Chapter 4

Rachel had stayed at Draco's last night in the spare room. His house was quite nice, really untidy though. It was obvious that Hermione had done the cleaning when she was alive and Draco didn't really know what to do. The freezer was lined with different meals, which had her sisters writing on. She hadn't really slept that night, she had spent most of the night exploring the house that she was in. It wasn't rude to look around, maybe open a few cupboards well she didn't think so anyway. She did feel awkward in the morning she didn't know whether to go and make herself breakfast, go home or what. She decided that she was just going to stay in bed until she heard Draco up in the kitchen, then she would act like she has just got up. That would be the best way so she did, it didn't take long for him to wake up she heard the shower going, it stopped then the kettle was put on about 10 minutes later.

Rachel walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, Draco was making himself some breakfast. He didn't hear her at first until she kicked the chair and screamed in pain. It made him jump so he turned around to see what she had done.

"Well good morning to you too. What have you done?"

"Kicked the bloody stool" Draco just stood there laughing. "Its not funny, it bloody hurt, I could die from this you know. I bet I've broken my toe, my bones break because of strange reasons. I broke my wrist getting an orange juice out the fridge!"

"Well that's unfortunate. So have you decided whether you are going to go to Sunday Dinner or not?"

"No, I probably won't go to be honest. Not worth the stress of it all, I'll go back when I know that he has gone!" Rachel was actually hoping in her head that Draco would come up with a better plan, because she didn't like chickening out of things especially when her sister is involved.

"That's rubbish Rachel; you need to stick up for yourself let everyone know what you are thinking about the situation. You can't hide forever, not like this you need to talk to your Father and sort things out. It looks like you're going to have the one who makes the first move; it doesn't look like he is going to anytime soon" Rachel knew that he was right, she just doesn't like admitting that people are right.

"Well what do you suggest then?" She was really hoping that he had a plan right now, because she simply had nothing that she could think to do.

"I suggest that you go and I come with you"

Well that was unexpected. Rachel didn't expect that at all, she thought that he was simply going to say you go and talk to him. Not that he was going to go with her to support her. She actually couldn't believe that he would do that for her, maybe he was already meant to be going and he just felt sorry for her so said that he would go with her? It was a rare occasion that Rachel is speechless, but this just happened to be one of them occasions, she literally did not know what to say. She didn't want to make it awkward, which she was already doing as she was stood staring at him with a look on her face of confusion. She decided that she better actually say something instead of just standing there.

"Urmm…right….yes go for it!" Well that went well she thought it sounded like she didn't actually want him to come, but she really did.

"Are you sure?" Yep her thoughts were right, he did think that she didn't want him to come, brilliant.

"Yes! Sorry it was just slightly a shock that you would be willing to come to the last supper!"

"Of course I would. It's not going to be like the last supper, for starters there will be more food!"

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Rachel seemed to be having a good morning, however her twin sister Emily was having the completely opposite morning. Everything seemed to be getting on her nerves, and nothing was going right for her. She was freaking out because she didn't know whether her sister would be back for lunch, whether she was going to be back at all, whether she is alive and what exactly her Father is going to say when she tells him that she may have lost her sister he will go mental at her even though she is now a grown women it did not stop Snape from shouting at her.

"Em will you please calm down. Rachel is going to turn up when she wants to don't worry about her she is a grown woman. As for your Father he will not judge you for this at all, he doesn't have the right to do that" Ron knew that technically he did because Snape was Emily's Father, but it wasn't her fault that her sister stormed out on her, so he didn't have the right to shout at her because it wasn't her fault. He just wanted to try and make his wife feel better, he knew that she wants to impress her Father all the time, and make him proud. She also wanted to make her mother proud, perhaps let her see exactly what she was missing out on.

"Fine, I will do enough assuming that everyone is going to be here, but if they are not you will be having this for a week!" And she wasn't even joking!

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Rachel still couldn't believe that Draco was coming with her. He was getting ready upstairs, because she stormed out the house she had nothing to wear but what she had worn yesterday to the party. She was planning to change when she got there, because she didn't like wearing things two days in a row. Draco was getting ready to go, so she was currently sat awkwardly not knowing what to do in the lounge. There was loads of pictures around all on the walls, which had mostly Hermione in, and Draco of course. There was one of Draco, Hermione, Emily and Ron. Stood outside Hogwarts on which looked like to be Emily's first day of teaching because she had a box of stuff. They all looked so happy, Draco wasn't smiling at the camera he was looking at his wife. There was pure love in his eyes, Rachel had always thought that someone evil like what she thought Draco was, isn't able to feel emotions like love. But it was clear from the photo that he was in love, and he had changed considerably from who he was back at Hogwarts. She was still stood there holding the photo when Draco walked in.

"Rachel you ready?"

"Yeah, you look so happy in this photo!"

"That's because I was happy. That was Emily's first day if teaching your Father is taking the photo actually. Anyway let's get going!"