I push my black hair out of my face before heading of the Slytherin common room. Heading upstairs I sat next to Draco owls flying in with letters from family's. I received a letter from my mother.
Becca,
this is your other I'm proud you're in Slytherin. That doesn't mean anything though unless you live up to your name and the house.
~Your Mother
Bellatrix
Her hand writing scrawled onto the paper matching her personality. I sighed.
"What's wrong?" I heard Draco ask.
"Nothing important." I smile.
It has been a few months I received a letter from my mom here and there. I had become really good friends with Draco. I only wished I could tell him who I really was. My mother made it very clear no one could know. Draco and I where walking to class. I tripped and fell my bag had spilled out on the floor. Draco helped me pick my things up."Becca?"
"Yes?" I look to him seeing the letter in his hand.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I couldn't she told me no on could know. I wanted to. Please don't say anything." I plead with him.
"Whatever," he left and hasn't talked to me since then.
It has been about a weak I was headed to class. "I understand." I jump hearing Draco's voice I turn to look at him. I smile hugging him. He smiles at me making me cheeks heat up since we are so close. I pull away.
"Took you long enough." I nervously laugh.
