THIS CHAPTER IS SO IMPORTANT TO THE STORY, THE BIGGEST ONE YET SO BUCKLE TF UP

"Your mother has been dead for a while."

Voldemort's voice left shivers down her spine. Y/n didn't feel angry, or sad, or shocked.

Nothing shocked her anymore.

She couldn't bring herself to speak, it felt like her voice was stuck in her throat, But on the inside she was screaming louder you couldn't imagine. The overwhelming feelings of nausea from earlier had gone. Y/n didn't even feel anything anymore. No emotion at all.

She spoke to her Mother an hour prior coming to the Manor. Her mother was the one who told her the truth.

She's very much alive.

Y/n couldn't look up from the floor. Her body was tensed up completely and her breathing was flat. After a while of sitting in eerie silence, she looked up to meet eyes with the man who was patiently waiting for her to say something. Voldemort was also sat in silence, letting her process what was going on. He was being patient to let her process? No. He had to be delicate with her.

In order for his plan to work.

"Dead?" Y/n asked in a shaky voice.

"Very much so, Miss Bloodstone" He sneered. She could hear Scabior's heavy breathing behind her. She turned her head slowly to look at him.

He was biting his nails with his eyes burning onto Voldemort. He darted his eyes to meet y/n's when she turned.

"What does he mean dead, dad?" She asked with her eyebrows knotted. Her father quickly looked away and took a deep breath.

"He means she's...dead. She's been dead for a wh-

"I saw her two hours ago at the Mansion!"

Voldemort chuckled broadly, making them both turn to look.

"You spoke to...Ophelia's Mother. She's not your Mother. Didn't you understand that from earlier?" He chuckled again.

Ophelia isn't her sister. The girl who she'd basically raised and looked after all her life. The sickening anxious feeling made her feel lightheaded. She tried to ignore what he said.

"Then who is?"

"My lord, please don't" Scabior pleaded desperately.

"Scabior I will not hesitate to order Wormtail to put you in the cellar! The girl needs to know! My plan will work!" Voldemort erupted loosing his patience. Scabior looked down and took a step back.

Voldemort met eyes with y/n.

"I believe, your Mother is Lily Potter."

"WHAT?!" She screamed, throwing herself up from the chair. Y/n's face was red with anger, but she couldn't deal with emotions now.

"STUPIFY!" Voldemort roared, throwing the spell at y/n. She smacked the pillar behind her with a thud.

"SILENCE LITTLE GIRL!" Scabior watched the scene infront of him with wide eyes, but didn't say a word. Voldemort sat back down and folded his hands.

"I killed that mudblood long ago. Which, makes you a half-blood. I ordered Scabior to impregnate Lily to wipe out mudbloods. After he succeeded, the task was over, and I let you all live."

"How fucking considerate" Y/n muttered, still dizzy from the hex. She slowly sat up from the dusty floor holding her head in agony.

"I let you live so you would meet the Malfoy boy, and have his child to make more Purebloods."

Her heart sank.

Draco must of known he was doing this. Draco didn't really love or care for her, he was going along with Voldemort's plan.

"Dumbledore begged you to join Hogwarts because he was under the impression you had magical powers like Harry. You don't. You're a filthy halfblood that was bred for bloodline purposes."

She didn't listen to Voldemort's words. It all blurred from the ringing in her ears.

"Severus! Get the girl out of my face" Voldemort ordered. Snape marched over, grabbed y/n by the wrist, pulled her up and dragged her out the room. She stumbled down the corridor before Snape let go. He told her to follow him, but as soon as they were out of Voldemort's eyesight, he stopped dragging her.

"Look at me!" He snapped. She looked up with frightened eyes.

Snapes face dropped. All the colour drained from his cheeks.

"They're your Mothers."

He walked off quickly without saying another word, leaving y/n in the entrance alone. She'd just found out her 'Mother' isn't even her Mother, it's Lily Potter, her sister isn't even her full sister, and what hurt most of all?

Draco didn't love her at all. It was all a set up for the Dark Lords plan.

Y/n slid down a marble pillar in the middle of the floor and closed her eyes. No tears came, but the agonising ache in her chest made her teeth clench.

She sat and let her thoughts run for a while, when she hurt sudden thudding footsteps in the distance.

"Y/n?"

She lifted her head slowly to see Draco stood near her. He looked like he'd just been petrified.

Draco ran over and slid down on his knees next to her. His rapid panting made his fringe bounce on his forehead.

"How...how could you Draco" She whispered not meeting his grey eyes.

"I'm sorry. I should of told you-

"You knew?! You fucking knew? So this? Us? Meant nothing to you?" She shrieked. Her eyes clouded with sour tears.

"I couldn't of! It shouldn't of came from me! Don't be so selfish!" Draco shouted suddenly infuriated.

That was the last straw.

"We're done, Draco" It was barely audible but he heard.

"No, no y/n please don't leave me. Please-

Y/n snapped her head up to look at him. His eyes were streaming with tears.

"We. Are DONE."

Y/n clambered up from the floor, ignoring Draco's pleads to stay.

"Y/n no don't go please. I need you! I love you so much y/n!" He was saying.

Her pace quickened. She wiped the tears that were flowing down her cheeks. Turning back around to Draco now wouldn't change anything. He didn't love her, he knew he couldn't fail the Dark Lord.

That was it.

She didn't turn back when she reached the front door.

She didn't turn back when she opened it.

She didn't turn back when she slammed it shut and ran down the path.

She didn't turn back when she apparated.

___________________________________________________

AN: IM SO SORRY DONT KILL ME LMAO

ITS NOT THE END I PROMISE