P.A: ok I know I said this one wouldn't take long and I had an idea for it but I forgot my idea and then couldn't think of anything so I'm just gonna wing it ok?

Chris: yea in other words this one is gonna suck worse than the last chapter.

Angel: shut up Chris or else I'll 0whispers in Chris's ear0

Chris: angel owns nothing but what u don't recognize. On with the story

Hermione: what did you tell her?

Angel: nothing except I'll invite Malfoy over.

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Chris followed Narcissa downstairs with Draco following her. They stepped into the sitting room and narcissa apologized for their tardiness.

"Draco I missed you!" a pug faced girl said in a whiny tone as she practically threw herself at Draco, who caught her and frowned deeply. Chris was furious.

'Oh yes she's not his girlfriend.' She thought sarcastically.

"Draco who is this girl? And why is she here?" she asked in a snobby tone.

"This is Christina and she is helping us help the dark lord." He replied with a sigh. Chris smiled prettily at Pansy who just sneered.

"She looks kind of scrawny and not that pretty." She stated. Chris was shocked and her shock quickly grew into anger. She then muttered insults in French.

"Excuse me?" Pansy was confused.

"Oh I'm sorry when I get excited or nervous I speak another language that was French for 'I love your dress'" Chris said with another pretty smile. 'Not' she thought

"Oh have you been to many places?" asked mister Parkinson as they all sat down.

"Well, I've been to Japan, America, Ireland, France, and China. I don't know much of the foreign languages but I picked a few things." She answered.

"Really how was it in France?" Ms. Parkinson asked.

"Oh it was very pretty, especially after dark when it lit up. Oh how I miss it there I think that France was my favorite place to visit." She said in dreamy voice.

"Really, Dear we simply must visit France again we haven't been in such a long time." She said turning to her husband, who nodded. Narcissa shot Chris an encouraging look.

It was a little while later in the middle of dinner when Chris felt a pain shoot across her forehead.

"Um may I please be excused for one moment." She asked as she started to get up.

"Of course are you ok Miss Potter?" Mr. Malfoy asked her with a slight triumphant smirk. Chris held in a gasp of pain as it happened again and nodded as she quickly exited the room.

"Oh god not now, what is going on Harry?" she whispered to herself. She found out a long time ago that whenever her brother's scar hurt she would also feel the pain. If it got to extreme she would pass out and be able to see, through her brother's eyes, what was happening to him. It was her only connection to her brother, except their blood.

She whimpered again, the dark lord had to be planning something. Her head shot up and she stared at her reflection in the mirror above the sink in the bathroom. She was pale, paler than usual.

"Oh god he KNOWS!" was whispered terrified. She had to get out. She had to leave the Malfoy manor as soon as possible. The pain subsided slightly and she walked back to the dining room.

'And the sooner I get out the better off I'll be.' She thought as she re-joined them.

"Malfoy I need to leave." She told him later that night, as that got ready to lie down. Those were her first words to him in a couple of hours.

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Angel: ok that's all ... for now

Chris: i guess it wasnt that bad.

Angel: told ya