I walked down halls that were familiar to me. This was my home for many years. I smiled at the portraits that hung on the walls and smiled even more when memories flooded my mind of my youthful days spent running through these very halls with my friends. I walked down the large staircase and opened the doors to the place where I first saw the man I loved. The room was now filled with people, young and old, and I owed them an explanation, and today I was here to give it to them. Everyone turned to look at me. Students and parents, teachers, aurors, and others who fought in the final battle, and even some who hadn't, where gathered in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the shadows behind the head table stood a figure, patiently waiting for me to tell my story, to hear what had happened.
I walked up to the podium where my good friend and colleague stood. I nodded at her. She smiled back, knowing the heartache and tears I was holding inside. Professor McGonagall, my friend and colleague, cleared her throat and the hall fell silent and all eyes fell on me.
"If you would please give your undivided attention to Miss. Malfoy." She turned to me and placed her hand on my shoulder gripping it slightly and then letting go and walking to her place at the head table behind me. I turned to the people before me and sighed. As I began to talk my eyes scanned the room. People I knew sat before me ready to hang on to my every word as did people I had never met in my long life.
"Allow me to introduce myself I am Sonoña Majesta Malfoy, I am 69 years old now. I have helped in the destruction of the Dark Lord and my job here is now complete. I am the daughter of Alexandria and Lucifer Malfoy. My brother Abraxas, who is three years older than me, was a highly respected and feared man, though he died of dragon pox. My nephew was Lucius Malfoy and the love of my life was none other than the Dark Lord himself. My father put a curse on me his being a punishment at the start of my seventh year; it was from old and dark magic a curse that I couldn't be killed except by the hand of my lover or until he died. And now that he is dead I am able to die. This is my story of how the war went on. My view and my role in it. Now I shall take you back to the year of 1944.
I woke up to the bright sun shining and something gently shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes to meet cold silver ones, my brother's eyes. His blonde hair was tied back with a black ribbon. He was in all black; he looked just like my father. I, on the other hand, have dark brown hair and blue eyes. All my family had been put in Slytherin but I was put in Gryffindor. I remember everything very clearly the day that I was sorted into Gryffindor.
I stepped out of the boats for the first time in my life. My brother always said it was beautiful but he had lied the castle was breathtaking. I walked up the stone steps and entered the grand foyer of the school. A professor then came out and began talking to us.
"Hello my name is Professor Dumbledore and once you step inside the doors behind me you will be sorted into a house. The houses are Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. The house you're put into will be your home during the school year for the next seven years. Now if you will follow me" He then turned around and we walked through the large oak doors.
I looked up above me; the ceiling was enchanted to be the night sky. Once at the other end of the room we stopped. An old ruddy hat was sitting on a stool. Professor Dumbledore started reading off new student names and he would then place the hat on their head and soon after a house name would be called. Soon it was my turn.
"Sonoña Malfoy" Dumbledore said. I walked up and sat on the stool.
Then the hat began to talk "Ah another Malfoy. Well you are very cunning and sly but I see courage and bravery too. Very smart. You do not posses the qualities needed to be evil. Hmmm. How about GRYFFINDOR!"
I stood up as Dumbledore took the hat off my head and walked to my new house table as they all clapped.
"Hello my name is Minerva McGonagall. I'm a Gryffindor too. I'm a third year." Said the girl who was seated across from me. She had her brown hair swept back into a tight bun.
"Hello, Sonoña Malfoy." I said back shaking her hand.
A girl who had just been sorted stood next to me. "Is this seat taken?" she asked pointing beside me.
I shook my head. "No have a seat. I'm Sonoña Malfoy."
"Hi. I'm Marie." She continued to talk to Minerva and me but I turned my attention to the boy who had just been sent to Slytherin.
His name was Tom Riddle. He had black hair that was gelled back and had a slight wave, and pale skin. He was tall and skinny but very attractive I turned my attention back to Marie.
"I see you've noticed that Riddle boy. He's bad news. I heard he's crazy and that he's murdered people. But Dumbledore brought him here from an orphanage. He's not pureblood either, which is rare if you are a Slytherin. They are so evil." Said Marie.
She had hit a nerve. I whipped my head towards her.
"My brother and my boyfriend are in Slytherin! And they are not evil!"
She looked startled and scared. I turned away from her and looked at Minerva, she was looking at me oddly.
"What?" I snapped.
She shook her head and mumbled a sorry. "Your eyes weren't green a moment ago they were bright blue. Now they have turned as green as green can be."
"Oh, they've always done that. They change with my emotions." I said and turned to Marie. "I'm terribly sorry for yelling at you. My brother has been my best friend all my life, as is my boyfriend. He might be a Slytherin but he isn't evil." She nodded and smiled. I smiled back.
"Which one is he?" Minerva asked.
I pointed to the blond haired boy across the room. He sat with his friends, Marvic Avery, Evan Rosier, and Garret Nott, my boyfriend. Garret saw me and elbowed my brother in the ribs. He turned to look at what Garret was pointing at. He saw me and smirked.
I smiled back and looked at Marie. "Wow. He's really attractive."
"Don't get to attached he has a girlfriend." Just as I said this she walked up to him and sat beside him.
"Marie, meet the biggest suck up you will ever see. That is Fedonia." I said as a dark haired girl played with my brother's hair.
"She can't be that bad… can she?" Marie asked still looking at my brother and Fedonia.
"She spent the summer with us. Did anything my mother wanted. Always acted so sweet to my father. She hung all over my brother. It was quiet annoying actually." I looked at her she looked like she could start drooling any moment. "His name is Abraxas if you want to know. He and his friends are third years."
"I know him. He's always been in my potion's class. It's dreadful being with the Slytherins. All together they aren't good. Alone I wouldn't know I don't really speak to them." Said Minerva. I laughed; I had never though of Slytherins as being evil.
We smiled and began talking about different things. I was pureblood, Marie was muggleborn, and I didn't know what Minerva was I never asked. Our friendship was forbidden in my house but I didn't care, for once in my life I had a true friend. I had someone who wasn't my brother.
My parents hated me for being in Gryffindor. 'It's a disgrace. You are a pureblood!' 'The whole family has always been in Slytherin and you messed it up.' I didn't care, my parents and me didn't see eye to eye and we never would. They didn't like Marie either but let her visit over the summer none the less.
"Time to get up Soña." He said.
I looked at him like he was crazy and rolled over, pulling the covers with me. He was silent for a moment and then I felt strong arms encircle me and lift me up. "Sonoña Malfoy get up. It's your seventh year and you leave in two hours."
I looked at him shocked. "You forgot didn't you Soña?"
"Yes. Kind of." I said sheepishly. He set me down and I wrapped the sheets around me. "Get ready.' He said. "Mom has for some odd unconceivable reason decided to make breakfast herself this morning." He turned around on his heel, cloak billowing behind him, and shut the door.
I lay down on my bed and sighed. It was my last year. My last year to walk the halls of my home away from home. The last year with my friends. It was my last year to see him, to see Tom Riddle.
I shook his image from my mind and walked to my closet. I grabbed a black skirt and a green sweater and black pumps. I got dressed and pulled the top half of my hair back pinning it up with a silver clip that was embellished with diamonds. I said a simple spell and my hair fell in soft curls to the middle of my back. I went into my bathroom and opened a cabinet. I applied sliver eyeshadow to my eyelids and a light pink gloss to my lips. Being a pureblood my mother hated my muggle makeup but most all of my friends were muggle so that is what they bought me for my birthday. My mother didn't know I wore it at the house to displease her but at school I used spells to do my makeup.
I walked down the hallway and down the large staircase. I accioed my luggage and my owl's cage and set them by the door. I walked through the living room and into the large dining hall. At the other end of the table sat my father, to his left my mother and to his right Abraxas. I sat down next to Abraxas and looked at the plate of food that the house elf had just put in front of me. A scrambled egg, sausage, bacon, and toast lay in front of me along with a goblet of pumpkin juice. I began to eat as my father turned to my brother.
"We shall begin your training when Sonoña leaves this afternoon. You must be trained in the dark arts Abraxas. It is not enough just to dislike muggles and mudbloods, you must torture them. They are below us, dirt, mudbloods aren't worth being taught magic. They are not worth living. " I looked up allowing my fork to drop to my plate.
"Sonoña if you cannot hold a fork properly I suggest you eat somewhere else or don't eat at all." Snapped my mother.
I turned to my father. "Muggles and mud… muggleborns are people too why should they be punished for not knowing magic or being born from non magical parents. Marie isn't pureblood but she is one of the best students in my year. There is no need to torture people because of their blood!" I screamed at my father.
He stood up and walked over to me grabbing my arm and yanking me up out of my chair. It fell to the floor with a crash. "You worthless daughter! You have been raised to respect your parents and elders and you will not tell me what is right or wrong! The Malfoy's have been taught the dark arts for years and it is only right that Abraxas learns them as well. He has already learned many things but he will continue to learn whether or not you like the idea." He spat. "You on the other hand will never learn them for it has been proven you show no heed to the ways of this family." He had been shaking me the entire time.
I looked up into his cold gray eyes. He disgusted me. "I hate you. You wonder why I don't follow your ways. They are stupid and pointless! They don't do any good. Killing people because of their blood. Blood means nothing! You and mother keep your noses to high in the air to realize that purebloods aren't always the best people! You certainly aren't the best in the world!" I screamed at him as I tore my arms out of his grasp.
He then slapped me hard across the face. I fell to the floor and I heard him say "crucio". I felt fire run through my veins. I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming, to show him weakness would only mean he won and that would only give him more pleasure. I wouldn't give him that. I could hear my brother's pleas to my father to lift the curse off me. After a moment, that felt like eternity, I felt the curse be lifted off me.
"Get out of my site and up to your room. Garret and Abraxas are taking you to King's Cross." He spat. I stood up shakily and looked at my mother. She wouldn't meet my eyes.
"Why won't you look at your child mother?" I asked her venomously.
"You are no child of mine." She said. I looked at my father and then towards my brother. He was standing behind my father.
I shook my head and turned on my heel, my head held high, with the dignity of a pureblood wizard. Once I shut the dining hall door behind me I raced to my room the tears that I refused to let fall fell down my pale skin. I threw open my door and jumped on my bed face down into the pillows. I cried for myself, for the pain of the Cruciatus curse still lingered in my body, I cried for my brother, and even my parents.