Draco's Girl (Being Fixed)

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Something about my father is he's a follower of you know who and that means he's a death eater.

"Miss. Mayer, it's dinner time" my families house elf said knocking on my door.

I opened the door and ran down and joined my mother and father for Christmas Eve dinner.

"How is school sweet heart," My mother asked.

"Great I'm passing all my classes," I said.

"Fantastic sweetie," My mother said with a smile.

"Slytherin right," My father asked.

"Yes sir," I said with a proud smile.

"Good earning the house a lot of points?" my father asked.

"Of course father," I said with a smile.

"Good," He said.

The rest of the evening was rather quite.

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"So you head back to night?" My father asked.

"Yes Sir," I said as we sat around the table.

"Honey I'm sorry we have been so busy this entire trip," My mother said.

"It's okay mother. I'm used to it" I said whispering the last part.

"You have bunches of friends I bet," My mom said.

"I got a few good friends, yeah and a couple I talk to a couple of people," I said.

"Who," my father said.

"Draco Malfoy and a few others," I said looking at my father.

"The Malfoy's are good to be hanging out with. Who are the others" My father said?

"Harry Potter and um Crabbe and Goyle," I said slowly.

"HARRY POTTER!" my father screamed.

"Wel-well sometimes..." I stuttered.

"You do not talk to Harry Potter do you got it, Maddison Jenet Mayer!" My dad yelled.

I looked away and said yes.

"You look at me when you talk to me," he said.

"Yes sir," I said as I got up and grabbed my stuff and left.

I felt tears roll down my face as I headed to kings cross. I wasn't sad I wasn't allowed to talk to Harry I was scared because of my fathers yelling. I hate when he yells.

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We were standing in the court yard Draco, Goyle, Crabbe, and I when Harry Potter and the crew walked out.

It was try-outs for next years Quidditch team and Draco was trying out to be Slytherin's seeker.

"Hey Harry look whos trying out," Ron said.

"Good luck Malfoy," Harry said.

I started to get into a conversation with Crabbe when I suddenly heard Draco say "Your nothing but a mud-blood!"

Hermione looked like she was about to cry. Ron pointed his wand at Draco and yelled "Eat slugs"

For some reason, his spell back fired and he started puking up slugs instead of Draco which was pretty funny.

(i knew a lot of this part happened in the 2nd year but that's okay)

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"AND GRYFFINDOR WINS HOUSE CUP!" Dumbledore yelled.

Draco and I looked at each other and then looked down.

"Second place to Potter no doubt," Draco said as he sat on my bed as I packed all my stuff.

"Yeah, and it's bull that should have been ours," I said shaking my head.

"Darn right," Draco said as I shut my suit case and headed to the common room.

"I just don't get it how the heck did they earn that many points?" I asked as Draco and I headed for the train.

"It's saint Potter the boy who lived," Draco said rolling his eyes.

"I don't like it," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Nor do I. Next year we work harder," Draco said with a nod.

"agreed" I said as we walked onto the train.

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*At kings cross*

"Maddie!" Draco called as he ran up to me.

"Yeah?" I questioned.

"Write me?" He asked.

"Of course," I said with a smile as I hugged Draco.