Divide et Impera
Capitolo Uno ~ Ritratto di famiglia (family portrait)
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normal\'>text-transform:uppercase;mso-ansi-language:LA\'>Divide et impera, mi diabolicum
draco
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color:blue\'>Parte Prima
color:blue\'>Capitolo Uno ~ *Ritratto di Famiglia
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color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>Enter the realm of a pureblood reality with
me...
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color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>And I will tell you the story of a boy and
a girl who met a fine day of June.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>Maybe
Shakespeare was right after all when he questioned the use of a name, a label
or anything that qualified a person, enclosing their \'
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because it\'s rebellious personality evades its name or was the poor flower so
unlucky to get named by a color-blind git? However
there it was, the purplish flower waved like a dancing nymph and the ivory hand
that reached towards it waved along, dancing with the blossom.
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mso-bidi-font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:
EN-US\'>"Miss!mso-bidi-font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:
EN-US\'> Miss please come inside!"
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>The breeze
coming from the big lake carried the scent of beautiful fields of violets and
so the girl sighed, the air brought a mere voice of a house elf. Boredom
awaited her and there was no way of escaping that.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>\'But soon I\'ll
be off. Next year. If mother doesn\'t marry that blasted French guy.\' I know I\'m
not expected to have thoughts of my own, I can even imagine what grandmother\'s
reaction to these thoughts would\'ve been, \'it\'s preposterous! A female, a Black
at that! Don\'t you dare think about it...humph, formulating thoughts she is,
constant thinking will one day be the death of me.
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clean my skirt. \'Enough of this!\' As I walk towards
the door I can feel that violet call to me, begging me to stay a while...as if
I could.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>There she is,
when I look at her I can\'t help hating her with much passion. The bloody
creature is the embodiment of my condition. What is she you ask? She\'s the elf,
a mere slave. Its nothing personal(or maybe not) but
I\'ve had to grow with her. Her big gray eyes have watched over me since the
night I was born, the 29th of September of ten years ago. However I\'m getting
out of track here, I was talking about the bloody elf. I abhor her and her
caring eyes because those emotions shouldn\'t be expressed by this pathetic
creature\'s eyes...no, not the elf\'s but HERS.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"Where is
my mother?" I look everywhere, anywhere except the vermin\'s eyes. I could
presence at home.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"Mi-mistress
is awaiting miss. Mistress has guests and whishes miss to be presentable,"
then she snaps her fingers and I\'m all dressed up. I take only some seconds to
admire my dress and then I make the ultimate mistake of looking at the vermin.
There they are, those
bloody emotions, the elf\'s pride as she looks at me and how much
I\'ve grown.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"What are
you staring at servant?!" at my crude words the nasty thing turns around
and bows her head.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"I-I beg
your p-pardon miss-"
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"Get out of
my sight!" I say but I actually do it. I walk out of the room, \'she
asked for it,\' I justify to myself.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>Soon I\'m at my
last corridor, I can see the heavy oak doors styled
with flowers and demons carved on its surface. Before walking in I fix my hair
and take a big breath. ‘Is it music I hear?’ Pushing those bits of emotions I
still possess aside, I open the doors and walk in. There in the room stands my
mother and a tall blonde man, they\'re both listening at someone playing the
As I\'m beginning to think of how to attract their attention the tall blonde man
turns around feeling my presence and the he clears his voice making the player
stop and my mother turn around.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>"And who
might this enchanting young witch be?"
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>I\'m stupefied,
his voice is so natural that I almost take his compliment at heart but then
again I am who I am and I certainly do not buy his words and so I only
smile and curtsy.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“This is my
daughter, Hermione. I’ve told you about.”
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>As I look up I
notice my mother’s outstretched hand and I walk closer, waiting for an order to
produce the words I have engraved in my head.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Hermione, this
is Lucius Malfoy. My husband and this,” I watch as
the player of the glavier is revealed to me, “is
Draco, his son.” And now I know it’s my turn.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Pleased to meet
your acquaintance sir,” I smile again. ‘When will this be over?’ I ask myself
as I greet the boy...thing...what’s his name?...Draco,
receiving only a nod. The spoiled brat!
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Please
Hermione, I am your mother’s husband so you can call me father just like Draco
refers to Narcissa as mother,” I nod. It’s weird
actually but then again I have no fatherly figure to replace so I guess this
works for me. ‘Lucius Malfoy is my father,’ I think I
can get used to it. If all of a sudden I’m bound to this family why am I the
last to know about it? Then again I remind myself who‘s daughter I am and I
understand. Then another thing bounces in my head. ‘Why the
formalities?’ If I know my mother, which I do, she would’ve never told
me personally about her marriage unless she wanted something from me...she
wanted me to distract Luci- oops!,
father’s son from her honeymoon. I’m just taking a wild guess here
though.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Shall I show
Draco around the manor mother?”
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Oh...no, we
don’t have the time dear. You’ll be leaving with us to Malfoy
will be leaving for the next six months abroad we thought it best if you and
Draco kept company to each other,” he smiles. Ok father, I understand, no need
to get all emotional, even though it’s all fake.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“So I presume
I’ll be traveling to Malfoy manor alone with Draco?” I know it’s stupid to ask
but hey...I want to be in my mother’s presence some more. Haven’t seen the
cranky bitch for months and out of the blue she returns to me, to our house
with a husband and a son to once again leave me alone with my new brother,
charming don’t you think?
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“Precisely my
dear, now come on, the carriage is waiting,” and as soon as they leave the room
I sigh and follow taking one last glance at what has been my childhood cage.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>As I say good
bye to my parents they enter the coach and leave. I remain there waiting until
I can no longer see the coach, as I turn to walk back in a voice halts my
stride.
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“What kind of
name is Hermione anyway?”
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>Oh! So he
talks...and here I thought he was mute.
I turn around and come face to face with Draco. He’s father’s carbon
copy, same hair, same eyes but it’s only exterior
appearance. Father has a classy attitude to match his demeanor that makes it
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13.0pt;font-family:Verdana;color:blue;mso-ansi-language:EN-US\'>“What kind of
guy plays the glavier with such passion anyway?” Ha!
Answer that you bleached ass! He’s grinning at me. How dare he!
“Is that your signature smirk or something?” I ask feeling peeved, “’cause if
it’s not I suggest you see a medisurgeon to fix it
before it sticks permanently on your already sorry excuse of a face.”
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