Unwanted (Draco x Reader)

Like a Trap

(A/n Hey guys! I hope you enjoy the story but first, I just wanted to say a few things. One, the story starts out with you in the same year as the golden trio which is year three and you are 16 in year three. Two, your a Slytherin and Snape's and Bellatrix's daughter. Y/n Lestrange. Three, please tell me if you have any ideas and your thoughts! Four, I only marked this story as mature since it has swearing. I will try and make it smutty because ik y'all love smutty stories 😏. And finally five, the story isn't gonna be exactly like the books I will follow the same timeline though. Also you and Draco are obviously not cousins in this.Enjoy!)

Y/n POV:
It was finally time for my third year of Hogwarts. I don't really know how to feel. As much as I hated my classes, I missed my friends and having someone to talk to. Summer was horrible with father acting like I didn't exist and just sitting at his desk doing his work. Even though I'm used to it, it still gets lonely. I wish he wasn't one of the professors at Hogwarts because that only makes it worse. I am 99.9% sure he hates me. If I haven't made it clear, my dad is the one and only, Severus Snape.

I finally reach Kings Cross carrying my heavy trunk and see Arthur and Molly Weasley. I start speed walking towards them to see Percy, Fred and George, Ron, and Ginny. Percys already starting to get ready to run through the brick wall, well Ron and Ginny are getting smothered in hugs and kisses by Molly. And of course, the twins are laughing at them, until she grabs them too and they get smothered too. Now it's Ron and Ginnys turn to laugh. "Molly give them a break." I hear Arthur sigh and I snicker because I know she won't. They all turn towards me and all the sudden I'm covered in hugs.

I always loved the Weasley family, always so warm and welcoming. Molly was always like a mother to me, and Arthur, a father. George and Fred playing the funniest tricks with me and would always help take my mind of things. Percy making sure I get my homework done. Ron always eating food with me. Ginny I can always talk about girl stuff. I don't remember my mother but all I know is that she was Bellatrix Lestrange one of the worst death eaters that exist. Father never talks about her and I'm pretty sure I was a mistake. The Weasley family always helped me forget that.

     Me and Ron run through platform 9 and 3/4 and find Harry and Hermione getting on board the Hogwarts Express. Me and Ron catch up to them, leaving behind the others. "Harry! Hermione!" I yell. They turn their heads and I run into Hermione's arms and we hug for minute. We break apart and I hug Harry and Ron hugs Hermione. "You really had a glow up Y/n!" Harry says. "You all did too!" I say back to them. After that, the four of us walk into the train to find a compartment. "I didn't mean to blow her up, I just.... lost control." Harry says. "Brilliant!" Ron somewhat shouts. "Honestly, Ron, it's not funny. Harry's lucky he wasn't expelled." Hermione scolds Ron. "I still think it was brilliant." Ron mumbles to himself but I hear. I laugh watching the three interact.

We finally find a compartment but there's a man sitting there already. "Who d'you reckon he is?" Ron whispers to us. "Professor R.J. Lupin." She states. "How to you know bloody everything?" I question. "It's on his case." She points to the beat up case with peeling letters. "Is he really asleep?" Harry says, cautiously looking at the man. "Seems to be. Why? What is it, Harry?" Hermione asks. "Close the door." He says starting to walk to one of the seats. The three of us look at each other wondering why he's acting like this. I nod to them and they go to sit well I slide the door shut.

*Time skip brought to you by the mysterious man in the corner*

The rain is coming down hard well it's almost pitch black outside. I'm staring at the window wondering why it got so bad all the sudden. "Let me get this straight. Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban to come after you?" Ron says in shock well Hermione isn't saying a thing. "Yes." Harry says, seriousness written all over his face. "But they'll catch Black, won't they? I mean... eventually?" Hermione finally speaks. "Sure -- Of course, no one's ever broken out of Azkaban before and he's a raving, murderous lunatic..." Ron trails off.

I'm not really shaken up but I don't really know why. I mean it's pretty serious but maybe it's cause she's my mother. All of a sudden the train lurches to a stop. Ron falls against me because Hermione slid against Ron, making a person sandwich. They have awkward glances but I just push them both off me. Hermione fixes herself in her seat and glances at her watch. A frown starts to form on her face. "Why're we stopping? We can't be there yet..." Hermione says getting even more confused. Ron finally gets off the floor and sits back in his seat.

The train jerks again and the lights flicker out, as well the windows start to freeze over. Harry gets up to peer out the door, seeing others look out too. He then shuts it back closed as he saw nothing and sits back down. It starts getting cold enough to see your breath. By now the window has fully frozen over. "What's going on?" Ron asks. "Why would we know?" I say slightly loud. "Hey, calm down." Ron says in a slightly sassy way. "Sorry, just cold." I was only wearing a t-shirt so I was freezing.

"Dunno... Maybe we've broken down?" Harry answers ignoring how I acted because he's no one to judge. "Ouch! Ron, that was my foot!" Me and Mione say at the same time. He just goes on looking around the compartment. I wipe some of the frost with my hand. "Guys, there's something moving out there..." I say, worried. "Maybe people are coming onto the train?" Ron more asks then answers. The train starts to sway violently, the metal at my fingertips vibrating. "Bloody hell. What happening?" Ron asks scared.

All the sudden I hear a crackle and see Lupin with alert eyes but a tired face. He has flames in his hands. "Don't. Move." He says with no room for questions. A hand creeps around the door. It's bony, scarred, and black. It looks like what death would look like. It's long, old, fingers clamp down on the door one by one. Then, it slowly starts to slid the door open. Looking at the bottom, I see ripped black robes. My eyes slowly wander up the hooded figure. The second I look into it's non existent face it becomes black.

A light flickers on above me, but it's just all pitch black around me. There's not a single sound, just silence. Even though I can't see anything around me, it feels like I've been here before. Memories came back to me. Memories I didn't want. I screamed like I never had before because it was all to much to bear. My mom. Voldemort. Death Eaters. Dementors. It's just all to much. Then it all stops and I fall on my back with my eyes squeezed shut trying to breath. Then a laugh erupts out of the darkness. A dark laugh. An evil laugh. A horrid laugh. My mothers laugh. It all stopped. It all just, went dark.

(A/n Just wanted to say I have nothing against Bellatrix and absolutely love her.)

(Edited and reviewed by one of the authors best friends)

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