Fan Fiction ❯ And they were Pen pals ❯ Should she- shouldn't she! ( Chapter 4 )
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A/N: Thankies so much to RoninSoldier *Wraps arm around RoninSoldier's shoulders* meet my new best friend. Of course I'll keep going =) and you can find out exactly what is wrong with poor lil old Draco-kun in this chappie. Enjoy!
I owe SO much to my three wonderful class mates and friends Frankie, J and Sian-chan for this fic. My day had been so royally shit and I honestly wasn't going to write anymore of this fic because of it. Then they came along and made my day, Thankies all three of you for giving me inspiration, *chuu* I couldn't have done it with out you!!! *Huggles Sian, J and Frankie* Send them your thanks people! You owe them too!!!
Now on with the story!
A/N: Thankies so much to RoninSoldier *Wraps arm around RoninSoldier's shoulders* meet my new best friend. Of course I'll keep going =) and you can find out exactly what is wrong with poor lil old Draco-kun in this chappie. Enjoy!
I owe SO much to my three wonderful class mates and friends Frankie, J and Sian-chan for this fic. My day had been so royally shit and I honestly wasn't going to write anymore of this fic because of it. Then they came along and made my day, Thankies all three of you for giving me inspiration, *chuu* I couldn't have done it with out you!!! *Huggles Sian, J and Frankie* Send them your thanks people! You owe them too!!!
Now on with the story!
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(Draco's POV)
An auror dropped me at the train station. I had never come to school in such a formal way before. Normally my mother would cry and hug me, even though I knew that she would be over it within the hour, she was always too 'busy' with parties and stuff to care about me for too long. I knew that she loved me, but I just wished that she'd showed it more often and maybe in not such an embarrassing way.
But at least she did love me.
I don't think that my Father does. Did. Past Tense. Normally he would just tell me to get good grades and beat Potter and with out so much as a pat on the head he would turn to leave. It had always been the case, I'd grown use to it. My hysterical mother and my cold, sneering father.
But still, I had grown use to it. They were my family and despite everything I loved them. Love them. That's present tense. They may be gone, but I'll always love them. Always.
The auror didn't get out the car. I didn't expect him too. Didn't want him too. Didn't want anything any more. I just wished that I could die.
Just like they did.
But this world wont let me.
I know, I tried. I tried to kill myself. To slit my wrists. It almost worked too. But the house elf found me. Butler called a mediwitch. I was saved. End of the story. I wish it had been the end of the story. The end of everything. Just like it was supposed to be. Just how I wanted it to be.
But no. I wasn't granted death. I was cursed with life, and now I am forced to face the humiliation of it all.
It will be around school in a couple of days. Crabbe and Goyle's parents know all about it obviously. How could they not, they had been beat friends with my parents. How could they fail to know that Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy's only son was an orphan. An orphan with no money, no house, barley even any clothes, all his worldly possessions gone and being forced to live with Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Crabbe and Goyle won't want to help me anymore, no one will want to help the arrogant Slytherin Orphan anymore. Not even the Hufflepuffs. Not after all the times I was mean to them. Ironic really, that the only house who would of even considered being nice to me is the house that I have spent all my life thinking was the weak house. The talentless house. The insignificant house. Pity really. I could really do with a friend around now. A really friend, not just one who wants the links to my family name.
All those sort of 'friends' will leave me. Even Pansy. Pansy who I was so sure I loved, who will desert me the second she finds out what happens. It's a shame that those sort of 'friends' are the only sort I have. Have ever had. And by the looks of it. Ever will have.
I hauled my luggage up onto the train, and wondered off to try and find an unoccupied compartment. Somewhere that I could just be left alone to brood.
Finally finding an empty compartment I curled up in the corner with my knees drawn up to my chest and tried my damned hardest not to cry.
I never used to cry, never! I used to pride myself on that fact, but lately it seems that I can't stop the tears. Like every time that I've ever felt like crying and held it back was suddenly coming out in floods upon floods of tears.
This time was no different.
Touching my forehead to my knees I silently allowed the tears to fall. Staining my checks as I stared into nothingness.
And then came the first group of students.
They were Slytherins so stopping by my open compartment door they came to say hi. Only then did they notice I was crying.
And being Slytherins, they immediately called out to draw everyone's attention to it.
And people came to see.
Of course they would. I'm a Slytherin, they hate me. They would jump at the chance to make my life hell.
I left.
Who wouldn't in my situation.
I thought that no one would follow me, but I was wrong. Pansy and Blaize found me out. I guess they don't know what happened.
Ha! Not like they won't find out soon enough anyway I'm sure that Crabbe and Goyle will only be all too pleased to spread the news around. Then lets see if they still come running when I cry.
They won't.
No one will.
An auror dropped me at the train station. I had never come to school in such a formal way before. Normally my mother would cry and hug me, even though I knew that she would be over it within the hour, she was always too 'busy' with parties and stuff to care about me for too long. I knew that she loved me, but I just wished that she'd showed it more often and maybe in not such an embarrassing way.
But at least she did love me.
I don't think that my Father does. Did. Past Tense. Normally he would just tell me to get good grades and beat Potter and with out so much as a pat on the head he would turn to leave. It had always been the case, I'd grown use to it. My hysterical mother and my cold, sneering father.
But still, I had grown use to it. They were my family and despite everything I loved them. Love them. That's present tense. They may be gone, but I'll always love them. Always.
The auror didn't get out the car. I didn't expect him too. Didn't want him too. Didn't want anything any more. I just wished that I could die.
Just like they did.
But this world wont let me.
I know, I tried. I tried to kill myself. To slit my wrists. It almost worked too. But the house elf found me. Butler called a mediwitch. I was saved. End of the story. I wish it had been the end of the story. The end of everything. Just like it was supposed to be. Just how I wanted it to be.
But no. I wasn't granted death. I was cursed with life, and now I am forced to face the humiliation of it all.
It will be around school in a couple of days. Crabbe and Goyle's parents know all about it obviously. How could they not, they had been beat friends with my parents. How could they fail to know that Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy's only son was an orphan. An orphan with no money, no house, barley even any clothes, all his worldly possessions gone and being forced to live with Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Crabbe and Goyle won't want to help me anymore, no one will want to help the arrogant Slytherin Orphan anymore. Not even the Hufflepuffs. Not after all the times I was mean to them. Ironic really, that the only house who would of even considered being nice to me is the house that I have spent all my life thinking was the weak house. The talentless house. The insignificant house. Pity really. I could really do with a friend around now. A really friend, not just one who wants the links to my family name.
All those sort of 'friends' will leave me. Even Pansy. Pansy who I was so sure I loved, who will desert me the second she finds out what happens. It's a shame that those sort of 'friends' are the only sort I have. Have ever had. And by the looks of it. Ever will have.
I hauled my luggage up onto the train, and wondered off to try and find an unoccupied compartment. Somewhere that I could just be left alone to brood.
Finally finding an empty compartment I curled up in the corner with my knees drawn up to my chest and tried my damned hardest not to cry.
I never used to cry, never! I used to pride myself on that fact, but lately it seems that I can't stop the tears. Like every time that I've ever felt like crying and held it back was suddenly coming out in floods upon floods of tears.
This time was no different.
Touching my forehead to my knees I silently allowed the tears to fall. Staining my checks as I stared into nothingness.
And then came the first group of students.
They were Slytherins so stopping by my open compartment door they came to say hi. Only then did they notice I was crying.
And being Slytherins, they immediately called out to draw everyone's attention to it.
And people came to see.
Of course they would. I'm a Slytherin, they hate me. They would jump at the chance to make my life hell.
I left.
Who wouldn't in my situation.
I thought that no one would follow me, but I was wrong. Pansy and Blaize found me out. I guess they don't know what happened.
Ha! Not like they won't find out soon enough anyway I'm sure that Crabbe and Goyle will only be all too pleased to spread the news around. Then lets see if they still come running when I cry.
They won't.
No one will.
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(No one's POV)
Molly weasley sighed and jiggled Kim again to keep the little girl quiet.
"Harry seemed quite distracted didn't he dear." she asked Arthur with a frown.
"Did he? I didn't notice." Arthur turned to look at his wife, feeling rather worried. Not that he'd ever admit it, but Mr Weasley knew that he had no common sense at all and that if indeed something had been wrong with Harry then the most likely person to notice it out of him and his wife was definitely Molly, and he trusted her opinion a hell of a lot more than most other people's in this day and age.
"H-mm." Arthur sighed knowing well that he had no chance to get any information out of his beloved wife when she was thinking things over like this, so doing the most helpful thing he could think of doing he took his small daughter from her mothers arms and pulled his car keys out of his pocket.
"Come on, lets go home."
Molly weasley sighed and jiggled Kim again to keep the little girl quiet.
"Harry seemed quite distracted didn't he dear." she asked Arthur with a frown.
"Did he? I didn't notice." Arthur turned to look at his wife, feeling rather worried. Not that he'd ever admit it, but Mr Weasley knew that he had no common sense at all and that if indeed something had been wrong with Harry then the most likely person to notice it out of him and his wife was definitely Molly, and he trusted her opinion a hell of a lot more than most other people's in this day and age.
"H-mm." Arthur sighed knowing well that he had no chance to get any information out of his beloved wife when she was thinking things over like this, so doing the most helpful thing he could think of doing he took his small daughter from her mothers arms and pulled his car keys out of his pocket.
"Come on, lets go home."
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Taking the letter back from Neville, Harry folded it up and placed it neatly back into the back pocket of his jeans.
"But- I- Harry, what are you going to *do*." Hermione exclaimed in a slightly exasperated voice.
"What can he do Hermione, apart from just be there to talk to her through his letters then I don't think there's anything else he *can* do. I mean think about it. This girl thinks her fathers dead, she's spent her entire life an orphan, she won't want you to come along and screw up her life now my telling her that her fathers alive and dragging her away from her family in Japan to meet him. Just don't mention Snape and you should be alright Harry."
"Ronald Weasley. That is the most stupid piece of advice you could have ever given." Ginny chided. "Do you honestly think that she would not want to meet Snape i-"
"*I* wouldn't want to meet Snape."
"-IF she had the chance to meet him. I mean it's her father. She'll want to know his alive."
"But Ron is right about the fact that she probably wont want to be moved from her home and family in Japan."
"Thank you Hermione."
"And It'll come as a huge shook to her." Neville added.
"But what if they don't get on, I mean they're so alike judging by what she's told Harry about herself."
"If they're alike then why wouldn't they got on."
"It might be too much of one personality. That'd be okay if they were both shy and sweet but they're not they're *Slytherins*, It'd be arrogant 'know-it-all's' all they way and-"
Harry drowned out the sound of so many voices as all the other occupants of the little compartment began to yell. If anything now he was in an even worse predicament, he hadn't thought of some of those points and where as before he had been leaning towards telling her, now he wasn't so sure.
He needed help-
"WELL WHAT IF SHE GETS SORTED INTO SLYTHERIN DO YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT WE NEED ANYMORE OF THOSE!!!!"
-which he obviously wasn't going to find here.
"But- I- Harry, what are you going to *do*." Hermione exclaimed in a slightly exasperated voice.
"What can he do Hermione, apart from just be there to talk to her through his letters then I don't think there's anything else he *can* do. I mean think about it. This girl thinks her fathers dead, she's spent her entire life an orphan, she won't want you to come along and screw up her life now my telling her that her fathers alive and dragging her away from her family in Japan to meet him. Just don't mention Snape and you should be alright Harry."
"Ronald Weasley. That is the most stupid piece of advice you could have ever given." Ginny chided. "Do you honestly think that she would not want to meet Snape i-"
"*I* wouldn't want to meet Snape."
"-IF she had the chance to meet him. I mean it's her father. She'll want to know his alive."
"But Ron is right about the fact that she probably wont want to be moved from her home and family in Japan."
"Thank you Hermione."
"And It'll come as a huge shook to her." Neville added.
"But what if they don't get on, I mean they're so alike judging by what she's told Harry about herself."
"If they're alike then why wouldn't they got on."
"It might be too much of one personality. That'd be okay if they were both shy and sweet but they're not they're *Slytherins*, It'd be arrogant 'know-it-all's' all they way and-"
Harry drowned out the sound of so many voices as all the other occupants of the little compartment began to yell. If anything now he was in an even worse predicament, he hadn't thought of some of those points and where as before he had been leaning towards telling her, now he wasn't so sure.
He needed help-
"WELL WHAT IF SHE GETS SORTED INTO SLYTHERIN DO YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT WE NEED ANYMORE OF THOSE!!!!"
-which he obviously wasn't going to find here.
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Ahhhhhhh. Poor Draco. Wonder what happened to kill Lucius and Narcissa all will be revealed later on in the fic... *if* i get reviews.
What do you think, shall Harry tell Morriya that Snapey-kins is still alive or not. She'll find out sooner or later anyway but do you want her to find out by letter or by a face to face meeting with Sev. When you Review add an 'L' for by letter or a 'FF' for face to face.
Love you all for reading (and for reviewing obviously) hope you liked this chapter, the quicker you review the quicker i'll update.
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What do you think, shall Harry tell Morriya that Snapey-kins is still alive or not. She'll find out sooner or later anyway but do you want her to find out by letter or by a face to face meeting with Sev. When you Review add an 'L' for by letter or a 'FF' for face to face.
Love you all for reading (and for reviewing obviously) hope you liked this chapter, the quicker you review the quicker i'll update.
Peace out!
VegetandAru