i freeze on the spot , my muscles so stiff I feel as if i'd been petrified again. the beady eyes of every guest , of every parent and even McGonagall are permanently fixated on me. I use Ron as my human shield as a way to deflect myself from any embarrassment I'd caused. Ron scratches his head nervously as both he and I shuffle to a dark corner of the Hall as we became dazed from what had just happened.

"Ron, Hermione over here" I hear a little but recognisable murmur call my name

I look up in relief. It was Harry and his son James who were sat at the tail end of the Gryffindor table. Ron traipses behind me as I sit next to Harry.

I smile nervously as I play with my ring "what a way to make an entrance" I joke

Harry chuckles "your telling me everyone was so intrigued by you, especially Draco"

I feel my stomach go queasy when he says that. It was like all the memories came back to me like a hot flash. After two years of agreeing to never speak of one another again I would finally see him face to face, the jackass who destroyed my life.

I tap my fingers on the table in a continuous motion as I feel my heart beat to the same rhythm. Ron places his hand on top of mine.

"What's bothering you" he asks with concern

That was a question I couldn't answer because I had no idea. A million and one things were rushing through my head and I didn't know where to start.

As the lights begin to turn back on the hall erupts into a loud ruckus of tumultuous hollering and children and adults alike running around.

I fix my dress as I warily look around the area; so many faces and I still couldn't see him anywhere.

"Mum.." I hear the faint hoarse voice of Rose I had forgotten to sit with her, and so had Ron.

"Oh Rosie" I pull her into my grasp as I give her a apology hug. The pink in her cheeks begins to turn a dangerous shade of red. She pushes me back "Stop" I never knew I had the the embarrassing mum trait until now.

"I just wanted to ask where you were, a-and if you've seen Lilith" it had just hit me in that moment, in that second. I was supposed to be here for Lilith as well. A pictographic memory of the invite i had gotten played loops in my brain like a broken record.

I didn't respond to her for a good few minutes then I snapped back "Uh of course?"
Rose raises an eyebrow then she rolls her eyes " You never saw here mum. You can't lie for the life of you. "

I take Rose's hand "show me the Gryffindor common room Rosie , I haven't seen it in ages" I rush out of the area in a speed of light, the adrenaline pumping in my body. But as 'fate' would have it I'm suddenly in a cluster of people who had gathered around the stairs. And guess who was standing right in the middle of it all..

Draco Malfoy

I sternly glare at him as he stands with Pansy and Goyle. Nothing about him had changed, his personality was still as awful as his heart. "Granger!, Good Ol' Granger" he bellows with amusement "I had no idea you would be here".

"I used to go to school here you remember?" I say with frustration

"Of course I do, you always lingered about like a bad smell. You couldn't get enough of me-"

My fists ball up with anger, I feel myself getting angrier by the minute I hadn't felt this mad in years.

Even in our older age he still acted like a school boy.    Maybe it was a mask for how he actually felt inside, he had a way for pretending to be one thing and then completely changing  his persona's the next.

"You'll never change will you" I spat harshly, "After all these Years, After all this Time your still the same foul, horrible, evil, git you've always been" A fiery passion in me begins to boil as I spiral out of control. I hadn't noticed I was causing a scene, a mass of people were watching I and Malfoy's spat.

" Your scum, just like your vile dad and your revolting mother" Draco walks up to me, he chuckles and simultaneously claps his hands as loud and as sarcastically

"That was such a lovely performance Miss Granger, what roll where you playing this time the distressed wife? the tired mother? the needy little mudblood-"

"Don't you dare call me that, you said you'd never call me that again" my once loud and rath tone had turned into a gravelly quiver. I felt a dry lump in my throat form I tried my best to hold back my tears.

I lock eyes with him at that moment, memories new and old flow through my head. How was this him, the same Draco I had fallen in love with when we were young.  Once the first tear I held back let loose, the rest followed suit in an unbroken stream.

I shield my face as I run from the horror I had caused out there, I knew that coming here was a mistake. This place, this castle was host of all my bad memories and all of my fears. I approach a lone mirror in the girls bathroom on the upper floor.

A defeated and heartbroken soul stares right back at me.  I rub the running mascara off the apples of my cheeks as I begin to make myself look more presentable again.

A quite -soft murmur begins to come from a stall it grew louder as the person blew there nose

I knock on the door "Hello, Are You Alright?" I wait for a response

But the person never answers back to me instead the unlock the door and they swing the door open

I couldn't believe, the mysterious girl was my own daughter Lilith. The whites in her eyes had turned pinkish red indicating she had been crying for hours. The bottom of her dress was wet with what I persume was rain water and not toilet water in the slightest.

"Lils-" I place my hand on her shoulder but harshly pushes me back

"Go away, I wish you never lived after that war " she spat

I take a step back as I hold my hand to my chest "What?"

"Don't act so clueless, you saw me in that hall and yet you didn't even bat an eyelash at me. Tell me, do I exist in your perfect little world of house elves and perfect passes. What do I have to do to get you to love me!" She pushes me again but this time it had more force to it.

I didn't know what to say to her, fear and shock took over my body "Say something!" she shrieks

I pull myself up from the floor as I wipe the dust from the floor promptly off my dress. "

"Lilith.." I couldn't think of how to start or where to end, the things I must've put this poor girl through for her to says such nasty words was obviously horrible.

I could my tear ducts begin to well up, my eyes burn as I  thought about how much I had hurt Lilith in all the years she's been alive. My baby, the happiest gracious gift i've ever received.

Then it clicked I had taken out my anger onto not only Draco, but I had also directed it to Lilith as well . To me, Lilith was the embodiment of her father. She possessed every little detail of him from head toe. Whenever I looked into her eyes, it was like he was staring back at me.

I pull her into my arms as I give her a warm embrace. She dosen't kick nor hit me, but she cries into my dress

"I just want you to be my mum, I want my mum back" she hiccups.

it was painful to see her like this. All I could do was embrace her and let the torrent of her tears to soak through my lilac dress. I could feel her clench her fists, not knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope all together. I could hear her silently screaming, suffocating with each breath she took holding onto her selflessness.

"I'll never leave"

"Ever"

this pic has nothing to do with the actual story but I found it on pintrest and I couldn't stop laughing at it !
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