• Chapter 3 - The unexpected revelation



    Two years have passed since the arrival of the Malfoy family at the village and Jamilly and Draco kept their little ritual of secret meetings. When it first came the time to go to school, they were extremely happy, because once they were in the same class, they could spend more time together. Little Draco had become a very educated boy and a gentleman (when and with whom he well understood, of course) and would not let the older meddle with his friend that was constantly bullied because of her bright reddish hair.
    One day, that her friend had been sick and couldn't go to school, a group of boys in the third grade had decided to pick at the small Jamilly (now with five years she was still too small for her age). To escape the group, she got cornered against a wall wish made her feel even more frightened than she already was. While the boys were still coming up with a mischievous smile on their faces, Jamilly closed her eyes and began to repeat over and over again to herself "Somebody help me, please. Please, please...". Suddenly and without any wind began to blow, the fruits from the nearest tree began to fall at high speed in the guys heads and they started running all scared, back from where they came from. The girl couldn't explain but had the feeling that the tree had responed to your request... "Nonsense! The trees don't have free will. The fruits should be about to fall, that´s it..." And she forgot the episode, only remembering it a few years later.
    The years passed and the more time they spent together closer Jamilly and Draco were. Despite the early age that they had, they soon realized that their feelings for each other were more than simple friendship (doesn't people say that love doesn't choose age!?) and Draco knew that his father wouldn't like it but at that moment what he most wanted to be with Jamilly and wouldn't let his father ideals destroy his happiness. And so, as the friendship started, love blossomed and began to grow.

    After completing primary school and with almost 11 years (acording the things I read, in mostly of England, primary school ranges from 5 to 11 years), the young lovers took advantage of their summer break to stroll around, in the days Mr. Malfoy was absent. Draco was getting more restless and sadder than usual. Jamilly began noticing changes in him "Draco… Draco!" She said one day she found herself talking to herself, waiting for response from the boy. He looked at her with those eyes so like his father but which lacked the coldness and cruelty. "Is everything okay? You've been so distracted in recent days..." she said putting her arm around the boy's waist and leaning her head on his shoulder. With this latest move, her hair slipped, hiding her face.
    "I've been thinking about what will happen when we return to school..." he said as he held Jamilly's hair behind her ear, revealing a face where the smile was beginning to fade. "Don't be sad, please. You know I can't stand to see you like this..." he said kissing her forehead.
    She tried to sketch a small smile but the sadness stubbornly refused to abandon her eyes. She knew that one day they could have to follow different paths but she couldn't believe that this moment had indeed arrived and, on top of that, so soon. "Even if we stay in different schools, we could always see each other in the evenings and on weekends. And we still have some time until September... It's not worth begin to concern ourselves for now." She said with a hopeful glance.
    "I think you're right." He said smiling, but hating himself for not telling the truth; he knew that in September they would go to different schools and they wouldn't see each other until Christmas. He shook those thoughts away from his head and looked at Jamilly "But what were you saying before? When I got distracted... " he asked, trying to drive the conversation away from the current theme.
    "I was gonna ask if you are going to the birthday party that Becky's parents are throwing for her..." she said, after thinking a bit. "Everyone in the village goes..." she added hopefully, but she knew from the look of her boyfriend, her hopes were dashed.
    "My father decided to go. Some of his friends will also be there..." he said, but seeing the sadness spread over Jamilly's face again the hastened to add "But once everyone will be distracted, we might be able to "escape" from the party without lifting to much suspicions... "
    Jamilly's smile lit up tremendously, "You're the best boyfriend ever!" Said throwing her arms around his neck.
    "I know I am. But I'm your boyfriend." Draco said backing slightly away from her and kissing her softly.
    On the party's day, as promised, the two distanced themselves from the crowd and went to the park that was completely deserted that night. Jamilly ran to Draco and kissed him, as she hugged him. When she back away she noticed that something wasn't right: he wasn't smiling at her and his eyes were more cryptic than ever. Startled, she left him "What is it? What happened, Draco?"
    "I know which school I'm going this year..." he said, without to much excitement. He couldn't understand why he was feeling like this because he had always dreamed of following his father footsteps, beginning by going at the same school. But since he had started to like Maggy... "That's it! Since she came into my life things have changed and now a future in which she isn't near me makes no sense..." he said to himself, realizing how much this was true.
    "And..!?" Jamilly asked, fearing the answer.
    "And my school is far away. Hogwarts is like a boarding school, where I can only came back home on Christmas break" he admitted reluctantly, knowing how much it would hurt his girlfriend. Without realizing it had lowered his head and when he look up he was surprised by a smile from Jamilly.
    "I just need to know one thing, and I need you to answer me quite frankly." She began, looking at Draco in the eyes that so sweetly had been watching for her since they were three years.
    "Anything you want to know." He said, hoping that the question had nothing to do with his new school.
    "Do you really like me?" The boy was about to respond but she held the indicator in front of his lips "Wait... I just wondered if you really like me because I love you like I'll never love anyone and I don't mind waiting till you get back for holidays.That is, if you want me to wait..." she finished shyly.
    Draco was so happy that he didn't know what to say, so he simply kissed her. "I going to count that as a yes." She said smiling.
    Draco looked at her very seriously, "Not a yes... It is a: of course it's a yes." The couple hugged themselfs again before returning to the party hoping no one had noticed their absence and decided to go looking for them.
    That night, as soon as she got home, Jamilly ran to her room, shut the door, flung herself into bed and buried her face in her favorite pillow, starting to cry compulsively. She wouldn't see Draco for three months and even though she had smiled and made herself look strong, the idea was unbearably painful, as if a part of her had been forcibly removed, as if no other day in her life was going to be happy... And she was still crying when she fell asleep that night.

    The next morning, she changed her clothes (she still had the dress she wore at the party the night before) and went down to breakfast. "Good morning." she said, as always, on entering the kitchen. But, unlike what happened every morning, the smile didn't accompany the greeting.
    John and Helen looked at each other "Good morning, darling. Is everything okay? Are you sick?" Asked Hellen rushing to Jamilly's side and putting her hand on the girl's forehead. "You don't seem to have a fever... What are you feeling, Maggy?"
    "Nothing..." she replied, only after realizing how true it was. It was as if she had been emptied of all emotion. "Do not worry, mom. I'm not sick, I'm just a little tired." she lied. At that moment she heard the bell from the postman's bicycle "I'll fetch the mail" she said quickly and left the kitchen.
    When she opened the door, a small pile of letters and a newspaper were in the access step. Jamilly bent down, picked up both and went back inside, closing the door behind her. She was going back to the kitchen when something in the texture of one of envelopes caught her attention. She looked at the letter that was in the bottom of the pile and you can't imagine her amazement when she realized that it was addressed to her (ie, Margarett Smith).
    Jamilly put the remaining letters and newspaper in a small support table that was in the lobby so she could see better the envelope. The envelope seemed like a kind of thick and yellowish parchment, her name and address were written with a very elegant letter and with brightly green paint and, on the other side of the letter, was a seal that she had never seen in her life: a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake surrounding a large H.
    Completely dominated by curiosity she quickly opened the envelope and from within she started drawing three sheets of similar material. She quickly got tired of admiring the quality of paper and began reading. Initially she didn't record anything except the name of the school: Hogwarts! It was the same school where Draco was entered and that meant she wouldn't be without seeing him until Christmas! A balloon of happiness had filled in her chest. She went back to look more closely at the letter in her hands and almost cried out in terror when she realized what was happening...