A Malfoy named Weasley
Chapter three- A blast from the past
"Mum." Laura Yelled. It didn't seem right; a man who looked somewhat like Laura had entered the yard.
"What?" Mrs. Weasley asked. She came over to Laura.
"That man, who is it?" Laura asked. Molly Weasley stopped dead in her tracts; Draco Malfoy was standing in their yard. She of coarse knew Laura was a Malfoy, she had known since Laura's serious quiddtich innocent when she was 7. Molly wasn't going to tell Laura, not ever if she could help it. The girl was so young when she came here; she just never thought Draco Malfoy would show up on their doorstep.
"Never you mind." Mrs. Weasley replied.
Draco Malfoy's mind was spinning. He had no idea why he was here, well maybe he did. It was his sister, Laura's twelfth birthday. All he wanted to do was stop by, now he was clueless why. Then it hit him, he had to spread word. The girl was wanted now that they knew she was alive.
"Malfoy what are you doing here?" Harry demanded walking over to Draco. Now Draco was positive he shouldn't have come.
"Nothing Potter, I just wanted to wish my sister happy birthday." He growled back. Harry was confused.
"You have the wrong party Malfoy." Harry spat, drawing his wand.
"No I don't." He replied.
Laura knew she knew who it was, she just wasn't sure how. Then two memories floated into her head.
She looked down from where she was on a broom. Draco was holding her so she wouldn't fall.
"I'm scarred!" She wined. Draco fluffed her hair.
"I won't drop you." Draco confirmed. Laura was still queasy, she was only three and didn't like being high up. Draco flipped the broom over, Laura fell.
"Draco!" She screeched. He dived down to catch her. He grabbed her hands and her back grazed the grass. But a piece of glass cut Laura's back, her back looked red.
The next memory entered her mind.
"Draco, lets play!" Five year old Laura Malfoy begged. Draco gowned, he had just gotten home...
"You hide and I'll stay here and count to a billon." Draco replied. He then fake covered his eyes. Laura ran off in search of a place to hide. Not the kitchen cupboard or the closet, Laura thought. She reached her own room and looked around. There was no place there to hide. Laura decided on the closet so she sat down, and waited. After awhile Draco didn't come so she climbed out and fell asleep on the floor.
"Laura!" Draco called. He had spent a half an hour looking for the little devil. He pushed her door open and there she was, asleep on her floor.
"Laura wake-up." Draco whispered. The little girl woke up.
"What?" Laura asked. Draco pulled out his wand.
"What are you doing with that?" Laura whispered afraid.
"You're going on a little trip." He replied. And with a flick of his wand and a little spell Laura was lout of sight, well his sight.
Then it hit Laura, she was related to him. The thing that confused her was why she wasn't living with him. Did she do something? She head towards Draco, she wanted to know what was up.
"Draco, it was more then a little trip." Laura spat. Ron, Harry, and Draco all looked at her.
"What?" Draco asked.
"I said, "What are going to do with that". You said "you're going on a little trip"." Laura retorted.
"What are you talking about?" Ron demanded.
"Do you know where I was until I was five?" She challenged. Ron was speechless, she knew what was going on and he most definitely didn't.
"Why Draco?" Laura yelled. She was very frustrated at her "brother" at the moment.
"It was for your own good." Draco replied he didn't even raise his voice.
"How could it be for my own good?" She screeched.
"They wanted me to kixl you. How do you kxll your baby sister?" He mumbled. Laura had no idea what to do, or say. She wanted to hug him, but yet she wanted to yell at him too.
"Oh." That was all she could manage.
