This article is set in Emma Grossman's time travel. This article contains bloody violence and other factors. Underage readers are asked to choose whether to continue reading.
She is the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family. People always think of her as noble and elegant, with excellent morals and academics, and beautiful appearance. Her only flaw is that she is frail and sickly.
Of course, this is only what people see.
On another side that is unknown to the public, her treatment at home is not as harmonious as it appears on the surface. Instead, she treats her with cold eyes and speaks harshly.
All the applause and flowers she received outside could not help her have a good position at home. Just do what you should do. Those who should treat you coldly will still treat each other coldly, and those who should speak harshly will still speak harshly.
She seemed to be just a tool, a tool used to gain honor.
When she was nine years old, another girl of the same age came into this body...
"You seem to be different from before"
"Really, I didn't notice it." Emma showed a friendly smile
"Oops, my hands were itchy and I accidentally killed someone."
In the dim room, Emma held the wand in her hand, and the flickering candlelight shone on Emma's face. At this time, her angelic face showed a devilish expression. These two things that were originally very inconsistent, actually had no sense of incompatibility when placed on Emma.
"Where is that Malfoy going? He's leaving so hurriedly like he's going to the market."
"Shush! How are you talking?"
"Don't offend the Slytherins!"
"Yes, the consequences of offending her are..."
Before he finished speaking, the Slytherin student felt a chill on his back, and a creepy chill arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, spreading all the way to his body and to his fingertips.
Emma was smiling at him, but it was easy to see that there was something hidden in her smile.
Intention: Because I want to write, I write