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The five seventh year Slytherin girls awoke one winter morning feeling tired and sick. They had been out last night as they had several times after their first night out back in September. Their monsterous hangovers were now kicking in full force and the loud noise that was currently present in their room was not a welcome guest.

"WAKEY, WAKEY! RISE AND SHINE, LADIES!"

"What the hell? GET OUT!".

"COME ON, COME ON! IT'S TIME TO GET UP! WE'RE GOING HOME TODAY!".

"I'm going to get up in a minute and HIT YOU IN THE GOD DAMN FACE!".

"OOOOH! SOMEONE'S GROUCHY TODAY!".

"I'LL SHOW YOU BLOODY GROUCHY!".

Sofia opened her eyes to see what all of the racket was. Blaise, Draco, Theo, Greg, Adrian and Vinnie were running around the dorm and banging metal pans together while screaming at the top of their voices. She would have joined in with the shouting match that was going on if it was not for the pounding sensation she had in her head.

"ALRIGHT, WE'RE UP!", bellowed Daphne.

"AND YOU BETTER RUN 'CAUSE I AM GOING TO GET THOSE PANS AND WRAP THEM AROUND YOUR THICK HEADS!", screamed Pansy.

At seeing her advancing on them with her wand in hand, the boys quickly ran out of the room. Pansy was not a morning person at the best of times.

"Those boys are going to be the death of us".

*

"Eurgh, I feel terrible", whined Daphne.

The group of Slytherins were sat in the carriage on the Hogwarts Express, waiting to get home to their families for Christmas.

"Well that will teach you not to go out drinking all night then stumble in at 5 o'clock this morning, laughing and screaming. I'm surprised the Gryffindorks couldn't here you in that blasted tower of theirs!", said Draco.

"At least it wasn't as bad as the time when we came into your room and Sofia was sick on Blaise's bed", commented Daphne.

"Or the time when she tried to get undressed in the common room and shouted at you all saying you were in our dorm", Pansy added.

"Alright guys, enough with the embarrassment thanks", Sofia sighed. She had no energy left after last night and the previous talk of vomit had made her stomach churn.

"You all look ridiculous by the way", Blaise stated.

As was usual after a steaming night out when the girls were not allowed to wallow in the privacy of their own dormitory, Pansy, Daphne and Sofia all had their hair scraped back into a pony tail or high bun and wore large sunglasses which covered half of their faces.

"I know!", Greg agreed, "Why the hell are you wearing sunglasses? It's snowing outside".

"Trust me, you do not want to see what is under these glasses", muttered Pansy as Sofia and Daphne nodded their heads in agreement.

"So come on then, what went down last night? Anything exciting?", asked Theo.

"You should be asking Sofia that, I'm sure she has some 'exciting' things to share".

"I can see something interesting coming out here", Theo laughed, "come on Sofia, spit it out".

"Our little Sofia was the object of desire of a certain dark haired stranger last night".

"Daphne!", Sofia reprimanded.

"What? He was hot", she defended.

"Oh he was. You practically had a free night out too, he was buying you drinks all night.He even slipped his address into your purse so you could owl him!", Pansy laughed.

"What's up Draco? Why the long face?", Daphne teased as she noticed the murderous look in his eyes.

Draco Malfoy did not want to be listening to this conversation and he certainly did not want to know about Sofia's rendez-vous.

"Yeah Draco, don't you want to hear all about Sofia's latino lover?", Pansy smirked smugly, knowing she was getting under Draco's skin.

"Yeah, because Draco really wants to hear about other guys hitting on the girl he fancies".

Adrian Pucey had once again put his foot in it.

*

Zabini Manor looked magnificent in all of it's Christmas glory and Sofia had loved spending the last few days catching up with her parents and having some much needed quality time with them. After having an excellent time unwrapping her many presents that beautiful Christmas morning, she was currently getting ready before the Malfoys arrived to have Christmas dinner, much to her chagrin.

"Now Sofia, I want you to remember what we agreed to last night", her Mother said.

Sofia rolled her eyes and thought back to the conversation she had had with her Mum last night.

"The Malfoys will be joining us for Christmas dinner and drinks tomorrow evening as they have for the last 20 years", Seline told her daughter.

"Oh fantastic, I just can't wait", Sofia replied with sarcasm dripping from every word she said.

"I know it will be difficult for you but I would like it if you gave Lucius and Narcissa the opportunity to prove to you what lovely people they are and how much they care for you".

"Fat chance of that", Sofia snorted.

"Lucius and Narcissa are very dear to your Father and I, they are your godparents and you mean a great deal to them, Sofia. You found it in your heart to forgive Draco, and you hated him just as much as Lucius, so I know you can do the same for his parents".

 
Sofia didn't have much to say to this. She had forgiven Draco and she had found that, whilst he was still spoiled and egotistical, he was also caring, funny and a great friend. 'And possibly something more', she thought.

"All we ask is that you give them a chance. They would give you the stars if they could so please just try?", her Mother asked.

"Fine, just don't force them into my life so quick. If this is going to work it will take time", she unwillingly responded.

"Really? Oh Sofia, you don't understand what this will mean to them!", Seline exclaimed.

 
"I haven't forgotten, Mum, but I hope you haven't forgotten what I said too", Sofia replied to her Mother's earlier statement.

"Of course not. Now, I think I just heard the bell on the floo signalling their arrival so come on, we must get downstairs".

Sofia found that her Mother had been correct as she walked into the lounge to find the Malfoys sitting on the cream and gold embroidered sofa.

"Lucius, Narcissa, Draco! It's so wonderful to see you and Merry Christmas to you all", Seline greeted.

"It's great to see you too, Seline, and of course little Sofia", Narcissa said, cautiously smiling at the raven haired girl.

"It's nice to see you too, Mrs Malfoy", Sofia responded, smiling uneasily at the elegant woman.

Her Mother beamed as the rest of the room paused in shock for a second at Sofia's words before Narcissa spoke again.

"Oh, please call me Narcissa. Mrs Malfoy reminds me of my Mother-in-law, a venomous woman who I am not particularly fond of".

Sofia couldn't help but laugh a little at this. Her Mother had been right when she had told her that Narcissa had a good sense of humour.

"Before we have dinner I thought it would be nice to exchange gifts", Seline suggested to the room.

"Of course, Lucius would you hand them out please?", Narcissa asked her husband.

One by one Lucius handed out the gifts as her Father gave the Malfoys theirs. As the elder Malfoy came to the last present he paused as he pulled it out of the bag, looking at Sofia with uncertainty and then to her Mother and Narcissa. Seline nodded her head and Lucius handed the gift to Sofia, smiling warmly.

Sofia took the gift and reciprocated a small smile. She could not bring herself to speak to him yet and was scared about what would slip out of her mouth if she opened it.

After taking off the gift wrap, Sofia held a book in her hands with a slightly confused face. The words on the pages were all handwritten and the cover was just parchment. It was like someone had just made it themselves. Upon closer inspection she let out an audible gasp at the writing on the front:


'Pride and Prejudice,
First Edition,
Handwritten by myself;
Jane Austen'.

 
Sofia couldn't believe her eyes. Here, in her hands, was the first ever copy of her favourite novel. It was the copy that Jane Austen herself had put together, made and written all by her own hand. This was created before the first ever book!

"But how?", she said looking at Narcissa, disbelief and shock etched into her face.

"It was all Lucius", she smiled.

Sofia looked over to the blonde haired man, who looked rather uncomfortable and nervous, with the same question burning in her eyes.

"Well, I remember your Mother mentioning it, saying that this was your favourite. Favourite er, book that is. I figured that you would already have the book, so I, well, I found this and I er-, well I thought you would like it. You do like it?", he stuttered.

Sofia couldn't help but feeling a little drop of guilt at Lucius' unease. She also couldn't stop the huge grin that spread across her face.

"I love it!", she exclaimed.

Lucius let out a sigh of relief, pleased that he had managed to do something good for his treasured goddaughter.

Sofia's blue met Lucius' grey again as she looked him in the eye and spoke.

"It really is amazing and you must have spent a hell of a lot of money and gone through an awful amount of trouble to get this. Thank you, Lucius".

Lucius nodded his head and smiled graciously, silently thanking Sofia for giving him a chance.


*

Sofia was helping her Mother find the magical camera in the library when she found herself itching to burst. She had constantly felt like this around her parents since she had arrived home and found that she couldn't take it anymore.

"Mum, would you be mad if I asked you something that you probably don't want to hear?", Sofia cautiously asked her Mother.

"Of course not, darling, you can ask me anything you know. I'm always here for you. What's troubling that pretty little head of yours?".

"You see the things is, well, after the incident at Malfoy Manor and you and Father spoke to me about Lucius and Narcissa, well erm, after I left I came back to ask you where my Hogwarts letter was and I, er, sort of overheard your conversation with Dad", Sofia stuttered.

Seline Zabini froze. She knew exactly what conversation Sofia had heard and she knew exactly what it was about. Due to her Mother's lack of response, Sofia spoke again.

"I didn't mean to overhear, I really didn't but you were talking about me and I couldn't help it. You said I had to accept something. What were you and Dad talking about?".

After a long pause, Seline answered her daughter.

"This is not a matter that I should discuss with you alone. Come with me".

The two headed back to the lounge where the Malfoys, her Father and Blaise were sat having drinks.

"About time!", joked Andre, but at seeing his wife's expression, he soon faltered and his face displayed worry.

"It's time. Sofia overheard us talking after we went to dinner at Malfoy Manor. We have to tell her".

Sofia saw her Father's normally tanned skin pale and, to her shock, so did the Malfoys'. To be frank, they all looked like the world had come crashing down on them.

"Sofia, sit down", said her Father.

After a little hesitancy she sat, knowing that she was not going to like what was about to come.

"Before I say anything, I want you to promise that you will not interrupt and listen to our reasons for what we are about to tell you".

She reluctantly nodded her head and waited for her Father to continue.

"When you were born you were so perfect. You truly was the most beautiful baby we had ever seen and we weren't just being biased, everyone thought so. Your picture, and Blaise's too, was all over the media and people just couldn't get over how beautiful you was. When Draco was born it was the same. He too had the limelight thrown upon him with his grey eyes and blonde hair. It was only natural that people believed you two were a match made in heaven", he started.

"I don't understand. What has any of this got to do with Draco?", Sofia asked. She was so confused. She had no idea where this was going.

"As I said", Andre carried on, ignoring his daughter's interruption, "it was only natural that people believed you two were a match made in heaven and it was only a matter of time before we believed it too. Just weeks after you were born, when we knew nothing of You Know Who and his plans, we came up with an idea. It was brilliant. We ensured our children's happiness and united our families all at once".

"What do you mean united our families? You're confusing me, I don't understand?", Sofia asked, clearly perplexed.

Realising his daughter had forgotten her promise to not interrupt, Andre sighed and cut to the chase.

"You and Draco are betrothed".

The silence was excruciating. All eyes were on Sofia but she appeared to be frozen. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide. It was as if she had been carved out of stone and the expression of shock and horror had been sculpted on to her face. However, the statue soon smashed and came to life.

"Tell me that this is a joke. Tell me that none of you did this", she breathed as she stood up.

"Sofia, we only wanted what was best for you. It seemed-".

"LIVING MY LIFE HOW I WANT IS WHAT'S BEST FOR ME! NOT HAVING IT CONTROLLED AND PLANNED OUT BY MY PARENTS AND THEIR FRIENDS! IT'S WRONG! IT'S ABSURD! IT- IT'S- IT'S JUST WRONG!", she screamed.

"Sofia, please", her Mother begged, "we thought it would be a beautiful union".

"A BEAUTIFUL UNION! FALLING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE IS A BEAUTIFUL UNION! BEING FORCED TO LOVE SOMEONE IS NOT! AND YOU", Sofia bellowed as she turned to Draco, "HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SITTING THERE SO QUIET AND CALM?".

As she looked into his troubled eyes she saw the asnwer staring right at her.

"You knew. Oh Merlin, how stupid could I be? This is why you were so nice. This is why you helped me that day and when I got pushed into the lake. YOU KNEW!".

"It wasn't like that. Sofia, please listen to me", Draco said as he stood to try and reach out to her.

"GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU KNOW, YOU ACTUALLY HAD ME FOOLED! I THOUGHT YOU WAS ACTUALLY DIFFERENT! THAT YOU ACTUALLY LIKED ME! YOU EVEN MADE ME LIKE YOU TOO BUT IT WAS ALL FAKE! YOU'RE ALL DESPICABLE! THIS IS WHY YOU WANTED ME TO GET ALONG WITH THEM AS WELL I TAKE IT!", she shouted as she turned back to her parents and pointed a finger at Lucius and Narcissa.

"Sofia, please calm down. We need to talk about this", her Mother pleaded.

"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! THERE IS NO NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS BECAUSE IT IS NOT HAPPENING!".

The only noise to accompany this statement was the door as Sofia slammed it on her way out.

Tears streamed down her face as she entered her room. Not wanting to be in the house any longer, she grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.

"Parkinson Manor", she choked.

Blaise and Draco entered her room just in time to see the green flames dying down. She had gone.



 
 
 
 

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