Chapter 2 : Getting to Know Harry
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“Uh, I thought I was pretty clear. Sorry if I wasn't. I’m Victoria Malfoy. Draco is my twin brother. Then again, I’m known around Howgarts as the “other” Malfoy. Most people forget about me,” I said as I laid clothes out of my trunk and onto my bed.
Harry’s eyes looked at me and stared at me. He walked over to me and sat down on the bed that was supposed to be for Hermione. I didn’t object because if Hermione had come in, she’d leave immediately without making a sound.
“I thought I was rooming with Ronald Weasley. Do you know him?" His voice was more cheerful.
“Yeah, Harry, I’m in sixth year. I’m pretty familiar with the people in this school. I’ve known you ever since the first day of first year. Obviously you don’t remember me.”
“Wait a minute; you’ve been here since first year?”
“Uh, yeah. Hermione is my best friend. The two of us met on the train. Harry, are you okay?”
“I just didn’t know that Malfoy had a twin sister.”
“Yeah, well, not a lot of people do. I’m always forgotten. Draco is making the Malfoy name famous. I never really like attention by most people like Draco does. Our parents aren't all that supportive on either of us. I know it’s going to be weird that you and I are going to be sharing this room. If you want Ron to make Hermione switch, that’s fine.”
“Ron did this?”
“I would think so. I don’t really think that Hermione would want to share a room with Weasley.”
I stopped going through my trunk and glanced at Harry. My heart slowed down, and my pulse felt like it was slowing down. I knew he would probably want to know more. I would want to know more if I were him. I stacked many on my books on my desk and looked at him.
“I’m actually not really Draco’s twin sister. The Malfoys adopted me. He was born actually one day after me, and someone gave them to me. They told Draco and I that we were twins. I mean he’s my real brother, but not biologically. You know what I mean. Draco doesn’t know, so you can’t tell him. He thinks I look just like our mum. To tell the truth, that’s what I thought. That’s what I wanted to think. But I knew that I was thrown away. My parents left me at a lake to die.”
He was even quieter once I said that. He may have not believed me, but he just stayed quiet. I gazed at him and when he looked at me, I glanced away. He stood up and went to the door. I put my head down in failure. It was until he had stopped and turned to me.
“I believe you, if you were wondering.” He then left me alone.
As soon as I heard him going down the stairs, I exhaled deeply. I had survived the first interaction I had with my twin brother, with him actually knowing who I was. I smiled lightly and knew it was going to be an interesting year, just like it always was.
Hermione came in and had sorrow in her eyes. She came over to me and sat on the bed Harry had sat on.
“I’m sorry. Ron wanted me to stay with him, and I knew you had to talk to Harry.”
“You agreed?! Hermione, I defended you when he said that Ron suggested the switch. He doesn’t trust me, and I don’t think he will anytime soon.”
“I think he will if you tell him that you are his twin sister.”
“I just told him that I’m not Draco’s real sister. I said that my parents left me to die of hypothermia. I think he’s going to feel overwhelmed if I tell him anything else. I think that he won’t believe me if I tell him everything.”
She was the only one who knew my secret. All of my secrets. Ron knew that Harry was my brother, but he didn’t know everything else. She raised her eyebrows and led me to the common room. I sat the closest to the fire. I felt as if the blood in my veins turned to ice. Harry sat with Hermione and Ron, while I had just stared into the fire. It felt like I could see my father’s- my real father’s- face in the flames. Maybe it was him. It just felt nice to see him knowing that I knew about everything.
I turned to Harry, and he also was looking into the fire. So maybe my father was looking at Harry. The son that he wanted. I shuddered by just thinking about it and went quickly upstairs before anyone noticed I was gone. Hermione, on the other hand, noticed every movement I made. It made me anxious. I ran up to my room and slammed the door. I went to my trunk and looked for my journal. Piles of clothing hid the leather bound logbook. Engraved on it said, Victoria.
I flipped through the pages, skimming through various writings and drawings. The drawings were mostly of the moon and the stars. I was always fascinated with astronomy. The clean page was next to a page full of writing. I remember writing that entry. It wasn’t that hard to write. I saw on my window ledge and read to myself my own writing.
Harry Potter is the boy who lived. The boy who Mum and Dad loved. They threw you away. They left you to die and Tom found you. Tom loved you as much as he could. But the thing is they abandoned you all because you were a girl. Mum knew that the chosen one was a boy, and she panicked when she found out she was having twins. Dad couldn’t be happier. Then, he thought. What if the twins are both boys? You know all of this is true. Even if it is from your imagination, it could be exactly right. Who cares about stupid Victoria Malfoy? That’s not even your real name. They were going to name you Victoria Lily Potter. Tom got to you. He saved your life. You know he’s the father figure. He’s the one you should be thanking. Not Lucius Malfoy. You know that he loves Draco the most. Even though he treats him like rubbish, he loves him more than he would ever love you. They couldn’t accept you for what you had become.
Harry knocking on the door interrupted me. I quickly concealed the book under my pillow and stood. He looked at me. I couldn’t read him, which was odd. He was usually so easy to read.
“I understand the loss of your parents. You know how my parents died, right?”
“Again, Potter? You’re probably one of the most famous wizards of all time. Of course I know your story. I don’t live under a rock. How could I not know?”
“Well, Voldemort,” he stopped. “You don’t mind if I use his name, do you?”
“I call him something else, but I’m not one of those paranoid witches and wizards who fear his name. Go on,” I sighed.
“He murdered my parents and destroyed my home in Godric’s Hollow. I was then exported to the Dursley’s house by motorcar. Hagrid took me there with Dumbledore and McGonagall. My aunt and uncle are crazy.”
“I think I’d win that competition, Potter. You see my aunt is the notorious Bellatrix Lestrange. She tortured poor Neville’s parents. I never forgave her for that. Oh, and I know,” I swallowed. “Voldemort very personally.”
His whole expression changed. He looked as if I murdered his parents myself. I gazed into his eyes, which were so similar to mine. I shook my head.
“Don’t look at me that way. I can’t tell you now. You have to trust me and then, I’ll tell you everything I know. I promise. But you have to promise me something in return.”
He moved around the room and then stopped at the window. He looked up at the night sky and back at me. His hand, grazed up on the wall, and moved swiftly with him.
“What is it?” He asked as he looked back slightly.
“You can’t judge me. My whole life, I’ve been judged, especially by my parents. I don’t need any of it from the famous Harry Potter.”
He thought about it and then slowly nodded which made his glasses fall. Right before the glasses hit the ground, I had caught them quickly. He looked shocked but he was smiling. It was the first time I saw him smile while he knew I was alive. I walked up to him and put his glasses back on his face.
“Well, if they broke, I have the simplest spell to fix them.”
“So, Victoria is it?”
“Yeah, my name is Victoria. Tori, once you get to know me, if you want to, I mean. I’m sorry,” I said quickly.
“Victoria, it’s fine. I guess we’ll be living together for the next year. Do you go home for the winter holidays?”
“Well, usually I go home, to Malfoy Manor, but every other year I go to my boyfriend’s home. I absolutely love them, then again, who couldn’t? He has a huge family, so it’s great to talk with people who actually love you. With my family, it’s a whole lot different. I have at home, “Oh Victoria, why can’t you and Draco be better than Harry Potter?” or “Victoria, when are you going to get Exceeds Expectations is Potions?” It’s my uncle’s favorite subject at Hogwarts.”
“Who’s your boyfriend?” He asked, making me feel like he ignored everything else I said, which might have been all right because I didn’t think he’d be happy that my family constantly talks about him. I laughed.
“Uh. You know his brother and his sister. You know his whole family. I’m dating Fred Weasley. This year will make our fourth being together,” I said, thinking.
His eyes widened and seemed happy. But then again, his voice seemed worried. He went over to me and hugged me. It seemed like it wasn’t real. I took advantage of it and hugged him back.
“You and Fred? He doesn't seem like a guy to be in a relationship. Wait, wasn’t he dating Angelina Johnson in fourth year?”
“No, even if he was, that was when I was away for medical reasons. But I was there to see the tournament. That was insane. But during the Yule Ball, I was away. Aren’t you dating Ginny, though? I know you have feelings for her.”
He cocked his head as he stood up.
“Don’t worry, the only way I know that is because of Hermione. She’s my best friend, you see. So are you dating her?”
“No, she’s dating Dean Thomas. I think they’ve been going out for a while,” he said as he avoided eye contact with me. I saw how hurt he looked and I patted him on the back. He nodded to me.
“I'm sorry. Didn’t Fred try to sell her a love potion or something when they went to Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes this summer?” I said trying to make Harry happier.
Harry laughed at the thought, and then turned to me.
“Actually, I think Hermione and Ginny were just browsing. They were probably attracted to the birghtness of the pink. Oh those girls are mental sometimes.”
“Trust me, Harry. I know.”
“Victoria,” he turned to me. “I think we’re going to be good friends.”
“I hope so,” I whispered as I smiled to myself.
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