𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 || D.Malfoy

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Evanora

I never knew what happened to my father. I've never had contact with the real world, never had friends, never had someone to love...I never went to school. I just stayed in my room, isolated, alone. I kept mostly in the shadows a lot, looking at the same picture of me, father, Remus, Peter, James and Lily. Along with Harry. It was like a family photo, it was loving aswell.

I was in my fathers house, Grimmauld place it was called. It was dark, and had no life, more like me. Kreacher was the only person in the house besides me. Nobody ever visited, not even Moony. Nobody even knew I was alive. I was fourteen, I was born on 15th April. I mainly read books that was installed in our library for generations. If I was in a school, I'd be in my third year.

I was sitting on a chair, in the dark, I didn't want people to know I was here. The door creaked open and Kreacher came in.

'Someone has come to see you, Miss Evanora' Kreacher bowed

'Whoever it is, don't let them in.' I said coldly

'But it is urgent, Miss Black.' Kreacher said as the door opened further to reveal a tall frail old man, towering over Kreacher.

He wasn't intimidating, had a kind look. He stepped in, and lit his wand so he could see me, he sat down as Kreacher left.

'Who are you and why have you come?' I ordered for him to reply

'I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' The man replied

Hogwarts was where my father went, so he must of known what happened to my father.

'Then if you know my father, what happened to him?' I demanded

'He was taken to Azkaban' Dumbledore said lowly

'But he didn't do anything wrong, I know my father, he wouldn't hurt anyone..well only if he had to' I death glared the Professor.

'I'm completely aware he is innocent, but he has managed to escape...and is looking for you, and a boy you are familiar with. Any guesses to who?' Dumbledore asked me

Of course I knew who he was, he was famous for defying He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

'Harry..Potter' I turned away

Did Harry even care for me. Did he even want to find me?

'Something wrong?' He asked with concern

'Do you know how it feels for the one thing you love to be taken from you? And...nobody's even dared to pay me a visit? Does anyone care for me anymore? Thirteen years of my life I've suffered on my own. No help so why come to me now?' I said my voice wobbling

'I do know what it feels like. You're not the only one. But I have an offer to make you..that's if you're willing to hear it' he leaned closer

'What is that?' I crossed my arms

'I want to enrol you into Hogwarts, you'll make good friends, have a nice place to stay...and you can be out of the shadows, to show who you are, Evanora' Dumbledore smiled

'Why now? Couldn't you of done that two years ago? Or suddenly I'm all special now?' I started to get angry

Why do they care now?

'I want to keep you safe, I didn't know of you until months ago. During the summer when I was going through the records in the Ministry.' He whispered

I was skeptical, why should I follow some stranger.

'How can I trust you?' I leaned back eyeing him

'Well...Harry is there too, I know him pretty well. I know you've known him since infancy.' He chuckled merrily

My mind was swirling about my father, he's free. But nobody's ever managed to break out of Azkaban, it's impossible!

'I want to keep you safe, under my protection.' He pulled his hand out to reveal a letter, and a ticket.

I was going to take it. But something was holding me back.

'Is this a trap?!' I asked

'Oh come on, Miss Black. You think someone who knew your family is a trap? You're a smart girl, use your intuition' he smiled

I took it and looked at it, wide eyed. I looked back up to see he had vanished. Which got me thinking, was he really ever there?

Was this all a joke. I examined the letter.

Miss E.Black

The Room to the right
Grimmauld Place, London Road
TN33 0FH

It was the exact address. I opened it and read the lines. It kind of made me nervous. I have never been sociable. I didn't even have a wand.

The other letter along with the ticker was the supply sheet, and gosh there was many books.

Kreacher came in.

'Miss Black, here is your tea. Kreacher always serves the house of Black' he said leaving the tray on the dusty table. He bowed and left.

I took a sip, and looked at the door, I haven't even stepped foot out of this room. It was kind of scary. I went up to the door and turned the tarnished door knob.

I opened it and light hit me sending me back, I squinted my eyes and I looked into the mirror on the landing upstairs.

I looked awful. Dark circles round my eyes, my curly black hair was messed up. I had gaunt features like I was under eating. Messy eyebrows and I hadn't even shaved.

I can't look like this when I go out.

I went downstairs and Kreacher nearly fainted, i haven't been down here in years. It was weird.

'Miss Black, Kreacher asks what are you doing down here?' He asked coming forward with a rag in his hand.

'I need to go Diagon Alley. Any idea how to get there?' I asked

'Diagon Alley?' He said gasping

'Yes, Kreacher. Diagon Alley' I smiled

'You haven't been out in moons, Kreacher is surprised' he said standing next to the doorframe

'But there is one thing, I can't look like an overgrown ape. And idea how to look at least presentable?' I shrugged knowing nothing about caring for yourself

Thankfully I had no pimples or acne. Which was half my worries gone.

Kreacher ran the bath. And I hopped in. It was warm, and I looked for all the products there. What is this stuff? I put it in my hair and I scrubbed. I cleaned every part and shaved my hairy legs and armpits. Once I got out, i ordered Kreacher to buy new clothes, my ones had holes in it, and I couldn't use that.

I put it on, and I looked younger than before. I had cheekbones, and I was beautiful, I took on after my mother, but had the hair of my father. My curly locks draped over my shoulders. I looked...good. I had eyebrow piercing, let's just say I was being stupid with my fathers wand and ended up doing that.

I put a headband on and shoes and walked downstairs. Kreacher looked wide eyed.

'Now..any idea how to get to Diagon Alley?' I cocked an eyebrow up

'Take my hand' the elf said

I took it and off we went to Diagon Alley.

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Omds heyyy I'm back! I was kinda thinking if I should start another story but I have! Hope you enjoyed so far

—-MINKSSS