I was lounging at the library reading a novel that I have found on one of the many shelves that this library contains. The library is certainly my favorite part of this manor. The smell of the old books and the atmosphere was just comforting.
Malfoy Manor Library
I was perched on my personal arm chair that my mother bought for me on my 8th birthday.
She knew I took a great liking to books and she wanted to provide me a chair that I could comfortably sit in while reading. The arm chair was made with rare dark ebony wood and it's plush is made of rich velvet that is coated in Emerald Green.
I was half-way done when some random thought popped in my mind.
'The notebook that I bought at Flourish & Blotts'
Foolishly enough I had almost forgotten about it. I was too preoccupied on the situations that happened during my third year at Hogwarts.
'What a blast that was' I mentally scoffed
I closed my book, not forgetting to mark the pages with my wooden hand-made bookmark.
I placed it carefully on my side table and stood up. I went towards my bedroom to retrieve the old notebook.
I sat on my desk after retrieving the object and
I placed it in front of me and observed the notebook again. It's design was beautiful but the letter written inside was what fascinated me the most.
I was re-reading the letter when I saw the initial that I certainly saw before.
T.M.R
"Huh? Wasn't this written on the bench at Hogsmeade..." I whispered to myself
Who could this be?
The notebook didn't contain any words except for the letter so I picked up my quill and tried to write something.
'Vela Luciana Malfoy'
My name suddenly disappeared into the notebook and then words started to appear on the page
'Vela...'
I looked at it wide-eyed wondering who in Merlin's beard wrote that. I quickly wrote a reply asking who this is, hoping to receive a reply back.
'Hello, who is this?'
'Tom Marvolo Riddle'
"Tom Marvolo Riddle...." I murmured
T...M...R
'You're T.M.R' I wrote
'Yes. That is my initial' it replied
'Where do you come from? What kind of book is this?'
'It's quite difficult to explain'
'Is it some kind of dark magic?'
'You could say that'
I was appalled at this strange notebook.
I never knew you could quickly message someone just by writing on a paper. My thoughts were cut-off when I saw the person writing a message again
'I have some questions I would like to ask'
'Ask away'
'Is your name really Vela or are you making a fool out of me'
'Excuse me? Of course my name is Vela. What are you talking about?"
'Never mind then. I apologize for sounding so rude'
'You know I can't hear you?'
'You know what I meant'
I chuckled at his reply.
'Where are you from? How come you have a notebook like this?' I wrote
'That's for you to find out'
'I really don't need stress right now. I had enough of that'
'I don't trust you with this information, after all I just met you'
'We haven't technically met yet'
'Can I at least know if you're from Hogwarts? I study there' I asked him
'I was..yes'
'Was? Are you old or something?'
'That's for you to find out'
'You really got to stop saying that'
'I don't trust you, remember?'
'Yes, I understand'
'What do you look like?' I wrote
'I don't really want to share how I look like with a stranger'
'You already know who I am, just not how I look like. You could trust me, I'm not dangerous or something'
'I will think about it'
I was about to reply to his message when a knock came at my door. I quickly shut the notebook and placed it on my drawer. I stood up and opened the door to see who's outside.
"Minnie?" I said seeing my personal house elf outside my room
"Minnie is told to inform Miss Vela that dinner is ready" she said while bowing
"Alright Minnie, I'll be down in a minute" I said
She nodded and apparated, probably going to the kitchens
I went towards my desk and made sure my notebook was hidden properly. I wouldn't want anyone stealing it.
I descended down the stairs and went towards the dining room. My brother and parents were already situated, they were probably waiting for me.
I sat on the chair and just in time, the elves appeared and placed the dishes on the table.
We ate while my parents were silently conversing about the Ministry.
I was thinking about the notebook that I have.
It was really strange. I mean, I never heard of some kind of magic where you can communicate with someone using a notebook or any object at all. And the man that I met. Well we basically haven't met yet but you know what I mean. I just realize his name sounded so familiar. It's like I have read or heard it before.
And his initial's are T.M.R.
'What a coincidence' I mentally said
I remember him saying that he was from Hogwarts. Maybe my parents knew him?
I decided to ask them, I mean what else could go wrong?
"Mother..Father, I was wondering about something" I started gaining everyone's attention
"Go on Darling" said mother
"In your time at Hogwarts or perhaps acquaintances of your parents, do you know someone named Tom Marvolo Riddle?" I asked them
When they heard the name I mentioned, simultaneously their eyes-widen with a look of...horror splashed in their face.
My father became even paler, which is shocking since he was always pale.
"How do you know that name?" Father asked while leaning towards me
I hesitantly answered since I didn't want anyone to know about the notebook.
"I just know. I read it somewhere. I was merely curious, is all" I swiftly lied oblivious to the harsh glare my brother sent to my parents
"So, do you know him?" I added
They both looked at each with worry and I was wondering what they were thinking about.
It was like they were silently conversing with their eyes
"Are you friends with him?" I asked them
They looked at me and their faces quickly morphed into their usual blank expression but they still held that soft look whenever they look at my brother and I.
"We have heard of him Dear but we aren't particularly close" said Father
I nodded and looked at them suspiciously.
I had a feeling they were both hiding something from me. They were acting very odd, and they don't do odd. They're Malfoy's after all.
I continued eating my dinner, oblivious to the looks my parents and brother were throwing at me.
Reader's POV
Draco wasn't stupid. He may be a coward but he wasn't stupid. He knew who Tom Marvolo Riddle was. His parents are associated with him after all.
He was shocked when he heard his name being mentioned by his sister. How did she find out about him, he asked himself.
He and his parents always protected Vela from the dark. She wasn't pure no, she's a Malfoy for Salazar sake. But they knew she couldn't handle the truth. The truth about what the Malfoy's actually were—deatheaters. People who are associated with the Dark Lord.
Lord Voldemort
Just by thinking about him made Draco shiver in fear. He heard what he was like. He read books about him. He was a cruel and a merciless man.
No, he was barely a man.
A man has a heart and Lord Voldemort doesn't have that. Everyone fears him. I mean, who wouldn't?
A Dark Lord who had a passion for slaughtering and murdering people.
Deatheaters are terrifying but Lord Voldemort was frightening and spine-chilling.
It was a shock when the people heard that he was defeated by some mere child.
It was laughable but it was the truth.
Upon hearing the truth about his family and the Lord that they praised and worked with.
He demanded to his parents to burn all the books in the library that contains about Lord Voldemort and deatheaters. His parents were astonished when their son ordered them to burn the books but when they heard his reason, they knew he was right. So they burned it all.
But no matter how much they tried to hide all the informations, the truth.
Vela will always find out.
She knew about Voldemort's story.
A person she knew defeated the Dark Lord.
But that was about it. She didn't know that her family and family friends had some ties with him.
She heard the rumors—of course.
She heard people saying her family were filled with deatheaters. And when she asked them about it, they denied. And she listened, because they were her family.
'Family doesn't lie' she said to herself.
So Vela shut down all the rumors about them.
She will always side with them, no matter what.
It's just unfortunate that poor little Vela's family is not actually as innocent as she thinks.
Poor Little Vela....
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