Working On It Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...If I did then the stories I write would be in the book

Chapter 1:

Dear Diary,

I have always known I was adopted but I never imagined this. I am a Malfoy. I am related to the worst pureblood family of them all. How on earth did this happen! I'm Draco Malfoy's Sister! I'm not supposed to be a Malfoy! I'm just supposed to be a lonely girl that is not noticed as you walk by them. But no. I'm a Malfoy! I was supposed to be just a friend of Ginny Weasley and in GRYFFINDOR! How will the Malfoys react if they find out I'm in Gryffindor! I have to meet them today and then decide on a day that I will move out according to my 'parents.' And my adoptive parents agreed! They told me that it should be soon so I get to know them before school! They actually said that! All that sounds to me is really 'Hey get out soon, like tomorrow, so we don't have to live with you the rest of the summer.' They really want to spend time with me before I go. Oh my god I just thought of something! What will Ginny think now that I'm a Malfoy! O what about my other friends like Hermione and Dreea! This has got to be the worst thing that has ever happened to me! I mean is there really anything good coming out of this! Oh sure I'm now officially a pureblood and no one can call me mudblood but I never really cared about that before. And sure being a Malfoy makes me rich but that's something I couldn't care less about. I better hurry up and get ready to go meet them at some restaurant that my parents are dropping me off at in Diagon Ally. Oh joy!

Maura

Maura Fausta or now it would be Maura Malfoy sighed as she closed her diary. She then placed it on her night stand and walked over to her dresser and picked out a cute tee-shirt and jeans. Just because they were her family didn't mean she had to get all dressed up for them. Who cares if they are Malfoys and rich, it did make her want to get all dressed up in makeup and ware a fancy dress. She then pulled her shoulder length brown hair into a small pony tail. She than looked into her mirror and her brown eyes examined herself. She looked nothing like a Malfoy. She didn't have their blond hair or grey or blue eyes. Were they sure they had the right girl?

Maura then walked into the Living room where she kept her shoes. She slipped on some flip flops and waited for her adoptive parents so she could leave. Not that she really wanted to leave any time soon. Within minutes to her displeasure they came into the room to leave. Maura didn't say a word to them as they asked her if she was ready to go. She only nodded her head and got up to follow them to the fireplace. First her 'Mother' went in and shouted "Diagon Ally!" followed closely by her 'Father' and then of course her who both did the same as her 'Mother.'

'This is going to be tons of fun,' Maura thought as they arrived at the restaurant. She didn't even care what the restaurant was called or that it looked like one of those places that you could save your money for a year and still not have enough to buy a meal. All she wanted was to go back to her room write a letter to her best friend Ginny Weasley and stay there for the rest of the summer. But of course like always she wouldn't get her way.

Before she knew it she was stopped behind her adoptive parents and only able to guess that she was at the Malfoys table due to the fact that her adoptive parents were in front of her. She leaned a little to the side and then she could see them through her adoptive parents. Her 'real' father Looked well, like he always did. Powerful and rich. Her 'real' mother sat with elegance and poise. She was a really beautiful women with blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. And then there was Draco. He seemed a little different than he does when he is in school. He actually looked like, like he wanted to meet her. Maura couldn't believe it. Draco Malfoy actually looked like he was sort of anxious. But of course no one else would have guessed that because Maura was just one of those people who can read your expressions and feelings and it just annoyed the heck out of you. Maura couldn't help but feel a little bad that they were all dressed up in very nice dress robes and she was there in muggle clothes. But only a little. Make that very, very little. She didn't really like them after all.

"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy! It is such a pleasure to meet you!" Maura's 'Mother' exclaimed. Maura only rolled her eyes when she heard her. She sounded so fake! Couldn't they tell! Honestly.

"Hello Mrs. Fausta, Mr. Fausta." Her 'father' replied. Maura just wanted to run out before anyone noticed now. Her feet however, had appeared to have a mind of their own when they wouldn't move. "I assure you it is a pleasure for me as well. I assume you have brought our daughter with you, am I right?"

"Why yes! Of course!" Maura's adoptive mother turned around and pushed her in front of her. All Maura could think now was that she can't run away before being noticed. "This is Mau-"

"YOU!" Draco stood up abruptly and cut Mrs. Fausta off. Now she defiantly wished she left before she was noticed. Draco recognized her and now she wouldn't have to tell them about being a Gryffindor. Maura brought her arms up and crossed them over her chest waiting for him to continue with a bored expression on her face.

"Well I guess we'll be going since you already know each other I'm guessing. Bye now!" and with that they quickly slipped out of the restaurant. At least their finally gone. Maura thought.

"Draco! How dare you act so rudely! And to your sister! Sit down and explain yourself right now." Her 'mother' told Draco. They actually thought that she was their daughter! How could they! Could they not see how different she looked from them!

"Mother! She can't be my sister!" Draco just couldn't believe that she was his sister. He remembered her from when he went over to annoy Harry Potter. She was always quite and stayed around the youngest Weasley, Ginny, or the female third of the 'golden' trio, Hermione Granger. But that wasn't the worst of it! She was in Griffendor. The only house that he just couldn't stand. They were always prancing around like they were the best and he just couldn't stand it.

"Now why in Merlin's name can't she, Draco?" Her 'mother,' for she still wasn't convinced, asked her son. She had a very confused look in her eyes.

"Because she's in Gryffindor! And she is friends with the female Weasley!" However after he said this his parents didn't look the least bit shocked. In fact Maura, who could always read people, didn't see shock. They already KNEW! And they still think that I'm their daughter! Maura thought. She had every right to be mad to. These people must have been out their minds to still think that she, Maura Fausta, was actually Maura Malfoy.

"YOU KNEW!" Both Maura and Draco yelled at the same time. It was the fist time that Maura had spoken in a couple of days, due to not talking to he foster parents, so her voice sounded a little squeaky. However, it could have just been because she was really mad. After they both said it though they quickly stared at the other.

"Why of course we knew that she was in Gryffindor, Draco! It all had to due with how she had a muggle name and how differently she was brought up due to being in the muggle world. You couldn't have possibly thought that she was going to be in Slytherin did you?" Draco shook his head. "We also knew she wouldn't be in Slytherin and we were hoping a house like Ravenclaw but she wasn't so we just have to live with her being in Gryffindor." Her 'mother' sounded very calm and like she didn't care what house she was in. But her 'father' on the other hand, looked really angry. Well it wasn't her fault!

"Can't she be resorted?" Draco's question was reasonable. If she was resorted then she might be in Slytherin and be more like a Malfoy. But the only problem Maura had with that was the being a Slytherin part. It would mean she wouldn't be anywhere near her friends that were in Gryffindor anymore. It would also mean that she would officially be, without any doubt, a real Malfoy. If she was defiantly a Malfoy and in Slytherin then her friends would never talk to her. Being a Malfoy and Slytherin would ruin her life. And she knew it.

"She could," Draco sighed when he heard this but then his mother continued. "But the hat would send her right back to Gryffindor." The thing that his mother knew was that no matter what they told her or how they changed how she thought of her blood, she was still her. Nothing could change how Maura was.

"What?" Draco couldn't believe what he was hearing. And neither could Maura for that matter. If she was resorted she would still be in Gryffindor. That was when it hit her. Maura realized that it was just like the her friend Dreea and her brother Alex. Dreea's whole family including her brother were always in Ravenclaw but Dreea was placed in Gryffindor. Dreea had told her one time that it was because she was different from the rest of her family. Maura figured that the same must apply to her as well.

"Even if she was resorted she would be in Gryffindor. My friend went in for resorting once and came out in the same house. She told me that it was because she was still herself. It was a shame too because she would have made a great Slytherin. Anyway, Maura, please take a seat so everyone stops staring." They hadn't noticed in the middle of their shouting that people had started to stare at them. Maura sighed and sat down in the empty seat across from her Mother. After she sat everyone seemed to stop staring.

"Why do you think that I'm related to you? I look nothing like you." Maura was able to ask calmly. She pulled back some of her loose brown hair that fell in her face.

"But you do look like us dear. Your just under a small spell that was placed on you before the wizarding adoption agency gave you away." When her 'mother' said that and saw she still looked confused she continued. "Wizard adoption agencies place spells on wizards who are adopted, which aren't many, have spells placed on them to change their appearance. To protect them when they come into the wizarding world. It is easy to spot a pureblood with a muggle name and that would disgrace to them and that family. Or in other words highly frowned upon in the wizarding world. That's why the agencies first put a spell to disguise their pureblood features and live their life more peaceful if the family really didn't want them." Draco and Maura looked shocked. Wizards did that? Maura was able to understand some of it. She understood that it would be better to live in disguise. Which is what she wanted to do. Right?

"Why did you put me up for adoption then?" Maura asked her Mother looking now at her plate. Her question was interrupted how ever when the waiter showed up.

"My I get your orders?" He asked them.

"The usual. And two the same for the girl as my wife." Maura's Father ordered for them and with that the waiter left. "We didn't want to put you up for adoption but we had to."

"You had to?" Maura was now very confused with the whole situation. She couldn't think of a reason that anyone like them to give up a child. They had, and still have, everything.

"You were born with a wizarding disease that at the time didn't have a cure but now it does. When you-know-who found out that you had it he ordered you to be killed. But we begged to instead put you up for adoption until a cure was found." Her Mother at some point gained tears in her eyes and was now wiping her eyes. "It's just so good to have you back." Maura had no idea what to say. Her Mother looked so happy to have her there so she decided one thing. She would give being a Malfoy a chance.

"I really don't know what to say." Maura was still looking at her plate when the waiter brought everything they ordered, or well her Father ordered anyway. Her Father placed a vile in front of her before she was able to eat anything.

"Take this with your water every day for a week and you will be cured. The disease, I believe we didn't tell you, was in your body holding half of your energy and living off it. This potion will release all it took and you will be cured. Otherwise you would have only lived half the life you would have without the disease." Maura nodded and mixed the potion with her water.

Through out the rest of the dinner Maura told them about herself and how she was. It was then after they were done eating did they ask her something she wasn't sure of. "Do you want us to take the spell off you now?" She wasn't sure. Should she? She knew it was going to happen at some point, but now?

"If your unsure we can when you come to live with us." Her Mother told her. But this only arose something else she was unsure of. When would she go live with them? "Ah, I guess that your foster parents didn't tell you. Your moving in with us next week before they go on vacation in America." Maura's eyes widened. No wonder they had told her to chose a time soon. How could they do this to me. Was all she could think about the situation.

Well tell me how the first Chapter of Working On It was! The more you review the more I write! I promise! No really I do! Don't look at me like that Rosa! Or You viewers! Lol! Till next time! Oh and be truthful in your reveiws!

Yours Truly Kaida Salene