Chapter 4
**Milia POV**
Down in the Great Hall Draco sat next to me in our usual place at the table as I started to pour oats into my small bowl before reaching over for the squirty bottle of maple syrup and began to squeeze a swirl on the top.
"Drakie!" Draco visibly cringed in disgust as Pansy Parkinson came over like a bouncing love sick puppy.
"Have you missed me, what a silly question of course you did!" She sat down and draped herself over Draco's arm trying to give him the 'best view' of her small assets. Putting a spoonful of oats and syrup into my mouth I shook my head at the look of fear and resentment Draco was emitting. Parkinson snapped her head up and glared at me for being in reaching distance of her prey.
"And who might you be?" Parkinson looked her up and down in dismay.
"It doesn't matter" Lacing my words with dripping venom I stared icily at the fellow Slytherin witch.
"I think it does considering you are sitting next to and are talking to my boyfriend" Draco sighed as he tried to correct Pansy's mistake but she was having none of it and kept yapping ... clearly living up to her pug like name.
"So what makes you think you have the right to talk to him!" Fire roared into Pansy's eyes, gearing for any argument that may follow.
"A, I'm Head Girl so five points from Slytherin for being rude to the Head Girl and B, my name is Milia Snape is that enough reason to speak to him. If not please wright me a letter expressing your concern, If I do not reply in an allotted time it is clear I don't give a crap" Just as my mouth closed around another spoonful of oats, the owls swooped down form the owlery with the mornings post. Pansy stropped off in a huff and joined her girlfriends at the bottom end of the table. A normal school barn owl dropped off a copy of the Daily Prophet and a bundle of letters, placing them in front of my bowl on the oak table.
I hastily grabbed the bundle of letters as I sifted through them, the first on top was addressed to Hermione so I put that to the back of the pile -so none of the other Slytherin's saw the familiar Gryffindors name-. Flicking through the rest in hand, I only took One out that was addressed to Milia, I burnt the rest with a click of my finger and thumb the whole of the dinning table sent me some strange looks -not that I care of course-.
"Family problems," I half mumbled to the nosy lot, earning an concerned look from Draco. The sensation of burning liquid welled up in eyes as the feeling of tears became too much, grabbing half a slice of toast cut into a triangle I quickly walked from the dinning room and up into the heads common room.
Once in the common room I just collapsed onto one of the comfortable high backed chairs and opened up the only letter addressed in my proper name. It was from my ... Mother Bellatrix.
Milia,
Darling I'm over joyed to find out that you are safe and back to us. I hope you will come home and see me with you Father over the upcoming holidays. He has been pilling himself with work to help him cope with you being taken away from us ... Anyway I'll meet you at home, your Father will help get you here. I think you'll like it. I can't wait to see how you've grown.
Love your Mother Bellatrix
Taking a glance at the letter anyone would be able to tell the recipient had been crying whilst trying to write. Not being able to deal with the stress and emotionally side of things for much longer I curled up into a ball and broke down into tears as I cried my little heart out, smudging whatever make up I had applied on that morning. No sooner had the first tear strolled down my cheek had strong arms pulled me out of the warmth of the comfortable chair as they cradled my body in the angel's embrace. The angel sat down into the same chair I had occupied and started to stroke my now sleek hair, tucking it behind my slightly pointed ears.
"Shhh it's ok,It will all be ok" Draco whispered into her ear.
"No! You know what? It's NOT ok! It's not FUCKING ok!" I half yelled through broken sobs as the resolve finally cracked. Draco immediately let me get up so I was pacing in front of him, My breathing came out in rapid and harsh stages, it tore at Draco's heart strings to see his new friend being ... almost emotionally damaged?
Standing still I stared at Draco to try to slow down my erratic breathing to an acceptable rate before another panic attack came on. Quickly looking at my designer wrist watch to check the time which had been a gift last Christmas, I began to make my way to Dumbledore's office, not listening to what Draco was yelling after me for.
This time when upon arrival I didn't knock or walk in ... no I was to angry and impatient for that so I kicked three times before the spiral stair case came bustling down. Running up them like a mad woman with her wand drawn at the ready just in case I needed to blast a few things out of the way.
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk. "DUMBLE-FUCKING-DOR! I've had it up to here with you meddling in my life. Why? tell me why you felt the need break up my family!" I screamed with my beloved wand trained perfectly at his forehead. All he did was sigh, he only freaking sighed.
"Miss Gran ... I mean Miss Snape, it was for your own safety as you know you are a very powerful which," He paused and coughed clearing his throat, "It would have been very dangerous for you to have been born into a family with very dark connections. You could have just as easily turned to the dark side." Standing very still, I had my wand still expertly pointing at him.
"So you thought you would risk having a well raised, but angry powerful witch opposed to having me possibly being raised to be a dark witch who is not angry. Great choice. Great fucking choice!" I sarcastically congratulated before I accidentally blew up one of his vintage chairs that sat in the corner of his office and then left the suffocating room.
Once arriving in my first class of the day Arithmancy, I picked a seat up in the back corner overshadowed from the rest of the room making me seem very dark and dangerous. Still remembering everything I had already learnt in my text books I knew this was going to be a dull day but because I am a 'new student' the teacher would pick on me for answers. Being too caught up in my own thoughts I didn't realize that someone had sat down in the chair next to me.
"Oh how I really want to blast some peoples heads off right now" I mumbled almost sadistically, not realizing I was voicing my thoughts.
"Geez I hope I'm not one of those people Milia," The person next to her laughed.
"Oh you never know Draco, keep laughing and I might just hex your bollocks off," Smirking back I watched as his face became hard and impassive.
"Ouch! You wouldn't would you?"
"No! Your my only friend at the moment and If I did I highly doubt you would be my friend after that."
As the Two heads were talking two figures walked over, looming the back corner desk they occupied.
"Oi! Malfoy have you seen Hermione?. I know you are Head Boy and and She was supposedly Head Girl," Harry said tapping his foot impatiently.
"Well you are clearly mistaken you cretin as this lovely girl next to me," He gestured to me as I tilted my small round head slightly to the side with a gentle smile on my lips.
"Is the Head Girl, I have not seen your insufferable know-it-all this term." Harry and Ron stood with comical looks on their faces as they looked between the two ofus.
"Well hello, Um may I ask your name?" Ron asked eyeing me up.
"Her name is Milia," Draco said as I moved a bit to make my Green and Silver tie visible, the two soon cringed and backed off to their own seats within the classroom. Draco smirked at the stupid dolts which started off the two of us snickering between ourselves.
After all the classes were done for the day, Me and Draco sat in the common room doing the homework we had being assigned for our Immediate classes.
"You know Draco your really easy to get along with," Draco smirked as he passed me the ink-well we had taken to sharing.
"Well you never got to know me before and besides I kept everyone at arms length to prevent myself from getting hurt," He stated coldly as I began to chew my lower lip nervously at how foreign the conversation was heading.
"You know what I want?" I asked as I abruptly stood up, Draco looked shocked at the sudden out-burst and shook his head.
"A cherry lolly pop!" Racing through to the dorms kitchen I brought back two lollipops from the cupboard I knew that they were hiding in. Handing one over to Draco who took it reluctantly and gave it a weird look as if it might start exploding or something equally as surprising. I unwrapped mine first to show there was no harm and popped it into my mouth savoring the first burst of flavor.
"Try it, you might like it," Taking the lolly from him, I unwrapped it and handed it back to him. He gave it a calculating stare before placing it into his mouth and deciding he quite liked it.
"I'm addicted to these and ... well anything cherry flavored really." The two sat doing Charm's homework occasionally twirling it around in their mouths.
** Draco POV **
The way she looks with her hair stuffed up into an untidy bun with two ringlets framing her face, the way her lips moved as she twirls the lolly around in her mouth. her lips aren't any shade of red but specifically cherry red. 'God this girl is going to drive me crazy whether she knows it or not,' I thought as I pulled my mind away from the gutter and onto my homework.
** Third Person POV **
Months passed quickly and before the school knew it, it was Christmas.
"Draco what you doing for Christmas?" Milia asked as she put a bow on the tree.
"Going home to be bored out of my mind. You?" He asked as the two decorated the tree Hagrid had brought in for the common room.
"I think I'm going home to see my Mother and Father. Do you think you would be able to come over during the holidays? I mean if you can't I totally understand"
Milia looked from his knowing stare as she levitated the star onto the top of the tree. Draco adorned his thinking look as he placed some more baubles on the not so bare tree.
"I think I could but I will have to owl you and then you can reply with the address so I could floo to yours, that is if you have floo of course?"
Over the months of being in each others company Milia and Draco had gotten to know each other a lot better and now we were good friends who would always talk and laugh. They knew when not to push the other when things were hard, what their favorite foods were, what they were mostly likely to eat at meals and when the others mood had changed they were able to sense it before anybody else. Milia and everyone who hung out with the two noticed Draco was seemingly more happier and that Harry and Ron seemed lost without Hermione. The Two Gryffindors grades were falling and they were getting into more fights and detentions without the bushy haired know-it-all there to play peacemaker.
The heads stood back to admire the tree that they had spent hours decorating. Hermione let out a contented sigh, Christmas had always been by far her most favorite holiday.
"You know what you need even though it's now eleven thirty at night?" He asked nudging her shoulder with his. Milia shook her head a little confused.
"Hot chocolate with those little white marsh mellow thing!" Milia let out a laugh as he called a house elf and asked for the hot chocolates. They spent the rest of the night just talking about everything and anything, nothing overparticular just enjoying each others company as the fire embers floated before them in the fire.
The following morning she was going home, Profess... no, Her Father had already taken their bags home for her Mother to clear away for their arrival. So here she stood in the Potions classroom with her Father wearing a navy over coat as he smiled lovingly at her.
"Milia we are going to floo home so the address is, The Old Cliff, Robin Hoods Bay, North Yorkshire. You got that?" Milia nodded and Her Father gave her a kiss on the forehead before allowing her to go through the fire first.
"See you on the other side my darling." She grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it down the grate pronouncing her address clearly.