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The Life of a Young Black by DracoGal
Chapter 2 : Am I Loved?
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The next morning, I woke up to find myself sprawled all over Blaise. My head was on his chest, and half of my body was on his. Not that the position bothered me in the slightest. Our legs were somewhat intertwined, as if we were sending the message to each other that neither one of us is leaving. I looked up at Blaise and he looked so peaceful as he slept. I felt as if I could lie there and watch him forever, but I wanted to get out of bed and get some breakfast. I slowly untangled myself, but before I could scoot out of the bed, he pulled me back toward him. “And where do you think you’re going? Hmm?”

“I was heading downstairs to get food. And what if your mom or dad came in and saw me in here with you?” He chuckled.

“They wouldn’t care. They know that nothing would have happened.”

“Well, what would they say if we told them what went on in the garden yesterday?” 

“They still wouldn’t care.” he said in a mocking, sing-song kind of voice. I rolled my eyes and tried to break his grip on me. I tried and tried until I just gave in and cuddled up next to him.

“You would think that I would be able to get away from you with being a tough, awesome Chaser and all.” I said. He chuckled.

“Well, Beaters are a lot stronger. We have to handle the Bludgers. It’s not easy making sure you guys don’t die!” I laughed.


“So we have come to the agreement that Beater is the best Quidditch position?”

“What about Seeker?” a male voice asked from the doorway. I looked over and saw my other best friend, Draco Malfoy. I quickly got up from the bed and went over to hug him. “Hey Rex, how are you?”

“The best I’ve been all summer.” He smiled knowingly and looked over at Blaise.

“Hey man. What’s up?” Blaise shrugged and Draco shook his head. “You guys do know that it is nine o’clock, right? I expected you to be at my house by now.” I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room and down to the kitchen to get something to eat. I saw Steve sitting at the table reading the Daily Prophet and Amy was drinking coffee across from him reading Witch Weekly.

“Good morning.” I said. They looked up at me and smiled.

“Good morning, sweetie.” Amy said, smiling.

“Did Draco go wake you and Blaise up?” Steve asked.

“We were already up, but yeah he did.” I felt hands on my shoulders and looked behind me to see Draco with his hair hanging in his eyes. I pushed it away and giggled. “Haven’t you ever heard of a haircut?”

“I like it this way. Can I talk to you for a sec?” I nodded and he led me into the living room. “Why were you in bed with Blaise?” I sighed and we sat down on the couch.

“I had a nightmare and couldn’t fall back asleep.” He nodded and hung his head to look at the floor. He snapped it back up to look me in the eyes.

“Was it the one about….?”

“Yeah.” He sighed and pulled me into a hug. I put my head in the crook of his neck.

“Why can’t this go away? Why can’t I move on? It’s been three years.”

“You loved her.” he said simply. I quickly broke the hug and got up from the couch.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry!”


“What? I want breakfast; is that too much to ask?” He shook his head and followed me back into the kitchen. I sat at the table next to Blaise and he looked at me in confusion.

“What were you and D doing?”

“He asked me why I was in your bed.” I whispered. He rolled his eyes and placed his hand on my thigh. I closed my eyes at the touch and then the three of us waited for Amy to cook us breakfast.

About an hour later, we flooed to Draco’s house and were greeted by Cissy and Lucius. I hugged my second mother and shook hands with the man who was like my father (although he didn’t know that and I never plan on telling him because that would be completely embarrassing. I mean come on; it’s Lucius Malfoy for crying out loud!). We took our trunks up to Draco’s room and went back downstairs to the little parlor. “So how was your summer Dray?” I asked. He shrugged.

“It was okay, I guess. I had to attend party after party after party for three weeks straight. Then Mother and Father went on a quick vacation to Venice and left me home for a couple days which I was grateful for.” I smiled at him and then saw a snowy white owl tapping at the window. I gasped and went over and took the letter from it.


How DARE you just walk out of your dad’s house with no explanation and say that you won’t be coming home for Christmas! I always knew Sirius was right about you; you are worthless. You mean nothing. You’re just a pathetic waste of space and a disappointment. Maybe now that I’m moving in with Sirius he can see what it’s like to have a proper child. Oh well, all you Sytherins are alike. Good day.


Harry James Potter

I stared at the letter, reading each line over and over again. I clenched my fists and practically tore the parchment in half. “I am going to kill him!!!!” I let go of the letter and while it fluttered to the floor, I went to the fireplace. I threw in the floo powder and stepped into the green flames. “Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place!”

I stepped out of the fireplace and was greeted by the musty kitchen. I stomped into the hallway and looked in the living room, but no one was there. “Harry Potter!!” I screamed. Everybody, meaning the Weasleys, my dad, Hermione, Remus Lupin (my godfather; the only person in my messed up family who actually likes me), Nymphadora Tonks (who hates her first name so she just goes by her surname), Mad-Eye Moody, and Harry, came running into hallway. Harry snorted when he saw me and I advanced on him. “How dare you! What right do you have to send me a letter like that?! You have no idea what things are like for me! And your comment about us Sytherins is downright crap!! You know nothing; absolutely nothing!” I went to punch him, but someone grabbed my arm from behind. I turned around; prepared to hit them, but saw it was Blaise and I relaxed. I turned back around to face Harry and saw Draco walking toward me. I looked at him and Blaise with wide eyes. “What are you guys doing here?” They both chuckled.

“We didn’t want to see you get locked up in Azkaban.” Draco stated. I rolled my eyes at them and then my eyes fell on my dad. He didn’t look too pleased with having the boys in the house, but I honestly didn’t care.

“Rex?” I looked over to see who addressed me, and I saw that Remus had stepped forward. “Can I talk to you in the other room?” I nodded and turned to my boys.

“Go on. I’ll be home when I’m done here.” They nodded and walked out. I noticed that when I referred to the Manor as home my dad clenched his jaw, but I didn’t say anything. I followed Remus into the living room and after he put a silencing charm on the room, we sat on the couch and he sighed.

“Rex, I understand that you’re mad at all of them out there, but aren’t you being a little too harsh?” he asked calmly. I stared at him in disbelief.

“Are you saying that I should just forgive them for the hell they have put me through for the past four years? Are you saying to forgive and forget? I can’t do that, Remus! Okay, I can forgive everyone but my dad and Harry. Those two deserve everything I throw at them. They used to love me, but once I didn’t get sorted into the mighty Gryffindor house they turned their backs on me. If mum wasn’t as sick as she was three years ago, they would’ve gotten killed by her.” Remus nodded. “I mean, I’m happy where I am! I love being in Sytherin. I love my friends. I wouldn’t have survived in Gryffindor. I need to make my own legacy. Do you know what I mean?” He looked at me for a minute then nodded.

“I do, Rex. I honestly don’t know what is going through your dad’s head. Whenever your name comes up in a conversation, he changes the subject.”

“It’s because he hates me! I don’t understand why you can’t just accept that fact! I’m not like him so he hates me!” He sighed.

“I don’t think…” I held up my hand to stop him.

“Don’t Remus. Please don’t. Now, I have to get going. Blaise and Draco are missing me. I’ll write to you.” I got up to leave and Remus did the same before he pulled me into a hug. I gave him a small smile as he took off the silencing charm and I walked to the kitchen and flooed back to the Manor.

I stepped out of the fireplace and saw two worrying expressions on the boys’ faces. I sighed heavily and quickly walked to Draco’s room and threw myself on his bed. I dug my head in the pillows and felt like crying. But I didn’t. I hate feeling weak. I heard the door creak open and footsteps walking toward me. I turned my head and saw out of the corner of my eye that Blaise was crouched down next to the bed drawing little patterns on my arm with his fingers. “Rex, talk to me.” I turned my head away from him and he sighed but continued his actions.

“Come on, Blaise. Leave her. You know she’ll talk to us when she’s ready.” Draco said. Then, he walked out of the room. Blaise went from rubbing my arm to running his fingers through my hair.

“Rex?” I shed a few silent tears before I looked up at him. He wiped away my tears and cupped my cheek. “Don’t listen to them. They don’t know anything. You are not worthless. You are everything.” I gave him a small smile and leaned in to kiss him. He met me halfway and as his lips touched mine, I felt whole. I felt complete. I realized at that moment that I was loved.

A/N: And there you go! Chapter 2! What did you think? Pretty please with a cherry on top leave a review! I love hearing from you guys!


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