The Mask|| A Draco Malfoy Story||

Prologue

This is what Alexia supposed to look like in this story.
Author's note: The idea for this fanfic just kind of came to mind so I haven't really thought it through that much so updates might be slow. Also I just want to explain something. In this story Alexia is Harry's younger sister, although they are in the same year she is almost a year younger that him (their parents died just after she was born). They both have been raised by the Dursleys. The story begins just before their fifth year at Hogwarts. The Trio still despises Draco, I just wanted to clear up that their relationship with him is the same. I hope you enjoy, this is only my second fanfic.
Third person POV.
All the inhabitants of the Grimmauld square have been woken up extremely early by the one and only Mrs. Weasley. This was the day that they were finally returning to Hogwarts. Everyone was beyond ecstatic, even Fred and George who had never shown any interest in school.

Harry Potter woke up the same time as everyone else, he couldn't wait to return home, because that's exactly what the school has become for him. He had so many plans and aspirations for the new year. One of the first on his list would be to try and spend more time with his sister, she was his only real family left. It really upset Harry that they seemed to drift apart in the last year, him and Alexia just weren't as close anymore.

They used to share secrets with each other and come to each other when something was bothering them, but last year they hardly spoke without someone else also being in the room. Harry didn't know if it was because he didn't pay enough attention to her or if it was because she was keeping secrets.

He was hoping that he could fix their relationship as soon as possible. They needed each other, especially now when Lord Voldemort was back.

With these thoughts occupying his mind Harry slowly started making his way downstairs where everyone else was already having breakfast.