You and your parents sat down on the floor for a moment.

'Honey.. please listen to our story. Don't judge us before you hear everything.'

You just nodded. It made you feel nervous. What were they going to say? You looked at them. Your mother looked at your father. He knew she wanted him to tell you.

'As two pureblood Slytherins.. We both grew up in kind off like the same household as the Malfoys. Our family has always had a good bond with the Malfoys.' Your father started.

You never had a bond with the Malfoys in your life. This didn't make any sense to you.. but you didn't speak. You promised not to.

'Until I met your mother.. at Hogwarts, we both hated the way our families were.. but we got pulled into their activities. We were pulled towards the dark side.'

You looked at them. You never really spoke to the rest of your family. You didn't know that they were on the dark side. Your parents saw that you were surprised. They didn't blame you. You hardly knew your other family members.

'We were next in line to become Voldemorts servants. Like the Malfoys are now. We did serve him a couple of months.. but we never got to the dark mark ceremony.'

They both showed their arms. You knew that they didn't have dark marks. You never saw them. You would have noticed.

'Right before the ceremony, your mother got pregnant. We started thinking about your future and we didn't want you to have the life that Draco is living right now. We didn't want you to be evil. We didn't want you to live like that.' Your father continued.

You knew where this was heading. You could feel it. Your gut was telling you what they were going to say.

'We said no. We betrayed Voldemort, and we betrayed the Malfoys.. We betrayed our own family. We managed to get away and move. We got a new home, we got a new life. We just wanted you to be happy.'

You felt that coming. They said no, so you could happily.. unlike the Malfoys who chose this life for Draco.

'It did mean that we've lived in fear ever since. Everywhere we went, we were afraid that they'd come for us. That they'd come for you. I guess that day was today. We knew that we couldn't protect you forever but we wanted you to live in peace for as long as you could. That's why we didn't tell you. It wasn't that we didn't want you to know.. we just wanted you to live carefree.'

You now got what was going on. They had the same reason for not telling you like Draco did. Only this was less of an immediate problem.

'Thank you guys for telling me.' You just said.

'I'm glad we told you..' Your mother said. 'I hope you're not mad.'

'I'm not. Don't worry.'

You hugged your parents. You held them slightly longer than normal. You appreciated every moment now with them. Your parents could feel it and they didn't even force you to let go.

'Are we going to be okay?' You asked.

'We are.. but are you also going to be okay? Seeing everything that's been going on?'

'It's.. difficult. I love him and hate him at the same time. He's not good for me, yet I want him in my life. I wish things could be easier..'

'They will get easier. Have faith. If it's meant to be, he'll come back to you in any way possible.'

You smiled.

'I know.'

-

'You're all dismissed.' Voldemort said before storming out. 

Draco immediately left. Narcissa followed him. She saw the look on his face before he left. He wasn't stable.

'Draco!'

He didn't look back he almost ran to his room. This day was too hard for him he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't be living here like this.

'Draco!'

He walked into her room and Narcissa managed to stop the door from closing.

'Talk to me.' She just said.

'No. I just want to be alone.'

'I'm not going to leave you alone. Is this because you can't tell anyone you two are dating?' Narcissa asked.

'No. Is that seriously what you think?!'

'Yes..'

'Don't you get it?! I don't want this, I don't want to do this!'

His mother looked at him in a bit of shock that he was actually yelling in a house with Lord Voldemort in it.

'What? Did you really think I was happy to walk up those stairs?! Did you really think that I wasn't hoping that she was so well hidden that I wouldn't find her?! It broke my heart when I saw her. She was scared of me.'

Maybe you were expecting something else. Draco could see that Narcissa didn't quite understand him as well as he thought she did.

'I'm sure she wasn't Draco..'

'She screamed at me, she told me she hates me!'

Narcissa was worried about his volume. Draco couldn't really think about that. All he could feel was the anger and the disappointment. The disappointment is himself, in his parents.

'Draco-'

'And it's all dads fault!'

He was blaming Lucius from getting him into this. Not voldemort. It was his choice to let his family live like this.

'Draco-'

'I promised her I wouldn't lie to her again! I kept so many things from her while all I wanted was for her to love me! She made me love life again.'

That sounded serious. Narcissa knew her son was unhappy, but she didn't know it was this bad. She didn't know it was this bad that he stopped loving life.

'Dear-'

'Stop, mum! If I loose her because of this I don't know what I'll do.' He said.

'Even if you loose her, you can still find someone else later in your life.'

She really didn't understand. That only made it worse for him. He trusted his mother with his secret thinking she understood but she didn't.

'I thought you understood me, but you clearly don't. Don't you understand?! It's not about that! Do you think anyone will ever except me like I am just like she did?! The Malfoys last name will be a disgrace! It's about the fact that her god damn positive thing gets taken away from!'

'You have to calm do-'

'I love her, mum!'

Draco had so much anger build up inside of him, and it just had to disappear. He had to scream, He wanted to cry. It was quiet for a while. Narcissa didn't say anything.

'Okay?! Do you get that?! Do you get that I refuse to make her suffer any more than I've already made her suffer?! I won't do it! I don't want this!'

'You don't have a choice, Draco. I want to help you.. but I can't..'

Narcissa hoped that her son would understand that. But also, he didn't seem to understand her.

'Get out.'

'Draco, don't do this..'

'Get out!' He screamed.

Narcissa sighed and left, slamming the door behind her. Draco ran his hand through his hair and sat down on his bed. He felt miserable.

He covered his face with his hands. He thought about you and how much he missed you. How bad he felt towards you.. He just couldn't take it anymore. He just let it all out and allowed himself to cry for once...