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will get lucky after this chapter. Hmm. I hope there aren't people reading
and not reviewing. that would make me sad (. Well, as you all know I do not
own any of J.K. Rowling's characters because if I did I would be filthy
stinking rich and taking baths in amounts of 50 and 100-dollar bills. But
until then I will just write for FanFiction.net. Summary: Draco finds out!
Haha! Boy just wait until you find out what his reaction is.
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Draco gave Lacey an odd look but casually sat down on the couch in the common room. Lacey took a deep breath and sat across from him. She looked at him sternly before speaking. "Look, this is very hard for me to explain to you and I am quite afraid of what your reaction will be, but, here goes anyway. Draco, yes I am very much related to you."
Draco's face gave in to the look that he knew he was right. "I knew it. You're like a second cousin from my mother's side right?"
Lacey frowned, "Actually, I'm not at all related to your mother."
Draco seemed confused; "You're related to my father? He has told me of his family. We don't speak to them but I am positive you are most certainly not related to my father."
"Well, Draco, the thing is, your father does not know I am related to him. Bloody hell, he doesn't even know I exist. What I'm trying to say is that, Draco I'm your half-sister." Draco went slightly paler then he normally was. He looked at her like she had two heads.
"That's impossible! I do not have an older sister! And a half- sister?! That would mean my father had a child with another woman who was not my own mother! And that is impossible, Lacey!"
Lacey grew slightly irritated and stood up, her voice loud, "Well, obviously it isn't Mr. Know-It-All! Your father most certainly was with my mother before he was with Narcissa! I am two years older than you are, you know! But obviously Lucius thought my mother was not GOOD enough for him and went off merrily with Narcissa, leaving my mother heart broken and pregnant! Of course he never knew because when my mother planned on telling him she saw him with. with NARCISSA! She vowed he would never, ever find out and that I would never be like him! She didn't even want me coming here for obvious reasons! She is afraid that once Lucius finds out he will want me to be a Malfoy and you know what that would mean? You would no longer be his heir." Her voice became calm and collected, "Because dear brother, I am the eldest now."
Draco jumped out of his seat, "NO! I will not let you simply come in here and take everything I have worked so hard to accomplish!"
Lacey laughed softly, "Dear little brother, I do not want his money or fortune. Keep that for your own liking. All I really wanted is for you to know the truth. I figured you were already suspicious that I was related, might as well tell you I am your half-sister." Her face became worried and she spoke in a pleading tone, "But I beg of you, please do not tell a soul! No one must ever know, and neither should father. Please, if he is to know I will tell him, but you must not. Do not tell anyone of Slytherin, or Gryffindor or of the other houses."
An evil smile crept up on Draco's lips, "And if I don't?"
Lacey narrowed her eyes, "Then you will be digging your own poor grave. Because I will take everything you have worked for. And you will be left being the middle child. We wouldn't want that now would we?"
"You just said you didn't want to be my father's heir!"
"Oh I don't! But like every other Malfoy, I will take revenge when it is needed. But, we must go on acting like nothing has changed. We can't all of sudden act like brother and sister, people would grow suspicious and the last thing I want is people snubbing me because they would find out we have the same father. The same man in which many of them hate."
"No one hates my father, they simply respect him!"
Lacey laughed, "Are you that blind? Well, if you really are like him, I wouldn't be surprised! Well, we better get to dinner. Remember what I said, Draco. I mean Malfoy." Lacey walked out of the common room and was now in the dungeon. She hoped that telling Draco wasn't as big of a mistake as her mother made it out to be. She took a side-glance at one of the mirrors and noticed her hair was a mess, and was in need of a good brushing. She pulled out her wand, muttered a spell, and her hair was straight and shiny as it had been before Quidditch. She smiled to herself before walking into the Great Hall, then a sinking feeling in her stomach hit her. She remembered earlier about the run-in with the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She was afraid that now her new friends were going to dislike her because not only was she in their rival house, but was also playing against them on the Quidditch field.
Lacey took in a deep breath and walked into the Great Hall. She started to walk to the Gryffindor table when two people grabbed each of her arms. "Derrick! Bole! Let go of me!" Lacey shouted at each of the Slytherin Beaters.
"We were afraid you lost your sense of direction. You were heading toward the Gryffindor table. C'mon we saved you a seat." Derrick said.
Bole nodded, "Yea, besides what would you want with THEM anyway?"
"They're my friends, that's why!"
Derrick and Bole laughed, "You've got quite a sense of humor there, Lacey. Friends, with the Gryffindors?! Haha!" Derrick replied as him and Bole led her to her seat.
Lacey said, "But I'm being serious! They really are my friends!"
"Which ones?" Bole asked.
"Fred and George Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, his sister Ginny, and Hermione Granger." Bole and Derrick started laughing hysterically. "I do not find this hilarious!" The whole entire Slytherin table directed their attention to the sudden laughter of the two. Lacey looked across toward the Gryffindor table and saw that none of her "friends" even glanced toward her. Draco, Marcus and another Slytherin Chaser, Montague, entered the Great Hall and immediately asked what was going on. When Derrick told them, they too started laughing.
"You? Friends with those two sorry excuse for beaters on the Gryffindor team?! Remember, you are in Slytherin, not Gryffindor!" Flint said. Lacey grew angry.
She yelled, "Oh grow up the lot of you! So what if I have friends in a different house! It's because absolutely none of you have shown me any kindness and have only given me cold stares and whispered behind my back! THEY HAVE BEEN MY ONLY FRIENDS! And if anyone is a sorry excuse for anything it's all of you!!!" This time the whole entire hall heard Lacey's yells and quieted down to listen. Her face started to turn red with anger and she stormed out of the Great Hall, not caring about her empty stomach or the silent tears running down her face. She was so upset, she didn't hear the footsteps behind her.
"Lacey! Lacey, wait up!" She recognized the voice as Fred's.
She managed to croak, "Leave me alone!" Her crying was getting worse, as she walked out of the doors of Hogwarts and into the night. She sat down under a tree, her face in her hands. So many thoughts raced through her mind. They all thought she was being silly about being friends with the others and how upset her friends must be with her. She only came to her senses when she felt Fred sit next to her.
His voice was full of worry, but soft at the same time. "Lacey, what is wrong? What happened back there?" Lacey dropped her hands from her face, and looked at him through blurry eyes.
"They all laughed at me. They thought I was kidding when I said I was friends with all of you. They're acting like-like they are my only friends. And that-I-should not be friends with you. They said that I am-in-Slytherin not-Gryffindor and that I should-start acting like it." Her tears had only slightly stopped and she was starting to get the hiccups. (A/N: Sry bout this, but doesn't anyone else start getting the hiccups if they cry too much? Because I know I do.) Fred put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug.
"It's okay Lacey. We are still friends with you, don't worry about that. And we aren't upset about you being on Slytherin's team. We do understand that you are in Slytherin, so might as well play Quidditch. I am mad about the fact that they were all laughing at you like that, but they are Slytherins at heart. What can you expect for those sort of people?" Lacey's tears quickened, but only because it was a relief to hear those words. So they weren't mad at her, and that's all Lacey wanted to hear.
She said quietly, "Thank you Fred, I was worried most of all, that you would be upset about me making the team." Fred kissed her on her forehead.
"I could never be upset with you over that. I care for you too much. We better get back inside. I don't want those Slytherins coming out here and trying to look for you. They would probably make things worse anyway." Lacey nodded and Fred stood up, offering her his hand. She took it gratefully and walked next to Fred. She was very exhausted from the days events and was grateful Fred was there to make sure nothing more happened. When they walked inside however, the players of the Slytherin Quidditch team were waiting and she looked over towards Draco. He had a scowl on his face and looked with disgust at Fred. She looked down at the ground not wanting to look at the others.
"That stupid Weasley keeps trying to take her away." Marcus said to Draco.
Draco replied, "I know. We will have to start making sure this sort of thing doesn't happen again."
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Draco gave Lacey an odd look but casually sat down on the couch in the common room. Lacey took a deep breath and sat across from him. She looked at him sternly before speaking. "Look, this is very hard for me to explain to you and I am quite afraid of what your reaction will be, but, here goes anyway. Draco, yes I am very much related to you."
Draco's face gave in to the look that he knew he was right. "I knew it. You're like a second cousin from my mother's side right?"
Lacey frowned, "Actually, I'm not at all related to your mother."
Draco seemed confused; "You're related to my father? He has told me of his family. We don't speak to them but I am positive you are most certainly not related to my father."
"Well, Draco, the thing is, your father does not know I am related to him. Bloody hell, he doesn't even know I exist. What I'm trying to say is that, Draco I'm your half-sister." Draco went slightly paler then he normally was. He looked at her like she had two heads.
"That's impossible! I do not have an older sister! And a half- sister?! That would mean my father had a child with another woman who was not my own mother! And that is impossible, Lacey!"
Lacey grew slightly irritated and stood up, her voice loud, "Well, obviously it isn't Mr. Know-It-All! Your father most certainly was with my mother before he was with Narcissa! I am two years older than you are, you know! But obviously Lucius thought my mother was not GOOD enough for him and went off merrily with Narcissa, leaving my mother heart broken and pregnant! Of course he never knew because when my mother planned on telling him she saw him with. with NARCISSA! She vowed he would never, ever find out and that I would never be like him! She didn't even want me coming here for obvious reasons! She is afraid that once Lucius finds out he will want me to be a Malfoy and you know what that would mean? You would no longer be his heir." Her voice became calm and collected, "Because dear brother, I am the eldest now."
Draco jumped out of his seat, "NO! I will not let you simply come in here and take everything I have worked so hard to accomplish!"
Lacey laughed softly, "Dear little brother, I do not want his money or fortune. Keep that for your own liking. All I really wanted is for you to know the truth. I figured you were already suspicious that I was related, might as well tell you I am your half-sister." Her face became worried and she spoke in a pleading tone, "But I beg of you, please do not tell a soul! No one must ever know, and neither should father. Please, if he is to know I will tell him, but you must not. Do not tell anyone of Slytherin, or Gryffindor or of the other houses."
An evil smile crept up on Draco's lips, "And if I don't?"
Lacey narrowed her eyes, "Then you will be digging your own poor grave. Because I will take everything you have worked for. And you will be left being the middle child. We wouldn't want that now would we?"
"You just said you didn't want to be my father's heir!"
"Oh I don't! But like every other Malfoy, I will take revenge when it is needed. But, we must go on acting like nothing has changed. We can't all of sudden act like brother and sister, people would grow suspicious and the last thing I want is people snubbing me because they would find out we have the same father. The same man in which many of them hate."
"No one hates my father, they simply respect him!"
Lacey laughed, "Are you that blind? Well, if you really are like him, I wouldn't be surprised! Well, we better get to dinner. Remember what I said, Draco. I mean Malfoy." Lacey walked out of the common room and was now in the dungeon. She hoped that telling Draco wasn't as big of a mistake as her mother made it out to be. She took a side-glance at one of the mirrors and noticed her hair was a mess, and was in need of a good brushing. She pulled out her wand, muttered a spell, and her hair was straight and shiny as it had been before Quidditch. She smiled to herself before walking into the Great Hall, then a sinking feeling in her stomach hit her. She remembered earlier about the run-in with the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She was afraid that now her new friends were going to dislike her because not only was she in their rival house, but was also playing against them on the Quidditch field.
Lacey took in a deep breath and walked into the Great Hall. She started to walk to the Gryffindor table when two people grabbed each of her arms. "Derrick! Bole! Let go of me!" Lacey shouted at each of the Slytherin Beaters.
"We were afraid you lost your sense of direction. You were heading toward the Gryffindor table. C'mon we saved you a seat." Derrick said.
Bole nodded, "Yea, besides what would you want with THEM anyway?"
"They're my friends, that's why!"
Derrick and Bole laughed, "You've got quite a sense of humor there, Lacey. Friends, with the Gryffindors?! Haha!" Derrick replied as him and Bole led her to her seat.
Lacey said, "But I'm being serious! They really are my friends!"
"Which ones?" Bole asked.
"Fred and George Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, his sister Ginny, and Hermione Granger." Bole and Derrick started laughing hysterically. "I do not find this hilarious!" The whole entire Slytherin table directed their attention to the sudden laughter of the two. Lacey looked across toward the Gryffindor table and saw that none of her "friends" even glanced toward her. Draco, Marcus and another Slytherin Chaser, Montague, entered the Great Hall and immediately asked what was going on. When Derrick told them, they too started laughing.
"You? Friends with those two sorry excuse for beaters on the Gryffindor team?! Remember, you are in Slytherin, not Gryffindor!" Flint said. Lacey grew angry.
She yelled, "Oh grow up the lot of you! So what if I have friends in a different house! It's because absolutely none of you have shown me any kindness and have only given me cold stares and whispered behind my back! THEY HAVE BEEN MY ONLY FRIENDS! And if anyone is a sorry excuse for anything it's all of you!!!" This time the whole entire hall heard Lacey's yells and quieted down to listen. Her face started to turn red with anger and she stormed out of the Great Hall, not caring about her empty stomach or the silent tears running down her face. She was so upset, she didn't hear the footsteps behind her.
"Lacey! Lacey, wait up!" She recognized the voice as Fred's.
She managed to croak, "Leave me alone!" Her crying was getting worse, as she walked out of the doors of Hogwarts and into the night. She sat down under a tree, her face in her hands. So many thoughts raced through her mind. They all thought she was being silly about being friends with the others and how upset her friends must be with her. She only came to her senses when she felt Fred sit next to her.
His voice was full of worry, but soft at the same time. "Lacey, what is wrong? What happened back there?" Lacey dropped her hands from her face, and looked at him through blurry eyes.
"They all laughed at me. They thought I was kidding when I said I was friends with all of you. They're acting like-like they are my only friends. And that-I-should not be friends with you. They said that I am-in-Slytherin not-Gryffindor and that I should-start acting like it." Her tears had only slightly stopped and she was starting to get the hiccups. (A/N: Sry bout this, but doesn't anyone else start getting the hiccups if they cry too much? Because I know I do.) Fred put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug.
"It's okay Lacey. We are still friends with you, don't worry about that. And we aren't upset about you being on Slytherin's team. We do understand that you are in Slytherin, so might as well play Quidditch. I am mad about the fact that they were all laughing at you like that, but they are Slytherins at heart. What can you expect for those sort of people?" Lacey's tears quickened, but only because it was a relief to hear those words. So they weren't mad at her, and that's all Lacey wanted to hear.
She said quietly, "Thank you Fred, I was worried most of all, that you would be upset about me making the team." Fred kissed her on her forehead.
"I could never be upset with you over that. I care for you too much. We better get back inside. I don't want those Slytherins coming out here and trying to look for you. They would probably make things worse anyway." Lacey nodded and Fred stood up, offering her his hand. She took it gratefully and walked next to Fred. She was very exhausted from the days events and was grateful Fred was there to make sure nothing more happened. When they walked inside however, the players of the Slytherin Quidditch team were waiting and she looked over towards Draco. He had a scowl on his face and looked with disgust at Fred. She looked down at the ground not wanting to look at the others.
"That stupid Weasley keeps trying to take her away." Marcus said to Draco.
Draco replied, "I know. We will have to start making sure this sort of thing doesn't happen again."
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