Once upon a time, they'd go for picnics, go to the Astronomy Tower, skip class and run around the halls like giggling little children. They'd meet at the Manor or Mansion and bake with Ophelia. They'd go to Hogsmeade for Narcissa every Saturday morning on school breaks to get food supplies and end up in a back alley cafe talking about everything until their throats were dry. On Boxing day, they'd meet at Malfoy Manor for the annual ball and when everybody had gone to bed, they'd sneak down in their dressing gowns, grab the half empty bottles of wine and waltz around the kitchen.

Once upon a time, they were inseparable.

What happened?

~FLASHBACK TO TWO DAYS AGO~

"Did you say my father ?" She suddenly realised what he said.

"No."

"Yeah-you did you-you said my father?"

"I didn't mean to say that y/n."

"Father said he's away on work. Why is it that my father comes to the manor?" Her heart was beating rapidly.

"Scabior does come for a reason, but I can't be the one to tell you why."

"Draco. Tell. Me. Now."

"I can't be the one to tell you this."

"You're keeping things from me Draco. You're lying to me again! You keep disappearing for days on end then act all weird when you return and I have to look after you!" She shouted in frustration. Draco kept his eyes down.

"You'll find out soon enough." He got up from the bed, grabbed his briefcase and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

He stopped walking towards the door.

"You'll find out soon enough."

~END OF FLASHBACK~

"Stoneyyy, Stoneyyyyyy" Pansy was shaking

y/n by the shoulder. She stirred in her sleep and groaned, a pulsing headache was starting to form by Pansys loud voice.

"Wake up! Come on y/n wake up!" Y/n slowly sat up rubbing her eyes. When Pansy wants something, you don't argue with her.

"What?" She groaned. "We're leaving today for Christmas break! I know Draco left two days ago but I need someone to sit with on the express, Theo's driving me crazy."

Draco walked out on their argument two days ago, and she hadn't seen him since. She assumed he was at the Manor. Unsurprisingly, he hadn't wrote to her or come back. He'd been lying to her all term then just disappeared four days before Christmas.

She nodded at the excitable girl, and got up. Packing her trunk and walking out the room, she took one final look around the room.

When I come back, nothing will be how it was left.

*

"That's it Theo, good boy" Pansy giggled. The group were walking through the woods to get to the train. Theo was carrying all of Pansys stuff (three trunks) whilst she walked on with y/n, gossiping about Christmas.

They made their way onto the train. Pansy threatened a bunch of first years out of their carriage and they sat down. Y/n looked out onto the grounds which were dusted with snow. Bitter cold draft nipped it's way through the crack of the window making her shudder. She thought about Draco, and she thought about her dad, Scabior.

Ever since she was little, he'd stay for Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, then disappear for the evening, blaming it on 'work stuff'. The other night during their argument, Draco accidentally told her he'd often see Scabior at his dining table with his father. She wondered what it could all mean.

"What are you boring fucks up to this Christmas then?" Asked Theo, who was slouched in his chair, an arm tossed across Pansys' shoulders.

"Gonna spend christmas day with the Lovegoods. Xenophillius invited me to their home for the day" Blaise replied.

"Same old boring shit. I'll probably see you Boxing day though Nott" Pansy kissed his cheek causing him to blush and clear his throat.

"What about you Stoney?"

"Oh you know, same old same old" She lied through her teeth.

It wasn't going to be any ordinary Christmas, not when she needed to find out the truth.

After a few dreadful hours of listening to Pansy and Theo bicker, the train slowly came to a halt and pulled up at Kings Cross Station. Everybody shuffled off the train and went to collect their belongings. Theo took in a deep breath which made them turn around.

"Well, until next year fuckers. Have a shit Christmas and an even shittier new year."

Typical Theo.

Pansy laughed and pulled y/n in for a tight hug. "You know I don't do all the soppy stuff, but I am here for you Stoney. If anything happens with Draco, let me know okay? I've got you" She whispered into her ear, pulled away and walked off into the opposite direction without turning around. Blaise had already found his family and went off too.

"Ello Princess."

Her head whipped around, too see no other person but her father stood there. He was leant up against the train one foot over the other. His scarf he wore every day was around his neck.

"Dad!" Y/n jogged over and gave him a tight hug. She forgot about everything for a second. Her father was everything to her.

"How's it been darlin'? No trouble I assume?" Scabior asked.

"It's been okay, but Draco was acting a little off the last few days and he's gone without saying a word."

"Let's just get you home, I've bought you all the shoes in the world you could ever want for tomorrow night" He grabbed her hand and whisked her away before she could question his odd behaviour.

*

It felt off.

She could sense it as soon as she walked in the front door.

"Y/n my darling!" Her mother came through from the kitchen and pulled her in for a hug, squeezing her in too tight. Her mother's hair was pinned up into a prestine bun, with her apron wrapped tightly around her.

"Hi Mother, I've missed you"

"Y/n!" Ophelia came rushing down the stairs and jumped up onto her. She cherished her little sister.

"Lia!" She squealed. After having a chat with her little sister, Scabior cleared his throat.

"I've got to go my princesses as always, but i'll be home tomorrow night for Christmas Eve"

"Where is it you go father?" She asked.

His eyes flickered as he bit his lip.

"Work stuff you know that baby', Ill see you all tomorrow okay?" And with that, he apparrated out the Bloodstone Mansion.

Y/n's mother looked disheartened as she always did when he rushed away. She always assumed that was because she wouldn't see him for a while, but was that the real reason?

She was sick of 'what ifs', it was time for answers.

"Mother?"

"Yes dear?"

"We need to talk. Now."

She sat her mother down at the kitchen after putting Ophelia down to bed. A cold cup of tea sat between her trembling hands as she tried to pluck up the courage to ask her.

"How's Malfoy?" Her mother broke the silence.

"Not good. We had an argument two nights ago and I haven't seen him since."

"I'm sorry dear, why did you argue?"

Here goes nothing.

"He was telling me about what Christmas was like for him." Her mother knitted her eyebrows.

"...And he accidentally let something slip."

She lifted her head and looked directly into her mother's eyes.

"Draco told me father would be at the mansion every Christmas. At the table."

The colour drained from her mother's face.

"With the other... deatheaters."

The mug shattered across the marble floor, causing her mother to jump of from her seat out of shock.

"Tell me what's going on mother. I need to know why Draco and Father are being like they are" Her tone was low and filled with bubbling anger.

Her mother's eyes closed for a second. She took in a deep breath to control herself and sat back down.

"Your father, Scabior Bloodstone is famous. We didn't tell you because...well we couldn't. He does everything for you, buys you everything you want, gets you all the latest things, but remember he does this out of love. He cares about you, y/n and-

"Tell me."

Another deep breath was inhaled, and she looked at her daughter with eyes filled with tears.

"Your father is a deatheater, and so is Draco."

In that moment, her whole world came crashing down. Every single inch of doubt she had in Draco had gone because she assumed he would of told her, but fuck she was wrong. So, so wrong. Her father was a deatheater. Her chest went tight, her vision and hearing blurred. Everything around her had disappeared.

"I need to go to the Manor."

"No, no please don't do this. You can't do this please don't go i love-

"FUCK, OFF. YOU HAVE ALL BEEN LYING TO ME! HE WORKS FOR THE MAN WHO KILLED MY GRANDFATHER!"

"There's so much you don't know y/n. Please stay, please don't do this-

She barged past her mum, trying to find the lounge with blurry eyes. She didn't even take a minute to breathe, she just grabbed the floo powder, and off she went.

"Malfoy Manor."