Authors note: I AM SO SORRY FOR MY RUDE REVEIWS! I would like to take what
I said back. I had no right to say those things and I am sorry. I was just
having a VERY bad day. Princess Bellatrix I will e-mail soon but my hotmail
account is broke. Starry Libra thank you I WILL carry on in Melody's POV.
What does everyone else think? Melody, Bella, Tom, or maybe someone else?
Oh yeah! And for those people who read my teaser sorry for its shortness
and my note's at the end. I was being MAD. I just wanted to say something
in French and it evolved from there! Anyway here it is and I think that I
have managed to dig my self out of the rut called "writer's block" YAY!
(This chapter is just an excuse so I don't have to revise!) Here it is,
and as ALWAYS...ENJOY!
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Melody's POV:
I didn't know what to do. I felt awful. Ashamed, unwanted, abandoned. But for the life of me I just COULDN'T go on pretending that I fitted in with my so-called "Grandfather" and in GRIFFYINDOR for Christ's sake! My father obviously doesn't want me, but my mother does.
I awoke from my day dream as my father stormed from the room slamming the door violently behind him. That was more in his character I realised than the "but I love you SO much" that I experienced before. He slammed it so hard that the glass rattled in the window. My mother flinched but I just stared at the place where he was last standing. Why didn't I hate him after what he had just said to me? Why didn't I just go back to Hogwart's? But the answer was I couldn't. I loved him and my mother to much. I began to rise to my feet being met by my mother's warm embrace. I let her hold me close and kiss my wet cheeks. After a while when I thought that she had got over her urge to prove to me that she WAS my mother, I sat down again on the armchair. My mother sat down opposite me.
"He didn't mean it Melody. He loves you." She said quietly her voice still shaking.
"Yes he did. You saw the way he looked at me. He wanted to kill me. But I just don't know what I have done wrong!" I say desperately. I wanted answers.
"You don't HAVE to do anything wrong, it's just the way he is. He can't help it."
"I hate him." I say. Knowing full well that it was a lie, but my word's had a big impact on my mother. She sprang up off the armchair so she was towering over me and shouted,
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT ABOUT YOUR FATHER." I could see the hurt in her eyes, but why? It was like I had slapped her or something. So I jumped up to face her.
"OH! Please! Why should YOU care what I say about HIM?" I hiss through clenched teeth.
"BECAUSE HE IS YOUR FATHER!" She shouted again. I couldn't help tears welling up in my eyes. I had never cried ONCE in my life and now I was crying as though my life depended on it.
"I'm sorry." I whisper sitting down. "I didn't mean it."
"I know darling." Says my mother gently. "Come on, you better go to bed. Everything will seem much better in the morning."
I didn't see how, but I followed her all the same. Up countless of winding staircases and down thousands of corridors until we arrived outside a beautiful hand carved door, with an ornate gold handle. My mother opened it and we both walked inside.
"This daughter is YOUR room." She said softly. "If you need anything I will be on the second floor, the door has my name on it."
"Do you stay here as well?" I ask.
"Of course."
"With your HUSBAND." I say, and I can't help wrinkling my nose up in instant dislike. My mother laughed and kissed the top of my head.
"Yes with my husband." She giggled. "Good night Melody." She says and exits shutting the door behind her.
Only then did I look around properly. I gasped awe-struck. The room was fit for royalty. The walls were gilded with gold and the floor was made from the bounciest cream carpet you could imagine. The ceiling (like Hogwart's) reflected the sky outside and it was velvet blue with stars twinkling mysteriously in its vastness. But the main feature of the room was the enormous four poster bed. It was made from the most luxurious wood and its posts were like spindles and like the bed frame had beautiful carving in it like the door. Delicate silk nets hung from the ceiling around it and the sheets were white velvet and satin. In one corner there was a beautiful dressing table with mirrors positioned at many angles. In another there were two vast wooden wardrobes there doors open to reveal row up row of the most expensive and lavish looking dresses and robes. Either side of the bed were two doors. One was open to reveal an on-suite and the other to reveal a huge and impressive dressing room.
Once I had finished examining every tiny detail of the room I put on one of my many night dresses and climbed slowly into bed. Enjoying the feeling of the soft material against my skin. Slowly my eye lids began to feel heavy and my thoughts started to blur. Then I fell asleep into tormented dreams.
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When I awoke I had cold sweat pouring from me and my breath was ragged and uneven. I looked at my bedside clock which read 4 o'clock in the morning. The nightmare still haunted me and I was shaking from the realness of it. So I got out of bed and walked to my door with a sigh I yanked it open and started y slow decline to the second floor to seek my mother. I had no idea why, but I needed to be with someone. After about ten minutes of dark stairwells and shadowed corridors I finally arrived at her door. I hesitated outside it. Now I was here I was unsure what to do. I took a deep breath and had my hand ready to knock when the door flung open.
"Melody?" asked Lenstrange. (Sorry for the sp mistake,)
I groaned. I DIDN'T want THIS to happen. He saw the look on my face and frowned at me.
"You don't like me very much do you?" he asked. Is there ANY wonder WHY?
"I like you just fine." I say with over-cheeriness and I plastic smile. He laughed.
"Yeah right! Look Bella had to go off to do a raid last minute but you're free to talk to me." He said and started walking down the nearest staircase. And with reluctance I followed him. He WAS a death eater after all. We ended up in the kitchen. And to my surprise he started to make himself and ME a drink. Puzzled I sat down around the HUGE circular table until he had finished. He put it down in front of me. I stared at it for a second. It was hot chocolate with marshmallows and whipped cream.
"It's not poisoned." He said laughing.
"But it's my favourite!" I said. "How did you know..." he cut me off,
"It's Bella's favourite." He said with a small smile. I smiled back. It must be hard for him, me being here. After all I am his wife's illegitimate child.
"Thank you." I say finally and begin to sip quietly at it.
"What did you want to speak to Bella about?" he asks.
"Oh it was nothing really!" I say embarrassed. And I couldn't elaborate because my mother entered looking wary and over-tired. She stopped dead at the site of me and frowned puzzled.
"OH! Melody what have you done. You better have been nice." She groaned. I looked at Lenstrange who raised his eyebrows at me with a smiled on his face.
"I will have you know that I have been very good." I say laughing. My mother frowns again unsure.
"And now." I say. "I will retire to bed." I say queen like and walk elegantly from the room. And in my tired state I walk straight into...Draco. I groan, now THIS really IS a nightmare.
"Doesn't anybody sleep in this place?" I huff grumpily.
"It's nice to see you to. What happened to before!" he said with a smile firmly plastered cross his face. I was in no mood for games.
"Before DRACO I was in a state of shock." I snap remembering the moment when I thought HEY! Let's kiss Draco! Which was moronic.
"Ok, Ok!" he exclaims. Putting out his hands in mock defeat. I groan I would NEVER live this down. I storm past him muttering to my self as I do so. He sighs and walks into the kitchen. I storm to my bedroom in the same manner that my father did earlier on this evening. And throw myself down onto the bed, and thought to myself, MY LIFE IS A MESS!
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Author's note: Before you say anything sorry for ANY spelling mistakes especially "Lenstrange" SORRY! AND IT WAS THE MOST BORING CHAPTER I HAVE EVER WRITTTEN. Actually It fights with chapter two, because there BOTH AWFUL! I have STILL got writers block so this was the best I could do. And I hope that the characters are a BIT more in roll. Except Draco because I enthuse and I like him just the way he is. SORRY! Ok review people REVIEW. I will update soon! C YAZ! XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
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Melody's POV:
I didn't know what to do. I felt awful. Ashamed, unwanted, abandoned. But for the life of me I just COULDN'T go on pretending that I fitted in with my so-called "Grandfather" and in GRIFFYINDOR for Christ's sake! My father obviously doesn't want me, but my mother does.
I awoke from my day dream as my father stormed from the room slamming the door violently behind him. That was more in his character I realised than the "but I love you SO much" that I experienced before. He slammed it so hard that the glass rattled in the window. My mother flinched but I just stared at the place where he was last standing. Why didn't I hate him after what he had just said to me? Why didn't I just go back to Hogwart's? But the answer was I couldn't. I loved him and my mother to much. I began to rise to my feet being met by my mother's warm embrace. I let her hold me close and kiss my wet cheeks. After a while when I thought that she had got over her urge to prove to me that she WAS my mother, I sat down again on the armchair. My mother sat down opposite me.
"He didn't mean it Melody. He loves you." She said quietly her voice still shaking.
"Yes he did. You saw the way he looked at me. He wanted to kill me. But I just don't know what I have done wrong!" I say desperately. I wanted answers.
"You don't HAVE to do anything wrong, it's just the way he is. He can't help it."
"I hate him." I say. Knowing full well that it was a lie, but my word's had a big impact on my mother. She sprang up off the armchair so she was towering over me and shouted,
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT ABOUT YOUR FATHER." I could see the hurt in her eyes, but why? It was like I had slapped her or something. So I jumped up to face her.
"OH! Please! Why should YOU care what I say about HIM?" I hiss through clenched teeth.
"BECAUSE HE IS YOUR FATHER!" She shouted again. I couldn't help tears welling up in my eyes. I had never cried ONCE in my life and now I was crying as though my life depended on it.
"I'm sorry." I whisper sitting down. "I didn't mean it."
"I know darling." Says my mother gently. "Come on, you better go to bed. Everything will seem much better in the morning."
I didn't see how, but I followed her all the same. Up countless of winding staircases and down thousands of corridors until we arrived outside a beautiful hand carved door, with an ornate gold handle. My mother opened it and we both walked inside.
"This daughter is YOUR room." She said softly. "If you need anything I will be on the second floor, the door has my name on it."
"Do you stay here as well?" I ask.
"Of course."
"With your HUSBAND." I say, and I can't help wrinkling my nose up in instant dislike. My mother laughed and kissed the top of my head.
"Yes with my husband." She giggled. "Good night Melody." She says and exits shutting the door behind her.
Only then did I look around properly. I gasped awe-struck. The room was fit for royalty. The walls were gilded with gold and the floor was made from the bounciest cream carpet you could imagine. The ceiling (like Hogwart's) reflected the sky outside and it was velvet blue with stars twinkling mysteriously in its vastness. But the main feature of the room was the enormous four poster bed. It was made from the most luxurious wood and its posts were like spindles and like the bed frame had beautiful carving in it like the door. Delicate silk nets hung from the ceiling around it and the sheets were white velvet and satin. In one corner there was a beautiful dressing table with mirrors positioned at many angles. In another there were two vast wooden wardrobes there doors open to reveal row up row of the most expensive and lavish looking dresses and robes. Either side of the bed were two doors. One was open to reveal an on-suite and the other to reveal a huge and impressive dressing room.
Once I had finished examining every tiny detail of the room I put on one of my many night dresses and climbed slowly into bed. Enjoying the feeling of the soft material against my skin. Slowly my eye lids began to feel heavy and my thoughts started to blur. Then I fell asleep into tormented dreams.
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When I awoke I had cold sweat pouring from me and my breath was ragged and uneven. I looked at my bedside clock which read 4 o'clock in the morning. The nightmare still haunted me and I was shaking from the realness of it. So I got out of bed and walked to my door with a sigh I yanked it open and started y slow decline to the second floor to seek my mother. I had no idea why, but I needed to be with someone. After about ten minutes of dark stairwells and shadowed corridors I finally arrived at her door. I hesitated outside it. Now I was here I was unsure what to do. I took a deep breath and had my hand ready to knock when the door flung open.
"Melody?" asked Lenstrange. (Sorry for the sp mistake,)
I groaned. I DIDN'T want THIS to happen. He saw the look on my face and frowned at me.
"You don't like me very much do you?" he asked. Is there ANY wonder WHY?
"I like you just fine." I say with over-cheeriness and I plastic smile. He laughed.
"Yeah right! Look Bella had to go off to do a raid last minute but you're free to talk to me." He said and started walking down the nearest staircase. And with reluctance I followed him. He WAS a death eater after all. We ended up in the kitchen. And to my surprise he started to make himself and ME a drink. Puzzled I sat down around the HUGE circular table until he had finished. He put it down in front of me. I stared at it for a second. It was hot chocolate with marshmallows and whipped cream.
"It's not poisoned." He said laughing.
"But it's my favourite!" I said. "How did you know..." he cut me off,
"It's Bella's favourite." He said with a small smile. I smiled back. It must be hard for him, me being here. After all I am his wife's illegitimate child.
"Thank you." I say finally and begin to sip quietly at it.
"What did you want to speak to Bella about?" he asks.
"Oh it was nothing really!" I say embarrassed. And I couldn't elaborate because my mother entered looking wary and over-tired. She stopped dead at the site of me and frowned puzzled.
"OH! Melody what have you done. You better have been nice." She groaned. I looked at Lenstrange who raised his eyebrows at me with a smiled on his face.
"I will have you know that I have been very good." I say laughing. My mother frowns again unsure.
"And now." I say. "I will retire to bed." I say queen like and walk elegantly from the room. And in my tired state I walk straight into...Draco. I groan, now THIS really IS a nightmare.
"Doesn't anybody sleep in this place?" I huff grumpily.
"It's nice to see you to. What happened to before!" he said with a smile firmly plastered cross his face. I was in no mood for games.
"Before DRACO I was in a state of shock." I snap remembering the moment when I thought HEY! Let's kiss Draco! Which was moronic.
"Ok, Ok!" he exclaims. Putting out his hands in mock defeat. I groan I would NEVER live this down. I storm past him muttering to my self as I do so. He sighs and walks into the kitchen. I storm to my bedroom in the same manner that my father did earlier on this evening. And throw myself down onto the bed, and thought to myself, MY LIFE IS A MESS!
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Author's note: Before you say anything sorry for ANY spelling mistakes especially "Lenstrange" SORRY! AND IT WAS THE MOST BORING CHAPTER I HAVE EVER WRITTTEN. Actually It fights with chapter two, because there BOTH AWFUL! I have STILL got writers block so this was the best I could do. And I hope that the characters are a BIT more in roll. Except Draco because I enthuse and I like him just the way he is. SORRY! Ok review people REVIEW. I will update soon! C YAZ! XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX