind his desk and glared at Hermione.
"Did you say something?" He hissed. "The class has already started."
Draco sniggered behind his breath.
"I just said, ignore him," Hermione answered. Snape twitched his upper lip.
"Were you referring to me, Granger?" He said.
"No, I-"
"I know what you mean. 10 points from Gryffindor," he sternly said. Hermione was dumbfounded, and went back to reading. Millia couldn't believe it. Never had she seen such a strict teacher.
After class was over, Millia went over to Pansy, Liz and Claire. They were standing with Draco, Crabbe, Goyle and another guy.
"Hi, Millia. Why are you with Granger?" Claire snapped.
"Because she's a loser like her," Draco bitterly answered. They all laughed, except for Liz and the guy with Draco.
"Hey, hey. She's not that bad," he said eyeing her up.
"You're right, Bri, she's cool," Liz smiled. Draco coughed and a disgusted look crossed his face. He walked away, with Crabbe and Goyle following.
"Wait up!" Pansy called, and ran over to Draco.
"So… is your father coming today?" Bri asked Millia.
"No," Millia whispered.
Bri had an 'oh' look on his face and smiled.
"My father isn't coming either." Bri said.
"Mine is," Claire and Liz both said immediately. Millia and Bri looked at each other and laughed.
Then they walked off to their next class.
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Before Millia knew it, fathers of all soon arrived. They had meet in the Grand Hall, to wait for their children to come out of their class. Millia was first in the hall. As soon as she opened the door, everyone turned around to see if it was his own. Millia squeezed past them and sat down at her table. More kids were following her.
"Millia!"
Millia looked around. Bri was walking over to her.
"Hey," Millia answered.
They were chatting when Pansy came over with her dad.
"I think I might go up and have a sleep," Millia suggested. She got up and left, leaving Bri with Pansy and her dad. She was just about to open the door when it flew open, nearly knocking her over.
"Move over, Pullet!" Draco shouted, behind her. Through the door entered Lucius Malfoy with his head held high.
"Father," Draco called sweetly.
Lucius looked down and smiled. Then he then turned his head to see Millia.
"What a surprise," he snarled, looking her up and down. He noticed the Slytherin emblem and grinned.
"Lucky girl, isn't she, Draco?" Lucius commented evilly. Draco frowned and folded his arms.
"Where's YOUR father?" He spat.
"He's not here," Millia frowned, staring him in the eyes. Lucius raised his eyebrows.
"Of course he isn't," he replied.
Millia felt like he could see right through her. She was pretty sure he knew.
Draco looked confused as he looked up at his father. Lucius evilly grinned at her and walked off with Draco following. Millia felt suddenly panicky, as she walked up to her common room. Did he know EVERYTHING? And if he did, would he tell Draco?
Millia sat on her bed thinking. She was too worried to sleep. The last thing she wanted was Draco finding out...
