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Just when you think life's gotten pretty good, it starts sucking so much it's not even funny.
Everything was perfect for a few minutes. Draco and I were out in the open and nothing could come between us...Then came the moment when Ron saw us, and next thing I know, the whole family's found out. (The downside of everyone knowing is that everyone knows.) Ron and Bill have been doing everything in their power to keep me away from him, and now Dad's found out, and he's really upset about it. I hate it, I've always been daddy's little girl and now he thinks I've betrayed him. The whole family thinks I've betrayed them. And I haven't, I swear! I didn't want to upset them...but upsetting them is really inevitable when you're mad for the person they all despise. I even used to hate him, and past me would be hexing present me into dust if she found out I got her involved with a Malfoy. I hate what being with Draco's doing to the family, and I hate being on their bad sides, but at the same time I don't want to let Draco go. It's really selfish, I know, but he's the most happiness I've ever had. I learned to like him. Love him, even, so I'm holding to the hope that others can do the same...though I doubt that's got a doughnut's chance in Hell of happening, at least in the next century.
Sometimes I think it'd be best to break things off with Draco. But then a millionth of a second later I mentally smack myself in the face for even thinking about it. It wouldn't do any good, I love him too much. But my family doesn't. And I love them, too, though obviously not in the same way. And I don't want them to cast me out, because I know very well I couldn't live without them.
Did I mention how much this sucks?
Unity
is Inter-House Relations.
Everything was perfect for a few minutes. Draco and I were out in the open and nothing could come between us...Then came the moment when Ron saw us, and next thing I know, the whole family's found out. (The downside of everyone knowing is that everyone knows.) Ron and Bill have been doing everything in their power to keep me away from him, and now Dad's found out, and he's really upset about it. I hate it, I've always been daddy's little girl and now he thinks I've betrayed him. The whole family thinks I've betrayed them. And I haven't, I swear! I didn't want to upset them...but upsetting them is really inevitable when you're mad for the person they all despise. I even used to hate him, and past me would be hexing present me into dust if she found out I got her involved with a Malfoy. I hate what being with Draco's doing to the family, and I hate being on their bad sides, but at the same time I don't want to let Draco go. It's really selfish, I know, but he's the most happiness I've ever had. I learned to like him. Love him, even, so I'm holding to the hope that others can do the same...though I doubt that's got a doughnut's chance in Hell of happening, at least in the next century.
Sometimes I think it'd be best to break things off with Draco. But then a millionth of a second later I mentally smack myself in the face for even thinking about it. It wouldn't do any good, I love him too much. But my family doesn't. And I love them, too, though obviously not in the same way. And I don't want them to cast me out, because I know very well I couldn't live without them.
Did I mention how much this sucks?
Unity
is Inter-House Relations.