A/N: Hey, This is just a one-shot I wrote while it was raining outside. It was actually the rain that inspired me. Hope you enjoy.
"Ron, dear, time for dinner." Molly Weasley said to her son, one rainy afternoon at The Burrow.
"Yeah, two minutes, Mum," he replied, staring in awe out of the window of his bedroom which was decorated Quidditch style.
"Watch are you watching? You have been looking out of that window everyday since this awful weather started." she stated and strode over to Ron's bedroom window.
As she looked out, she saw why her son was staring out. Across the fields next to their house, was Malfoy Manor. From the Burrow, you could see the gray, stone-built 3 storey mansion, perfectly. But Ron and Mrs. Weasley weren't looking at the house, but the gardens of the house. There, in the well-kept, rose filled gardens was a little girl dancing in the rain. She was obviously a Malfoy as she had perfectly straight blonde hair, cascading down her back. As she twirled, her hair would follow behind. She was wearing a flowing white dress which would be billowing behind her as she ran.
"Who is she, Mum?" Ron asked confused as he had never seen her before.
"That's....That's Lilliana Malfoy." she hesitated.
She was the only one, besides the Malfoys, who knew she existed.She was the one who heard the screams from the manor as Narcissa went into labour. Molly Weasley was the one to help Narcissa give birth, the day Lilliana was born. Lucius was nowhere to be found that day. But that night, he arrived home drunk. Narcissa never told Lucius who delivered her baby for her. He would have killed Lilliana if he had known. Narcissa told him she managed to flew a mid-witch in time. And he believed it.
Molly never told her husband, Arthur, either as he would have shouted at his wife for helping a Malfoy.
"Since when does Malfoy have a sister?" he asked, shocked.
"Since the 2nd of November 1984." she sighed.
"Then....that would make her 12. So why wasn't she at Hogwarts last year?" he asked curiously.
"Oh dear, I almost forgot, dinner will be getting cold. Come on Ron." she rushed quickly out of the room and downstairs where the family were piling in from work or from being outside. Ron soon followed.
The Weasley family all sat down at the table. Arthur Weasley at the head of the table, with Molly and Ginny on either side. Next to Ginny, was Fred then George. Next to Molly there is Percy and then Ron. The family ate in silence, but not before the men shared their day. It was Ron who broke the silence.
"So Mum, you never told me why Lilliana doesn't go to Hogwarts." Ron stated.
Arthur and Molly stopped eating abruptly while Fred and George almost choked on their food. Percy and Ginny kept eating as they had no clue what Ron was on about.
"Can we please get off of this discussion Ronald, please." It was more of a statement than a question.
"But why? What's your problem," Ron moaned.
"THAT'S IT!! LEAVE THE TABLE THIS INSTANT!!" Mrs. Weasley shouted while slamming her fork on the table.
Ron stood and marched out of the house. He couldn't believe his own mum had just deprived him of dinner. Especially when she usually forced people to eat.
He walked all the way to the lake which wasn't far from his house. As he approached the lake, he saw a familiar face which he was none too happy about. Draco Malfoy.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he snarled.
"It's a free country, Weasel." he replied, sounding rather bored.
Draco was sat with his back against a great big oak tree staring across the lake. Ron stood, wondering why he would come all the way over here from his Manor. Then a thought came into his head.
"Hey Malfoy, can I ask you something?" he asked wearily.
Draco looked up at him.
"Make it quick, Weasley."
"The little girl that was in your rose gardens today in the rain. Your sister. Why doesn't she go to Hogwarts?"
Draco looked at him suspiciously. Then stood abruptly with his wand out.
"You think you're funny, Weasley?" he sneered.
"Wow. I was only asking, Malfoy. Calm down." With that Ron walked away. He didn't want to get into a duel as he didn't have his wand with him.
When Ron walked away, Draco sat back down against the tree. There, he sobbed.
"It was her, Arthur. I saw her with my own eyes." Molly said desperately.
"Well, it is the day, Molly. Of you know what." Arthur explained.
Just then, Ron walked in. Molly rushed over to him.
"Oh, Ronald, dear. I am so sorry about earlier. My head was all over the place." she hugged her son. "There is some dinner on the stove for you."
"It's ok, mum." He walked over to the stove and picked up his dinner and then sat at the table and ate.
Mr & Mrs. Weasley went about their usual evening. Mr. Weasley sat in the sitting room examining Muggle items and Mrs. Weasley continued with housework.
When Ron had finished, he walked upstairs to his room. He sat on his bed and once again, looked out of the window across to Malfoy Manor. He was shocked at what he saw. There was Draco Malfoy strolling through the rose gardens as if looking for something. He gave up by the looks of things and walked into the Manor.
'What was he looking for?' Ron wondered. He looked from the door Draco had just went in and back to the gardens. He jumped back. There she was. Lilliana. Dancing again as water poured from the sky.
Just then, Fred, George and Ginny walked into the room.
"What was going on at dinner, little bro?" asked Fred.
"Yeh, you made mum so angry." continued George.
"Guys, come here." he said with a wave of his hand. "Tell me you see her."
He pointed over to the Malfoy Manor rose gardens.
"See who, Ron?" Ginny asked curiously.
"She's there. Mum saw her. Why aren't you three and Malfoy?"
"See who? " Ginny repreated, impatiently.
"Lilliana Malfoy!" he almost shouted.
Fred and George gave each other vacant looks.
"Lilliana Malfoy is dead, Ron." said George in a slight whisper.
"She died in a house fire at Malfoy Manor three years ago today." said Fred.
If the twins hadn't looked and sounded so deadly serious, Ron would have outright laughed. But they were being serious.
"When did this happen?" he asked breathlessly.
"While we were all at school. No one knows how it happened. The Ministry thinks it looks very suspicious. The Malfoys made no comment to the Daily Prophet." said Ginny.
"How did you three know?" Ron enquired.
"You were staying at Hermione's along with Harry so you didn't see the wreckage. It was only a small part of the house. Not much but it killed Lilliana."
Now it all made sense. Why Malfoy had acted the way he did at the lake. But why had his siblings not been able to see her? Why only him and his mum?
"We don't know why we can't see her. Neither does Mum. Mum thinks she can see her because when she helped Narcissa give birth to Lilliana, a special power generated from Lilliana to her. As if she is her protector or something like that." explained Ginny.
Ron only nodded. Fred left the room followed by George. Ginny walked closer to Ron.
"She was beautiful. I only spoke to her once. She was so nice. No Malfoy-ness whatsoever," she chuckled and walked out of the room.
Ron looked back out of the window. She was gone. He looked at the clock. It was 12 midnight. Her day is over.
He lay back on his bed and slowly drifted off to sleep. Hoping, that in 359 days, he would see that little girl again. Dancing in the rain.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Please, Please review. I really want to know what you thought. This was just something that came into my head. Nothing special but please review.
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