Just a story that I thought of while taking a test (what? I can't help it if my creative side has an odd sense of timing). I wanted to do a family story with my favourite wizard family: the Malfoys. I was trying to think of a plot when it hit me, Luna looks just like Draco! (P.S. The Malfoy parents might seem a little out of character, but I really think that they're just like every ordinary family when there aren't any Death Eaters or a certain Dark Lord to witness the fact that their actually capable of love. Oh and I didn't want to make Draco appear too mean so don't expect him to start hiding all of Luna's shoes... right away)
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Chapter one:
"I have a what?" Draco asked, staring dumbfounded at his parents.
Lucius sighed at his son, already getting a little impatient, "You heard your mother, you have a sister."
"Her name is Luna, you've probably seen her at Hogwarts. She's in Ravenclaw." Narcissa said with a small smile. Draco looked at his mother in pure dismay.
"But I... I mean she... and we..." Draco gave up trying to make a coherent sentence and sat down. He was, for the first time in his life, completely speechless.
Lucius cleared his throat, "Well, you will be glad to hear that she's staying here with us for the summer."
Draco snapped out of his daze and directed his line of vision to his father who was now wearing a triumphant smirk. "Here? As in Malfoy Manor?"
"Of course, where else?" his father asked raising a perfectly arched blonde brow.
"I... I uh... I need to go to bed." Draco said with a sigh. He forced himself out of his chair and dragged himself upstairs sulking in defeat.
Lucius turned to his wife, "I think he took it rather well"
OOOOOOO
Draco awoke early the next day and spent the next few hours convincing himself that last night had been a dream, or at least a sick joke his parents played on him as some sadistic way to teach him humility. HA! Lucius Malfoy, Death Eater and pureblood supremacist, teaching him humility? It took all of the willpower Draco could summon not to burst out into convulsions of laughter.
All hope of his life staying normal was shattered when his mother came into his room and told him to get dressed to meet his little sister. He grunted and rolled out of bed and put on his nice (but not too nice) robes, knowing if he had come downstairs in his casual robes his mother would have sent him back upstairs, following him and lecturing him about being kind and representable while meeting family members. Of course, he could've argued that once Luna was settled in, she would be seeing a lot of him in his boxers and muggle shirts.
He was right to avoid any confrontation when he saw that his mother was all nerves. Usually when she was in that state of mind, she wasn't particularly mild-tempered. He sighed and stood in front of the fireplace with his parents and waited for Luna to floo over. Narcissa looked like she was going to faint.
Draco was about to reach out to steady his mum when Luna appeared in their fireplace, turnip earrings and all. Narcissa ran over to her and held her in a bone crushing embrace. Lucius put a hand on her shoulder and she realised she was depriving her daughter of air. She put Luna down and brushed off the skirts of her gown. To Draco's surprise, Lucius also pulled Luna into a hug, though it wasn't nearly as passionate as Narcissa's. Finally she walked over to Draco.
"Lovegood." he said, clearly moping.
"Draco!" Lucius scolded, "She is a Malfoy and you will address her as such!"
Draco sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time in the past 24 hours, "Hello Luna."
"Hello Draco" she said in her usual faraway voice, her large silvery eyes surveying the manor's sitting room. "I do hope there aren't any wrakspurts floating around, this wouldn't be a very good time for our heads to go all fuzzy."
The three looked at the girl with strange expression and then laughed harder than any of them had laughed in a long time, Luna paying no notice.
OOOOOOO
They led her to through the house and showed her to her room. Draco noticed that Luna was surprisingly quiet throughout the whole ordeal. She didn't even say anything about her room, which was charmed to changed colour with her emotions. It went from a bright yellow to a deep blue as she looked at her robes that Xenophilius had sent the previous night lying on her bed. Narcissa, who hadn't noticed a thing, kissed her head and told her to come down for dinner at six and they would spend some time with her afterwards. She silently nodded her head and sat down on her couch. Draco eyed her warily and sat down next to her. She looked downcast and it was completely out of character.
"Um...Luna, a-are you okay?" Draco asked
She looked up at him, "How can I be. I was just told that the man who has loved me as his own for thirteen years isn't even my biological father and my real family doesn't even want me here with them."
Draco was startled when her voice held none of the dreaminess it usually had and sounded similar to Narcissa's. "What makes you think we don't want you here?" he asked carefully.
Luna looked at him again, "Maybe Lucius and Narcissa do, but I know you don't want me here, and normally I don't care about what or how people think of me, but when my own brother doesn't want me to live with him and our parents, it hurts."
Draco looked at his feet as she said this. She had a point, it was a bit much for her to go through all at once, and his attitude wasn't exactly helping anything. "Look, I didn't mean to be a jerk, its just that I recently found out I have a sister after fourteen years of being an only child and its a little weird seeing my parents show you more affection in an hour than they've shown me in years, I can't remember the last time my- our father hugged me."
Luna looked back at Draco, and for the first time she saw vulnerability in in his eyes. She held out her hand, "Well, the least we can do is try to get along."
Draco looked at her hand and smiled - yes, smiled, and pulled her into a hug.
"Welcome to the family, Luna."
OOOOOOO
Dinner was especially fun that night. Luna spent the whole time amusing the rest of the Malfoys with stories of nargles, threshals, wrakspurts, and of course Crumple- Horned Snorkacks. Draco was relieved when Luna's dreamy voice came back.
When dinner was over they all retired to the library. The Malfoys sat in front of the fire Lucius had started and sipped on hot cocoa a house-elf had brought to them (well, Luna and Draco did, Lucius and Narcissa settled for a bit of firewhiskey). They were all quite comfortable when Lucius cleared his throat. Draco and Luna looked at him expectantly.
"I suppose you are both wondering why we never told either of you about this situation."
the siblings nodded their heads simultaneously.
"Well the reason was because of the Dark Lord" Narcissa explained.
"He had already known Draco was born, and it seemed harmless for him to know we had a child, then we realised what he intended to do with the offspring of his Death Eaters." Lucius continued, " By the time Narcissa got pregnant with Luna, we knew we had to save at least one of our children.
We managed to keep the pregnancy a secret, although we do have pictures in case you want to see them, and Luna was born here in the manor with only a midwife, sworn to secrecy, present."
Narcissa turned to Luna "We then entrusted your safety with Xenophilius and his wife. They were friends of ours and we knew that they would take good care of you."
Draco looked up at his mother, "How did you hide the pregnancy?"
"I used a glamour charm to hide all evidence of my being with child."
"And what of my having no memory of you ever being pregnant, or when she was born" he asked cocking his head in Luna's direction.
Lucius gave him a strange look, "Draco, you were only one year old, you wouldn't have any memory of this, you were too young."
"Oh" was all Draco said, feeling a little foolish.
"Did you ever come to visit me when I was placed in the care of the Lovegoods?" Luna questioned, feeling a bit odd calling them the "Lovegoods" not mum and dad.
"yes, quite often actually, we just wanted to make sure you were alright, and once you were about two we stopped coming. Simply due to the fact that you were adjusted to the living arrangement and we didn't want to arouse suspicion among the other Death Eaters."
"I see, this is all making sense now" Luna said.
"Yes, well, we should all be getting to bed now, this can be discussed further tomorrow." Lucius stated getting up and heading towards the door.
"Is it all right if Draco and I stay up a bit later? I wanted to ask him a few things," Luna pleaded.
Narcissa gave her a half smile and a peck on the cheek, "Of course, but I want you two in bed by eleven thirty, alright?"
"Alright" her two children agreed in unison.
The two adults left the room and Luna turned to her brother.
"What did you want to ask me?" Draco asked her.
"I just thought we should get to know each other a little" she stated matter-of-factly.
"Er... okay, what did you want to know?"
"What's your favourite colour?"
"Red"
Luna raised an eyebrow, "The colour of Gryffindor, father must be thrilled."
Draco laughed, a little shocked at how much she sounded like Lucius when her voice took on the sarcastic tone, he never pictured her speaking with anything but her usual soft voice. "Hey, I can't help it. What's yours?"
"Yellow, it reminds me of happiness and weddings. Oh! What's your favourite magical creature?"
Draco pondered over the question for a moment, "Dragons, and yours?"
"Threshals. Favourite dessert?"
"Treacle tart... yours?"
"I love pie, especially lemon meringue." She said.
Draco smiled. Though he had never told any one (Draco had found out accidentally), Malfoy senior had a weak spot for lemon meringue pie.
OOOOOOO
The more they talked, and the more Draco actually looked at her, he began to notice the strong resemblance the young witch bore to their parents. She had Lucius' platinum blond locks infused with a little brown just like Narcissa. She had both parents silvery grey eyes (except hers were a little softer). Luna also had the same creamy skin as all of the Malfoys as well as their mother's nose. The only thing Draco couldn't place with either parent was her misty voice. He then remembered that she hadn't grown up in this household and that the tone was probably a result of having a carefree childhood. At the thought of her not having the life he had, Draco felt a pang of jealousy shoot through him, but dismissed it tentatively, at least he had known his real parents and didn't have to go through the trauma of leaving the only home he's ever known to live somewhere he's never been to. No, he wasn't jealous at all.
Well, how was that? *looks up expectantly* ...okay if its a total fail please tell me and I will do everything in my power to fix it and make it amazing. But please be nice *pleading look*. HOWEVER, in the event that it was a great start, tell me and I'll start chapter two straightaway :)
P.S. Any suggestions on what Luna's mum's name should be? It never mentioned it in the books and it would be odd if Luna and Draco kept calling her Luna's "adoptive mother". I need one that sounds both British and wizard like... so no Kelly's and Brittany's please (not that I have anything against these names, I just don't think a witch would be named either of those). So once I get a name I'll just put in this story and re-upload it.
