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Chapter 4

"My lord?" Draco said, with his head bent down as he entered the room.

"He just left", a young girls voice spoke. Draco took courage to look up and faced a most beautiful girl. She had long, brown hair, a structured, yet feminine face and the most clear blue eyes.

"Oh", was all he could say. Alice examined the boy in front of her, whom seemed utterly relieved that her father had left.

"I'm Alice", she said and reached out her right hand. He took it gently and gave her a shy smile.

"Draco", he said before removing his gaze from her again. He cleared his throat before asking; "Will you join us for dinner?" She accepted his invitation and under silence they walked together, trough the sitting room to the dining room. Narcissa and Anna were already there. Draco sat down next to his mother, while Alice took place beside Draco, on the other side of the table from her mother.

"Is something wrong, sweetheart?" Anna asked. Alice ignored her, but her mother's seeking gaze was hard to avoid.

"Why did you lie to me?" Alice asked. Anna was for a moment stunned by her daughter.

"What?" All four of them stopped eating.

"Why did you never take me to buy a wand?" Alice asked. The seriousness and the disappointment in her voice were unmistakable. Anna didn't know what to answer, the truth? That she was too afraid of what her daughter might become? "You never even told me that I am a witch!" Narcissa gasped and looked over at Anna after the second statement.

"You never told...?" It was as if she couldn't even finish the sentence. "She is of the finest blood..." Silence followed. Alice took a quick look around the room. There was really nothing in it besides from the enormous table, the fireplace, and the chairs. No paintings on the wall, no curtains by the windows, just cold stone.

"If she was my daughter I'd given her only the best..."

Anna interrupted her in an annoyed tone; "Well she isn't your daughter now is she?"

"I'd rather be..." They both ignored her.

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were a blood-traitor", Narcissa replied. Alice leaned in to Draco, who seemed dumbfounded by the two arguing grownups.

"What is a blood-traitor?" she whispered. He looked at her with surprise.

"It's pureblood wizards that interact with muggles or mudbloods or disgraces their blood in other was", he said. Anna stood up and left the table is silence.

"We'll go get you a wand tomorrow Alice", Narcissa said with a soft smile before leaving the room as well.

"So you never heard of magic?" Draco asked. Alice shook her head.

"Well, in stories and so, but no", she said. "Yet I've always known I was different from the other in the village we used to live in."

"I've got to go", Draco said after taking a look at his wristwatch. "I'll see you round", he said before leaving her alone in the big dining room.

She looked at the clock, they were leaving at ten am, and it was now 09.50. She hadn't seen, much less spoken to her mother since the night before. Was it so wrong of her to wanting to know the truth?

"Are you wearing that?" She turned around and faced Draco.

"What's wrong with it?" she asked confused. She wore a white, crocheted dress that ended just above her knees along with a pair of knitted, gray tights.

"Nothing really", he said. "It suits you very well", he said to make sure she wasn't offended. "But it will make you look like a house-elf among goblins." She giggled and put her hand over her mouth.

"Alright big boy, got a plan to fix it?" she said on the brink of laughing. For a moment he felt offended, but then he wasn't sure if he should just laugh with her or put on an angry frown.

"I guess we could look trough some of my mum's old dresses and see if they fit?" He said nervously. She smiled and followed him upstairs. They passed four black doors before he turned left and opened one of them.

"Wow", Alice said as they entered the room. It had been redecorated to an enormous wardrobe; cloths were hanging along the walls, from the floor all way up to the roof. Some of them were dusty and seemed ancient. Light curtains, which let the lights in but removed the direct sunlight, hung over the big windows.

"Just pick anything you fancy", he said. Most of the clothes were black, but she'd noticed something blue in the right corner. A mirror was placed in the middle of the room; she walked over and held the blue dress in front of her. It might just fit her. She looked over at Draco, whom watched her closely.

"Oh, excuse me", he said, as if he'd caught himself. "I'll wait outside", he said and stepped outside the room. She pulled her own, white dress over her head and easily slid in to the blue dress.

"You can come inside now", she said and gave him a gentle smile as he re-entered the room.

"It looks good on you", he said and his cheeks turned in to the brightest pink.

"It is a bit to big tough", she said, pulling the fabric together at the waist. He walked over to her and stood behind her I the mirror.

"It's a corset", he said and pulled up the ties on the back.

"It's a what?"

"A corset", he said again. "You can change the size of it by tighten or loosen the ribbons in the back", he explained. She looked at herself in the mirror, the dress fit perfectly.

"Thank you", she said with a gentle smile.

"Draco? Alice?" Draco looked at his wristwatch; it was time to go.