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All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. There are a few characters I made up, and Brianna is Ashley's character (ashley09)
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Unwanted Memories
Later that day Hope wondered outside to the grounds, where there were friends saying goodbye to one another and some already leaving. She sighed, wishing she could stay. She didn't want to have to face her father, not again. She had made many mistakes in her life, and been punished in many different ways. But then again, she had also done many outstanding things, but had been punished for those as well. For example when he found out what had happened with Elizabeth he was proud, and Hope couldn't understand why. For a while she couldn't understand how the fact that she possibly could have killed her friend made him proud. But soon after her discovery she found that her father had plans for her. However she didn't agree with them. There where other incidents like the one with Elizabeth, almost the same thing happened with her mother. She had tried so hard to block out the memory, but failed. It happened two years before she had died. Hope had only been eight years old, and yet, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing.
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Her mother had left her wand lying around and Hope picked it up, when her mother came in the room she told Hope to give her wand to her. For some reason she refused, and oddly raised the wand, pointing it at her mother. The words that came from her mouth sounded almost like a lost language, she had never heard them before. A spark came out of the wand, and at that same moment her father came in the room, he didn't do anything to stop what was happening though, he just stood there watching. When the spell finally reached her mother, she fell and stopped breathing, noticing the she stopped breathing her father finally helped.
"Finite Incantatum!" And with that the effects stopped. Hope was glad it was over but wondered how her spell could have been stopped so easily.
Later that night she heard her parents talking, "How do you think she did that?" It was her mother speaking.
"I don't know, but it was extraordinary"
"Extraordinary? My little girl has the power to kill some one. How is that 'extraordinary'?" Her mother's tone was concerned.
"Because, our daughter has just showed us what a remarkable ability she has."
"Remarkable ability?" Hope loved how her mother always repeated things when she was upset. "If your thinking that we are going to tell Voldemort about what happ--"
"How dare you say the Dark Lords name."
"Oh please! That's not important. I need to know what's happening to my baby!" Her mother's voice was loud; Hope didn't want to hear any more so she ran into the kitchen, so her parents stopped arguing.
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Hope sighed, she deeply missed her mother. The memories where painful, but then again so was her life now. She looked around the grounds and saw Draco walking towards her,
"Hope, are you ready to leave?" She was amazed that he wasn't commenting on what happened last night.
"Umm.. Almost." He nodded hearing her answer and they were both silent for awhile, which she found rather odd because Draco didn't often run out of things to say.
"Is everything ok?" She questioned, but he didn't answer, "Look, if it has anything to do with Harry and what happened last night I--"
He held up his hand to make her stop speaking, "What you did was smart." 'Smart?' She thought to herself now deeply confused.
Apparently seeing she didn't understand he continued, "Now Potter knows he can count on you. It's perfect."
Now she understood. And indeed for the things that need to happen, it was perfect. "Oh."
Draco watched her and smiled, this made her wonder what was going though his mind, "And what are you so happy about?"
"I was just thinking..."
"About what?"
"Just things that happened last Christmas break when father had a meeting."
"Oh" Hope now smiled as well. Hope and Draco's parents weren't the only ones whose fathers brought them to their meetings. There were other children; however she was really only friends with one other. His name was Emmett, Draco didn't know him, but they were sure to meet at this next meeting. For her seeing Emmett was a big deal, he was her best friend and he had attended Durmstrang with her for the last five years before she had left.
Hope watched Draco for a moment, not much liking the silence, "So, you're not mad about anything that happened?"
He looked at her, "No."
"Have you seen Brianna? She didn't come back last night."
"She was trying to figure out away to undo the curse Potter used. It took her a while. I think she is probably asleep in her dormitories now."
Hope nodded, "Oh, ok." She was glad nothing bad had happened, but then she remembered some of the things Draco and Brianna had said to one another last night.
"Draco?" She began, "Why where you following me last night? What were you two talking about that was supposed to happen?"
Draco smirked, "We were all supposed to meet in the forest."
"Who was going to be there?"
He shrugged, "I don't know. But I got a letter from my father saying that's what we were supposed to do"
"Will they be mad we didn't come?"
"Maybe. But then we can tell them what happened with Potter."
Hope nodded, she understood why what happened with Harry was important. But this time for some reason, she didn't care what happened to him. She was ready for everything to start happening.
"I-I think I should go finish packing. After all we are leaving tomorrow." Draco nodded understandingly, and Hope walked back into the castle.
She saw a few Christmas decorations around the halls, and remembered how Christmas used to be with her family. They would have family visit, but now it was just her father's 'business partners'. One of the down sides to having his 'business partners' there was that if they did have any children they were usually boys. Hope had hated the last few times that her father had had meetings at their home. She usually tried to hide, because her father had always commented on her 'wonderful' ability. This time more than ever Hope didn't want to return home.
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The next morning, Hope and Brianna were in the girl's dormitories gathering their things together.
"Oh, before I forget." Hope pulled out black dress robes with a small blue line running around the sleeves, and bottom of the robes.
Brianna looked at them and smiled, "Thanks Hope. You have no idea how much I needed them." Brianna gently took them from Hope, folded them, and put them in her trunk. "I promise I won't mess them up."
"Well, actually. You can keep those."
Brianna got wide eyed, "Really? I mean are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Merry Christmas."
Brianna gave Hope a quick hug, "Thank you. I really love them."
Hope smiled, "I'm glad." She paused for a second, "Now, I think we should hurry up and get our things downstairs."
Brianna nodded and they both carried their trunks out of the room. Once they had placed them where the House Elves could find them, they headed for the Great Hall to have a quick breakfast. Draco was already there, so Hope sat next to him, Brianna sitting on the other side of Hope.
"Excited about the get-togethers that will be happening pretty much every day over the break?" Draco asked looking at Hope.
She rolled her eyes, as she grabbed a piece of toast, "You have got to be kidding. Now I get to hear, 'This is my daughter, Hope, I believe you all remember my speaking of her'. it's the only time he admits I'm his daughter."
Brianna looked over at Draco, "So, what are you doing over the break?"
Draco smirked, "I'm helping put Hope through her slow hell"
With this both girls laughed, and then Hope spoke up, "Thanks Draco."
He nodded as if he meant every word he was about to say, "What are friends for?" An evil glint flashed in his eyes and she froze upon hearing him say the word 'friends'.
"Umm.. Y-yeah... sure.." She quickly finished her piece of toast, and stood up, "I think we should get going. don't want to miss the train."
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Later after Draco and Hope had said good-bye to Brianna they were taken to the home were Hope spent most of her summers. The house was given to her mother many years ago, but they mostly just used it over vacations. It was an enormous place, so naturally this is where most of her father's meetings took place.
The two of them had been led into a huge room, where Hope's father, along with many other people, were dressed nicely. She thought the group of people was too large for all of them to be death eaters, plus Lucius was no where to be seen. Then she saw the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and realized it had to have been some sort of Ministry meeting.
Hope walked towards her father, and to her surprise he smiled upon seeing her, "Hope." He said, then looked at the group of two men and one woman that he had been talking to, "Everyone this is my daughter, Hope."
The woman smiled, "Hello Hope. I'm Amelia Bones, I'm the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry." And then Amelia stuck out her hand for Hope to shake, and she did.
"Nice to meet you." Hope spoke while forcing a smile.
"So your father tells me that you have just started attending Hogwarts. How do you like it?"
"It's a very nice school. The students and teachers are just wonderful." Hope wondered if she really meant what she was saying.
Amelia continued, beaming, "I'm glad to hear that. You know my niece, Susan Bones attends Hogwarts. She is in the same year as you and in Hufflepuff." She paused, but only for one short moment, "What house were you sorted into?"
"Slytherin. I was sorted into Slytherin." Hope repeated herself, remembering what the Sorting Hat had said. It had mentioned that it remembered her parents, and that her past effected the way she saw things. She didn't realized what it had said until now. Did it know about her past? But her thoughts were interrupted,
"Slytherin?" Amelia nodded.
Then her father spoke in a proud way, "Just like her mother and father." Hope couldn't help but smile; she couldn't remember the last time he had sounded proud of her. It made her feel like this break wouldn't be too bad.
"Hope, nice to see you made it here safely." Narcissa paused and began looking around, "Have you seen Draco?"
Hope thought for a moment, "No. Not since we arrived here. But I could go and look for him if you would like."
Narcissa nodded, "Go on then." Hope gave a sweet smile before she turned and walked out of the full room. Once the door had closed behind her she thought about where Draco might have gone. After a minute of thinking Hope had narrowed it down to anywhere there wasn't a group of people. So first, she walked to the study.
She slowly opened the door and saw Draco speaking to a few other boys who she couldn't see because their backs where turned to her.
"Can't we just talk about this tomorrow night?" A boy with short brown hair was speaking. She thought it was Emmett, but he wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow.
Draco glared, "No. She isn't with us at the moment, but she will be tomorrow. This needs to happen." Who was 'she' Hope wondered.
"Just let him finish." Now one of Draco's mindless goons was speaking, she knew it was either Crabbe or Goyle.
"Look, she has been trying to do everything in her power to get out of this. Tomorrow we need to make sure she doesn't mess up." Hope knew who Draco was talking about, it was her. She knew it.
"Fine but. How did she get involved anyway? She should have just stayed out of the whole mess."
Hope didn't want them to continue, so she pushed the door all the way open and walked in. "So I won't mess up Draco?" She smiled innocently as the four boys turned around and looked shocked to see Hope standing there. The one with short brown hair, and blue eyes was Emmett, and he grinned widely upon seeing her.
"Hope.." He began ad he walked towards her, "How are you?"
"I'm fine." She spoke while now giving him a hug, "And you?"
"Well." He began, but was interrupted.
"Enough." Draco's tone was demanding. And Hope took a step back from Emmett. "Hope. Have fun eavesdropping?"
Hope nodded, "As always Draco." Her tone was sarcastic, but that only angered him,
"Is that so?" He walked over and tightly grasped her arm, quickly pulling her out of the room and down the hall a little ways. "Its acts like this that will only get into another mess, or killed."
She struggled the free from his grasp, "Let go." But he didn't, "You're hurting me." And at that moment Emmett came out of the study and pulled Draco's hand off Hope's arm.
For a little while they just stood there staring at one another, then Hope spoke up, "Fine look Draco, I'll stop having my own mind. I will let you idiots run my life. Is that what you want?" He didn't answer, so she quickly walked down the hall then to the room that had been full of people. Apparently everyone was now beginning to leave.
"Hope." It was her father, "Your things have been taken up to your room."
"Are we staying at this house all break?"
"Yes-Well, maybe. Hope you have to understand that there are many things that we need to get done while you're here."
Hope nodded, "I understand."
"Good."
She smiled weakly, and then walked off to her room. Once she arrived in there she fell onto her bed, and lay there, thinking.
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A few hours later Hope was still in her room, only now looking through old pictures of her mother. Hope looked similar to her in a few ways. Her mother had really curly hair, but Hope's was only wavy most days. She also had her mother's eyes, a deep brown.
Suddenly there was a knock on her door, and she turned to see who it was. Emmett.
"What?" She questioned, wondering what he wanted.
"May I come in?" It was one thing that got on her nerves. He was always so polite, and considerate. To her he seemed so unreal; mostly because he had few flaws.
"Yes you may." She put emphasis on her last word, mocking him in a small way so that he smiled.
He sat down in a chair, watching her for a minute, "So what has been happening with Potter?"
"Nothing, Draco claims I am making wise choices." Emmett looked interested, so she continued, "Harry cursed him and I didn't stop him. In fact, watching Draco fall to the ground unconscious was pleasing."
"Do you really mean that Hope?" His tone made her rethink her statement.
She sighed, "I don't know"
"Are you going to come to dinner? I'm told it starts in about five minutes."
"Depends. Who is still here for it?" Hope wanted to know how many people would be there in case she felt the need to make a scene.
"Well, Malfoy of course.Crabbe, Goyle, Jones, and their parents."
"Jones?" She was now confused.
"Yes. A girl I believe."
"Brianna?"
He nodded, "Yes, I think that's her name."
"Well that explains a lot."
"What does it explain?" He had a look of deep confusion that made her smile. She had really missed Emmett.
"Nothing. I've just realized how blind I have been. I don't think I will go to dinner tonight. See you in the morning?"
"Yea, have sweet dreams."
She let out a small laugh, "You sound like my mother."
"Oh, really?" He walked over and lightly kissed the top of her head, "Sleep well."
She smiled, "That didn't help you any."
"Maybe not. See you in the morning."
"Ok, bye."
And he walked out, closing the door behind him. Shortly after his departure, she went to bed, trying to think of why Brianna hadn't just told her that her father was a death eater. But Hope knew Brianna didn't have to say it, if she had been paying attention she should have noticed all the things Hope had over heard. The thoughts slowly left her head as she fell into a deep sleep.
All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. There are a few characters I made up, and Brianna is Ashley's character (ashley09)
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Unwanted Memories
Later that day Hope wondered outside to the grounds, where there were friends saying goodbye to one another and some already leaving. She sighed, wishing she could stay. She didn't want to have to face her father, not again. She had made many mistakes in her life, and been punished in many different ways. But then again, she had also done many outstanding things, but had been punished for those as well. For example when he found out what had happened with Elizabeth he was proud, and Hope couldn't understand why. For a while she couldn't understand how the fact that she possibly could have killed her friend made him proud. But soon after her discovery she found that her father had plans for her. However she didn't agree with them. There where other incidents like the one with Elizabeth, almost the same thing happened with her mother. She had tried so hard to block out the memory, but failed. It happened two years before she had died. Hope had only been eight years old, and yet, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing.
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Her mother had left her wand lying around and Hope picked it up, when her mother came in the room she told Hope to give her wand to her. For some reason she refused, and oddly raised the wand, pointing it at her mother. The words that came from her mouth sounded almost like a lost language, she had never heard them before. A spark came out of the wand, and at that same moment her father came in the room, he didn't do anything to stop what was happening though, he just stood there watching. When the spell finally reached her mother, she fell and stopped breathing, noticing the she stopped breathing her father finally helped.
"Finite Incantatum!" And with that the effects stopped. Hope was glad it was over but wondered how her spell could have been stopped so easily.
Later that night she heard her parents talking, "How do you think she did that?" It was her mother speaking.
"I don't know, but it was extraordinary"
"Extraordinary? My little girl has the power to kill some one. How is that 'extraordinary'?" Her mother's tone was concerned.
"Because, our daughter has just showed us what a remarkable ability she has."
"Remarkable ability?" Hope loved how her mother always repeated things when she was upset. "If your thinking that we are going to tell Voldemort about what happ--"
"How dare you say the Dark Lords name."
"Oh please! That's not important. I need to know what's happening to my baby!" Her mother's voice was loud; Hope didn't want to hear any more so she ran into the kitchen, so her parents stopped arguing.
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Hope sighed, she deeply missed her mother. The memories where painful, but then again so was her life now. She looked around the grounds and saw Draco walking towards her,
"Hope, are you ready to leave?" She was amazed that he wasn't commenting on what happened last night.
"Umm.. Almost." He nodded hearing her answer and they were both silent for awhile, which she found rather odd because Draco didn't often run out of things to say.
"Is everything ok?" She questioned, but he didn't answer, "Look, if it has anything to do with Harry and what happened last night I--"
He held up his hand to make her stop speaking, "What you did was smart." 'Smart?' She thought to herself now deeply confused.
Apparently seeing she didn't understand he continued, "Now Potter knows he can count on you. It's perfect."
Now she understood. And indeed for the things that need to happen, it was perfect. "Oh."
Draco watched her and smiled, this made her wonder what was going though his mind, "And what are you so happy about?"
"I was just thinking..."
"About what?"
"Just things that happened last Christmas break when father had a meeting."
"Oh" Hope now smiled as well. Hope and Draco's parents weren't the only ones whose fathers brought them to their meetings. There were other children; however she was really only friends with one other. His name was Emmett, Draco didn't know him, but they were sure to meet at this next meeting. For her seeing Emmett was a big deal, he was her best friend and he had attended Durmstrang with her for the last five years before she had left.
Hope watched Draco for a moment, not much liking the silence, "So, you're not mad about anything that happened?"
He looked at her, "No."
"Have you seen Brianna? She didn't come back last night."
"She was trying to figure out away to undo the curse Potter used. It took her a while. I think she is probably asleep in her dormitories now."
Hope nodded, "Oh, ok." She was glad nothing bad had happened, but then she remembered some of the things Draco and Brianna had said to one another last night.
"Draco?" She began, "Why where you following me last night? What were you two talking about that was supposed to happen?"
Draco smirked, "We were all supposed to meet in the forest."
"Who was going to be there?"
He shrugged, "I don't know. But I got a letter from my father saying that's what we were supposed to do"
"Will they be mad we didn't come?"
"Maybe. But then we can tell them what happened with Potter."
Hope nodded, she understood why what happened with Harry was important. But this time for some reason, she didn't care what happened to him. She was ready for everything to start happening.
"I-I think I should go finish packing. After all we are leaving tomorrow." Draco nodded understandingly, and Hope walked back into the castle.
She saw a few Christmas decorations around the halls, and remembered how Christmas used to be with her family. They would have family visit, but now it was just her father's 'business partners'. One of the down sides to having his 'business partners' there was that if they did have any children they were usually boys. Hope had hated the last few times that her father had had meetings at their home. She usually tried to hide, because her father had always commented on her 'wonderful' ability. This time more than ever Hope didn't want to return home.
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The next morning, Hope and Brianna were in the girl's dormitories gathering their things together.
"Oh, before I forget." Hope pulled out black dress robes with a small blue line running around the sleeves, and bottom of the robes.
Brianna looked at them and smiled, "Thanks Hope. You have no idea how much I needed them." Brianna gently took them from Hope, folded them, and put them in her trunk. "I promise I won't mess them up."
"Well, actually. You can keep those."
Brianna got wide eyed, "Really? I mean are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Merry Christmas."
Brianna gave Hope a quick hug, "Thank you. I really love them."
Hope smiled, "I'm glad." She paused for a second, "Now, I think we should hurry up and get our things downstairs."
Brianna nodded and they both carried their trunks out of the room. Once they had placed them where the House Elves could find them, they headed for the Great Hall to have a quick breakfast. Draco was already there, so Hope sat next to him, Brianna sitting on the other side of Hope.
"Excited about the get-togethers that will be happening pretty much every day over the break?" Draco asked looking at Hope.
She rolled her eyes, as she grabbed a piece of toast, "You have got to be kidding. Now I get to hear, 'This is my daughter, Hope, I believe you all remember my speaking of her'. it's the only time he admits I'm his daughter."
Brianna looked over at Draco, "So, what are you doing over the break?"
Draco smirked, "I'm helping put Hope through her slow hell"
With this both girls laughed, and then Hope spoke up, "Thanks Draco."
He nodded as if he meant every word he was about to say, "What are friends for?" An evil glint flashed in his eyes and she froze upon hearing him say the word 'friends'.
"Umm.. Y-yeah... sure.." She quickly finished her piece of toast, and stood up, "I think we should get going. don't want to miss the train."
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Later after Draco and Hope had said good-bye to Brianna they were taken to the home were Hope spent most of her summers. The house was given to her mother many years ago, but they mostly just used it over vacations. It was an enormous place, so naturally this is where most of her father's meetings took place.
The two of them had been led into a huge room, where Hope's father, along with many other people, were dressed nicely. She thought the group of people was too large for all of them to be death eaters, plus Lucius was no where to be seen. Then she saw the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and realized it had to have been some sort of Ministry meeting.
Hope walked towards her father, and to her surprise he smiled upon seeing her, "Hope." He said, then looked at the group of two men and one woman that he had been talking to, "Everyone this is my daughter, Hope."
The woman smiled, "Hello Hope. I'm Amelia Bones, I'm the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry." And then Amelia stuck out her hand for Hope to shake, and she did.
"Nice to meet you." Hope spoke while forcing a smile.
"So your father tells me that you have just started attending Hogwarts. How do you like it?"
"It's a very nice school. The students and teachers are just wonderful." Hope wondered if she really meant what she was saying.
Amelia continued, beaming, "I'm glad to hear that. You know my niece, Susan Bones attends Hogwarts. She is in the same year as you and in Hufflepuff." She paused, but only for one short moment, "What house were you sorted into?"
"Slytherin. I was sorted into Slytherin." Hope repeated herself, remembering what the Sorting Hat had said. It had mentioned that it remembered her parents, and that her past effected the way she saw things. She didn't realized what it had said until now. Did it know about her past? But her thoughts were interrupted,
"Slytherin?" Amelia nodded.
Then her father spoke in a proud way, "Just like her mother and father." Hope couldn't help but smile; she couldn't remember the last time he had sounded proud of her. It made her feel like this break wouldn't be too bad.
"Hope, nice to see you made it here safely." Narcissa paused and began looking around, "Have you seen Draco?"
Hope thought for a moment, "No. Not since we arrived here. But I could go and look for him if you would like."
Narcissa nodded, "Go on then." Hope gave a sweet smile before she turned and walked out of the full room. Once the door had closed behind her she thought about where Draco might have gone. After a minute of thinking Hope had narrowed it down to anywhere there wasn't a group of people. So first, she walked to the study.
She slowly opened the door and saw Draco speaking to a few other boys who she couldn't see because their backs where turned to her.
"Can't we just talk about this tomorrow night?" A boy with short brown hair was speaking. She thought it was Emmett, but he wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow.
Draco glared, "No. She isn't with us at the moment, but she will be tomorrow. This needs to happen." Who was 'she' Hope wondered.
"Just let him finish." Now one of Draco's mindless goons was speaking, she knew it was either Crabbe or Goyle.
"Look, she has been trying to do everything in her power to get out of this. Tomorrow we need to make sure she doesn't mess up." Hope knew who Draco was talking about, it was her. She knew it.
"Fine but. How did she get involved anyway? She should have just stayed out of the whole mess."
Hope didn't want them to continue, so she pushed the door all the way open and walked in. "So I won't mess up Draco?" She smiled innocently as the four boys turned around and looked shocked to see Hope standing there. The one with short brown hair, and blue eyes was Emmett, and he grinned widely upon seeing her.
"Hope.." He began ad he walked towards her, "How are you?"
"I'm fine." She spoke while now giving him a hug, "And you?"
"Well." He began, but was interrupted.
"Enough." Draco's tone was demanding. And Hope took a step back from Emmett. "Hope. Have fun eavesdropping?"
Hope nodded, "As always Draco." Her tone was sarcastic, but that only angered him,
"Is that so?" He walked over and tightly grasped her arm, quickly pulling her out of the room and down the hall a little ways. "Its acts like this that will only get into another mess, or killed."
She struggled the free from his grasp, "Let go." But he didn't, "You're hurting me." And at that moment Emmett came out of the study and pulled Draco's hand off Hope's arm.
For a little while they just stood there staring at one another, then Hope spoke up, "Fine look Draco, I'll stop having my own mind. I will let you idiots run my life. Is that what you want?" He didn't answer, so she quickly walked down the hall then to the room that had been full of people. Apparently everyone was now beginning to leave.
"Hope." It was her father, "Your things have been taken up to your room."
"Are we staying at this house all break?"
"Yes-Well, maybe. Hope you have to understand that there are many things that we need to get done while you're here."
Hope nodded, "I understand."
"Good."
She smiled weakly, and then walked off to her room. Once she arrived in there she fell onto her bed, and lay there, thinking.
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A few hours later Hope was still in her room, only now looking through old pictures of her mother. Hope looked similar to her in a few ways. Her mother had really curly hair, but Hope's was only wavy most days. She also had her mother's eyes, a deep brown.
Suddenly there was a knock on her door, and she turned to see who it was. Emmett.
"What?" She questioned, wondering what he wanted.
"May I come in?" It was one thing that got on her nerves. He was always so polite, and considerate. To her he seemed so unreal; mostly because he had few flaws.
"Yes you may." She put emphasis on her last word, mocking him in a small way so that he smiled.
He sat down in a chair, watching her for a minute, "So what has been happening with Potter?"
"Nothing, Draco claims I am making wise choices." Emmett looked interested, so she continued, "Harry cursed him and I didn't stop him. In fact, watching Draco fall to the ground unconscious was pleasing."
"Do you really mean that Hope?" His tone made her rethink her statement.
She sighed, "I don't know"
"Are you going to come to dinner? I'm told it starts in about five minutes."
"Depends. Who is still here for it?" Hope wanted to know how many people would be there in case she felt the need to make a scene.
"Well, Malfoy of course.Crabbe, Goyle, Jones, and their parents."
"Jones?" She was now confused.
"Yes. A girl I believe."
"Brianna?"
He nodded, "Yes, I think that's her name."
"Well that explains a lot."
"What does it explain?" He had a look of deep confusion that made her smile. She had really missed Emmett.
"Nothing. I've just realized how blind I have been. I don't think I will go to dinner tonight. See you in the morning?"
"Yea, have sweet dreams."
She let out a small laugh, "You sound like my mother."
"Oh, really?" He walked over and lightly kissed the top of her head, "Sleep well."
She smiled, "That didn't help you any."
"Maybe not. See you in the morning."
"Ok, bye."
And he walked out, closing the door behind him. Shortly after his departure, she went to bed, trying to think of why Brianna hadn't just told her that her father was a death eater. But Hope knew Brianna didn't have to say it, if she had been paying attention she should have noticed all the things Hope had over heard. The thoughts slowly left her head as she fell into a deep sleep.
