"Now do you know what you get when you mix green and red together?" The words were harsh, angry sounding.
"A rose." She paused and looked over her shoulder. "So beautiful, but angry. They go together so perfectly, but they're a furious flower. Thei...
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She was a respected, well loved student at Hogwarts. Many feared her, and many admired her. They didn't find her infuriating like her younger brother. She held class that made boys and girls all over the school fall to her feet. The blonde hair, the icy blue eyes, the stance of power. It was infatuating to everyone who encountered her. It was her duty to carry on their family bloodline, to ensure the magical blood purity would remain. She was a Malfoy, and their family was forced to remain clean. They had no choice but to hate muggles and any association of them. Muggleborns and half-bloods were to be nowhere near them. For many years, she abided. This was, until one boy with ginger hair spun her world on its axis. This is a story of Draco Malfoy's older sister, and how she fell in love with a blood traitor.
