Bridges Burned

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Chapter 3

The next morning, Draco ate breakfast quickly. He wanted to get upstairs and find out what was in that box!

That bloody box plagued his dreams all night. He woke up in a sweat multiple times, wondering about what was actually in the box. Was it something evil? Something nice? Did his father know about it? Why did it make his mother cry? Why was it hidden up there in the attic?

All these thoughts and more constantly tortured him, and Draco was ready for some answers.

Creeping silently once more in the attic, Draco quickly made his way towards the spot where he saw his mother crying. Looking around, he saw the small box hidden beneath some old newspapers. He gently grabbed it, setting it down on the floor. Draco crossed his legs, sitting before it.

For a few moments, he just stared at it. The box was mahogany, with small pink flowers all over the top. Reaching out, he opened it. He pulled out various papers and began to shift through them. Inside, there was a necklace. Draco opened the locket and saw a picture of his mother and someone else. She had the same face shape as Bellatrix, but her hair was brown. Draco screwed his eyebrows up in confusion. Who was that?

Looking through more things, he saw pictures. There was one with three girls, but it had a tear halfway down it. In the middle was his mother, probably in her teens, with her arm around Bellatrix and the other around the brown haired girl.

As he searched the box, he found more and more pictures of the three of them together, at various stages in their life.

Draco could only come up with one conclusion.

His mother had another sister.