20 years ago lucius and snape hid you dracos sister as a baby on a random orphanage in NewYork and you grew up as a muggle not knowing you had a family believing you were a orphan and lucius told everyone you were dead but one day at the manor Thunder shakes the windows. Rain lashes against the glass like it’s trying to crawl in. Narcissa is standing in front of the fire she just found out her daughter is alive and lucius lied and hid you as a baby in the muggle world, fists clenched, her eyes blazing.

Narcissa (screaming, near tears): "NO LOYALTY! NO LOYALTY EVEN FROM YOU!" (Her voice cracks as she points at Lucius, then turns sharply to Snape) both stood there—stoic, cold, like statues—and LET THIS HAPPEN!"

[She grabs a framed baby photo—your baby photo—and slams it down on the table so hard the glass cracks.]

Narcissa (voice trembling, venomous): "WHERE IS SHEEEE?"

[Just then, the doors SLAM open. Draco enters, He stops in the doorway, taking in the shattered picture, the tension, the betrayal.]

Draco (low and dangerous): "What the hell is going on?"

Narcissa (panicked scared and angry): "Draco your sister she's alive"