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Darkness | Draco Malfoy.


《"I love you" three words that can mean something so great, or another way to say goodbye》

Faelan Sayre, a pure blood witch, a descendant of the one and only, Isolt Sayre, who built the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

After the death of her mother, at the hands of her own father, and another shocking event , the Magical Congress of the United States of American thought it to be best to move Faelan to England, under the care of her now guardian, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

Faelan was one of five children born to Lilith and Gabriel Sayre, the youngest of her siblings. Malachai her eldest brother who was twenty seven, Lorelei her eldest sister who was twenty five but sadly deceased, Fabian who was twenty four and Emery , the last of her siblings who was twenty one.

The Sayre's were close with Albus Dumbledore, specifically Faelan.

Albus and Lilth had met in 1978 during her visit to Austria and ever since her return to America in 1980 Albus had visited Mount Greylock and the Sayre family every summer.

As Faelan grew older she found comfort in Albus's visits, especially when her father had became abusive.

Faelan had spent a few months at Hogwarts previously, it was where she started her second year after needing to get a 'break' from her father's abuse. So she was happy she was given the opportunity to finish her school years at Hogwarts, but she was tremendously sad to be leaving her family, her heritage.

Due to her already spending a few months at Hogwarts she already knew the other students in her year but she was never placed in a house when she was there, as it was only temporary. She had wore plain robes and Albus had her in multiple mixed classes, she would have potions, defense against the dark arts , transfiguration and charms with the Gryffindors and Slytherins, then she would have astronomy, herbology and history of magic with the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs.

The Hogwarts houses wasn't much different than the Ilvermorny houses,
The Horned Serpent house represents the mind of witches and wizards but also favouring 'scholars', it is said that it links to the Hogwarts Ravenclaw house, which qualities are intelligence, wit and knowledge.

Ravenclaws wore sapphire blue robes, blue as the sky, representing understanding and intelligence, knowledge and serenity. Trust and wisdom. But blue could also be the colour of sorrow, the colour of pain but not sharp fleeting pain, the pain that infects the heart and mind from the inside out, the dull agony that will never truly go away. The permanent sorrow and discomfort.

The Ilvermorny house Pukwidgie represents the heart of witches and wizards but also favouring 'healers', linking itself to the Hogwarts Hufflepuff house, whose qualities are hard work, loyalty and patience.

Hufflepuffs wore golden yellow robes, the colour of optimism and joy. Intellect and energy. Happiness and friendship, but yellow was also the colour of jealousy and betrayal. Cowardice and caution. Yellow was the colour that made babys cry more, a forced feeling of isolation and insecurity.

Ilvermorny's house Wampus represents the body of witches and wizards, also favouring 'warriors', which directly links itself to the Hogwarts Gryffindor, which is bravery, chivalry and helping others.

Gryffindors wore fiery red robes, the colour of fire and passion. Love and desire. Courage and victory. The colour that demanded to be seen, the colour of boldness and confidence, but red was also the colour of blood and no matter how courageous you are, every ounce of blood spills the same. The colour of agony and trauma. Fear, suffering and torment.

Faelan was actually in the last of Ilvermorny's houses, being Thunderbird, which represents the soul of witches and wizards, favouring 'adventurers', it is said to be linked to the Hogwarts Slytherin house which traits are ambition, cunningness and resourcefulness.

Slytherins wore emerald green robes, the colour that was often associated with luck and tranquility. Health and peace. Restoration and growth, but in this case, green would be best described as the colour of envy and resentment. It was the colour of hatred, revenge and evil magic, the colour of pain, trauma and poison.

But maybe it wasnt any of that, maybe green was the colour of a broken core beneath an ice cold exterior, a life time of torture leading to a soul of hatred. Someone who was a villain in one person's story, but potentially a victim in their own.

Faelan's ancestor Isolt was a descendant of Salazar Slytherin , so it led Faelan to question if she herself would be in Slytherin, considering she is a long descendant and was in Thunderbird.

January 10th 1996.

Faelan begged Albus to have a private sorting ceremony, she did not want to be the centre of attention after everything she had been through but he was adamant to do it in front of the entire school, making it worse they were ready five months into their school year.

She had forgotten how beautiful Hogwarts was, it was perched atop a high mountain, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, It was the promise of life in the darkness, a sense of warmth springing from the cold. The castle began to tower over them as they stepped closer. It had only a few years since she was there last, but now she would be going into her fifth year and her appearance had drastically changed meaning no one could possibly remember her.

Albus had already explained the sorting process to her, a hat... a magical hat, it was nothing compared to standing on the Gordian Knot with the wooden statue mascots of each house picking the student, so she had no idea why she was so anxious, but her palms began to sweet as they stood at the wooden doors to the great hall.

"Albus..." Faelan clasped his sleeve in her hand, pulling him back slightly.


"What if they've all heard the stories??"

"Faelan, we don't receive a lot of American news here and I have always looked out for you and that will continue more now you are here with me" he reassured her with a gentle smile.

She walked down the long path at Albus's side as everyone stared at her, she tried to ignore the voices of the other students and to just be emerged into the view of the great hall.

It was lit by hundreds of thousands of candles which were floating in mid-air over four long wooden tables, where the rest of the students were sitting in their appropriate houses.

The tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets, a feast of food between them. At the top of the hall was another long table where all of the Professors were sitting. As they had reached the podium, her heart raced, almost breaking through her frail chest.

"Students and Faculty of Hogwarts, we will be welcoming a new student to our Hogwarts family from the Ilvermorny school in Greylock, Massachusetts. Some of you may even recognize her ."

"Probably another filthy mudblood" an almost coal haired girl sitting at the Slytherin table sniggered to her friends.

"I don't recognize her?" a mendously thick brown haired girl spoke at the Gryffindor table to her group of friends.

"Faelan please take a seat" Albus whispered to her, ushering her to the chair where Professor Mcgonagall stood with the sorting hat.

She wasn't sure whether she wanted to be in Slytherin, honestly she didn't know what house she wanted to be in, when she was previously at Hogwarts she had friends in every house, but she always had problems with six of the Slytherin students.

In a situation such as this it would be odd to not have anxiety, everything was changing for her once again. Her eyes traced over the room of students and Professor, her eyes refusing to meet anyone else's , her hand lightly clasped around the bracelet that resided on her wrist as Professor Mcgonagall lowered the sorting hat onto her head.

"Ahh tricky very tricky" the hat spoke intrigued in what it was feeling.

"Amazing mind, hard working, hmmm a lot of courage"

"Incredibly cunning, but it will have to be.....

Thunderous claps filled the great hall and a proud smile fell onto Albus's lips, she slowly stood up as Professor Mcgonagall placed her hand out, shaking Faelan's before she slowly walked to the Gryffindor table, where she now sat with her fellow house mates.

"Welcome to Gryffindor" The mendously thick brown haired girl smiled as Faelan took a slow seat next to her.

"What's your name, we don't recognize you??" A boy with artfully messy charcoal hair and glasses spoke.

"It's Faelan, Faelan Sayre" her hitched voice was barely loud enough to hear, but someone did.

"Bloody hell, it's Faelan!!" A golden scarlet haired boy exclaimed.

"Merlin's beard Faelan, you've changed so much!"

"Ermm..." Faelan spoke slowly, her eyes pacing back and forth between the three as she tried to recognize them.

And once she did, a small gasp left her mouth.


Hermione quickly flung her arms around Faelan squeezing her tightly.

"I never thought I would see you again!"

"I can't believe it's you!" Harry smiled pulling her away from Hermione's gripped and into another tight hug.

During dinner they had began talking about everything that had happened at Hogwarts since Faelan went back to Ilvermorny.

"Wow...." Faelan said slowly, after they explained EVERYTHING in detail, it all must have been traumatizing for them but she couldn't help but worry for the dreaded 'what's happened with you?' Questions.

"So what happened at Ilvermorny?" Harry asked.

Yup, there it was, the question she never wanted to answer.

"Erm...my mom died..." she mumbled slowly.

Hermione flung her arms around her once more.

"I'm so sorry!!"

Faelan chose to keep it at that and nothing more, but she was happy to be back with Harry, Hermione and Ron, also to see her other Gryffindor friends, Fred and George Weasley, Ginny Weasley and Neville Longbottom.

Albus had made sure there was enough room in Hermione's dorm so Faelan could be with her, as well as Lavender Brown.

After they all ate they headed towards the Gryffindor common room, walking past a group of Slytherins.

"Got yourself another little mudblood friend, Potter?" a boy with mahogany brown hair spat, despite the fact he couldn't really see her through Fred and George's smothering's.

She would usually bite back at any snarky comments, but instead she found herself staring at a blonde haired Slytherin boy, he was beautiful, his face lacked colour but it complimented his blonde hair, as if it was born to bring more golden sunshine into this world. It showed too. It showed in those soulful blue eyes as bright as any glacier.

"Piss off, Nott '' Harry articulated as they continued walking.

Faelan’s glance still locked tightly onto the blonde Slytherin who didn't look at her once. When she realised the name that had just left Harry's lips.

"Wait did you just say Nott? Meaning Theodore Nott?"

"Yeah, Nott, you used to crush on him when you were here last, you remember the Slytherin Six right?" Hermione giggled.

Of course she did, they were the six she despised, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini , Pansy Parkinson the boy she despised the most Draco Malfoy.

"T-that blonde boy was Malfoy??" She stuttered.

"Yeah, he's still an asshole" Harry chuckled.

Never in a million years would she have thought she would find herself attracted to Draco Malfoy of all wizards. She had only spent three months at Hogwarts in the second year, but he was the worst of the Slytherin Six, he constantly tormented her for being friends with Gryffindors when she was a very far descendant of Salazar, calling her a blood traitor and even pushing her aside in the corridors.


Faelan had settled into her dorm room with Hermione, but she struggled to feel at home, she missed her siblings, all but one.


He was always their fathers favourites, and he always stood by Gabriel, even after he was the reason Lorelei died, even after he murdered their mother and tried to murder her in the months following Lilith's murder.

She decided to head down to the common room and do some studying seeing as she decided to take on arithmancy and study of ancient runes.

She sat in front of the fireplace that brought a dancing glow into the heart of the dark common room.

"Faelan, I was just coming to check on you" Albus smiled as he entered the common room.


"You need to call me Professor Dumbledore here" he chuckled.

"Fine, Dumbledore"

"I just wanted to check you were wearing your bracelet?"

"Yes" she lifted up her arm showing him her silver bracelet.

"Im just making sure, I promised your mother I would look after you if anything ever happened to her, I plan on keeping that promise"

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