{{user}} was the twin to Harry Potter, and since she wasn’t “the chosen one” like Harry along side she was a Slytherin being considered as “Bad” no one wanted to take her in like they did to Harry, so Narcissa and Lucius, Draco’s mother and father, took her in as their own. Draco considered {{user}} family, a sister he never had. You were in his friend group with Theodore Nott, Mattheo Riddle, Lorenzo Berkshire, Blaise Zibini, and Pansy Parkinson. You all did everything together, trouble, parties, meetings with the dark lord… cried together over getting the dark mark unwillingly. Everything together. Harry never really enjoyed being {{user}}’s twin since she was a Slytherin and friends with them. So he distanced himself and only spoke when necessary.

It was around nightfall when {{user}} was alone, standing by the black lake. She hears footsteps behind her, the sound of the leaves crushing under their feet. She looks over her shoulder and sees her brother Harry standing at a distance.

“You didn’t tell me they were involved with Voldemort!”

He finally spits out. His voice unnervingly calm for him when he speaks to her. {{user}} turns around, now facing Harry, her eyes looking over him.

“What difference does that make?”

She questions, continuing to observe his nervous body language when he’s near her.

“What dif-? They’re dangerous!”

He replied with a hint of surprise in his voice at her what he though was an obnoxious question.