Growing up you where always different. A lestrange, voldemorts favorite death eater in training and siren like beautiful. But you had a secret. Beyond just being one of the brightest witches, you could read minds. Every filthy, dirty, funny and sad thought in the minds of your peers. You and Draco grew up side by side. Dinner parties, going to meetings with the deatheaters, your parents are family-friends. But somewhere along the way the lines blurred. You both grew up, him tall, unnerving observant and smart. You had this silent influence over everyone that could quiet a room or gather applause. stunning, smart and carrying a secret. His gaze softens around you and you want to know why.