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Bridges Burned

By: articcat621
folder Harry Potter › General
Rating: Adult
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter 4

A/N: Hope ya'll are enjoying!





Chapter 4

Draco couldn't breathe. Did his mother really have another sister? He didn't think so.. but looking at all the evidence around him, he couldn't help but believe it.

He took a deep breath. His mother had a sister.

That meant he must have another aunt! Or did have an aunt…

Draco clutched his head. Question after question just popped into his head. It didn't make any sense! Why was the box up here in the attic? Why did his mother cry when she saw these things?

Was this aunt dead? Is that why no one mentioned her? Or was there another reason no one wanted to mention?

He stared at the pictures for another moment. He couldn't help but feel betrayed. Why had no one told him about her? She looked like she was nice. Her eyes were wide and she was smiling in almost of the pictures. Who was she?

Draco sorted through the items and found a book. Opening it, he saw it was her mother's journal. He flipped throughout the book, stopping near the end. He noticed there were tear stains on the page.

It had happened today… Daddy finally did it. I knew he said he would, but none of us actually believed it. He kicked poor Andy out! Kicked her out into the pouring rain, telling her that someone like her couldn't live with us.

I begged him to change his mind, to let her stay, but he didn't listen. He simply told me I didn't understand.

Poor Andy! Out there in the world, with no one to help her. Hopefully the man she "loves" will be there to support her.

It's only been a few hours, but I miss her dearly. Bella doesn't seem to care at all, but I do. My heart has never felt so broken as it does now.

Draco tore his eyes away from the page, a frown on his page. He felt so torn. What had happened that day?

Footsteps sounded behind him.

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