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- Posted: Mon, 14 Dec 2009 18:59:15 +0000
I breathe you in again just to feel you underneath my skin.
Lucrecia hadn't fallen asleep until midnight, only at seven o' clock to be woken by Mrs. Astoria Malfoy, her host. "Luce, honey it's time to wake up. You need to get to the train soon." She said sweetly, before turning the lights on dim and closing Lucrecia's bedroom door. Astoria was practically her mother, because hers had died when she was four months old, due to a killing curse sent from the wand of Molly Weasley. Yes, her biological mother was Bellatrix Lestrange, but her father was the cruelest man in Wizarding History. Tom Marvolo Riddle, yes Lord Voldemort was her father. He had also died a cruel fate of the killing curse. She knew what she would've ended up like if either were alive, cruel and horrid. But she was already like that slightly, but far less than her parents.
Lucrecia stepped into her slippers that were waiting next to her bed. She stepped towards her closet, and opened the door. Her soft expression covered her face, as she tried to pick out a fitting outfit for the day. She decided on white skinny jeans, with a neon green shirt, and a white belt around her waist, with a white vest. With a pair of silver ballet flats of course, she only wore heels on special occasions such as dances, or weddings. Azure eyes scanned herself in the mirror, before she smiled, and walked downstairs to the breakfast nook. "Morning Luce." Draco said, placing a kiss on her forehead. Scorp is already on the train, I can take you if you'd like." He offered, taking a sip of muggle coffee. She took a starbucks glass from the refrigerator, and took a sip. Mmm, frappachino. She walked towards the door, and picked up her messenger bag with her initials in studs on the front.
Glancing back towards Draco, she opened the front door and skipped outside. She wasn't one for skipping, but today she felt like it. She opened the car door, and put a foot inside the passenger side, while Draco got into the driver's side. Her bags were already in the trunk, and easy to access. The Slytherin girl glanced towards the house through the rearview mirror. She smiled, and closed her eyes. Light gray eyeshadow covered her eyelids and her long, luxurious eyelashes were covered with mascara which only made them longer and more luxuious. Soon, they had arrived at the station. She pulled her bag onto her shoulder, and stepped out of the car. Walking slowly to the back of the car, she pulled her light green suitcases from the compartment in the trunk and set them on a trolley a boy her age had happily brought to her. It was known, she was quite a looker. Everyone knew it, and even though the boy was a muggle he was quite handsome.
Luce smiled, and started running with the trolley. She stopped, and when Draco caught up, she jumped up onto it, and he started pushing her. She started giggling, before they both glanced aroud the area between platoforms nine and ten, and she hopped off as he ran through the barrier with her things. She ran through, a blur of white and green.