Joaquin stood in the shadows watching the figure walk down Diagon alley and past knockturn alley where he was stood.

He couldn't believe he was related to that mudblood lover, who hung around with pure bloods who were so poor they passed their clothes through the family and shared pets.

Joaquin shook his head when his girlfriend LaRue came up to him from being in the Felo De Se restaurant to pick up her paycheck.

"Don't tell me your watching him again Jo. I thought you'd got over you're obsession with him." said LaRue rolling her black eyes.

"Shut up La. he might hear you," snapped Joaquin.

LaRue shook her head as she counted the galleons she'd been given to make sure she wasn't ripped off.

"Come on Jo. Let's go get a cherry rum from the leaky cauldron." said LaRue putting the Galleons on her pocket before taking hid hand in hers.

"Fine. If I'll get you off my case." sighed Joaquin putting the hood up on his robes.

LaRue lead him down the alley taking great care none of her other boyfriends saw her.

Harry walked down Diagon Alley to meet Hermione and Ron at the Quality Quidditch supplies shop to buy himself some more polish for his Firebolt.

He walked past a hooded figure led by a beautiful woman in black velvet robes.

He bumped into the figure as a hag pushed past him and he was sure he heard the words 'Mudblood Lover,' from inside the hood.

Harry frowned.

Since when did Malfoy wear hooded robes and who was the girl he was with?

He shrugged and carried on to the shop.

Joaquin sat down opposite LaRue in a private spot and took down his hood.

Anyone walking past would have thought he was the twin of 'Harry potter, the boy who lived.'

He had the same facial features, pale complexion and messy black hair .He had a star shaped scar instead of a lightning bolt on his forehead. It was from when one of his stepbrother's had thrown a diamond at him and banged his head against the wall continuously till it was imprinted on his skin.

But he had icy silver eyes like his mother's instead of green and he'd managed to tame his hair into trendy black spikes on his head.

"I'll go get us those drinks." smiled LaRue kissing his cheek before going to the bar.

Joaquin rolled his eyes as he took off his robes.

He hated even sharing the looks of that goody goody Potter.

He bet that Potter didn't even know he existed.

Joaquin grinned to himself at he thought of telling his half brother that that their father was a two timer.

Joaquin's mother Eliza had been married to James Potter for a few years before he'd met lily Evans, a muggle born.

Joaquin was born the day lily and James got married and James had managed to be at both by some miracle.

When Joaquin was only three when Harry was born and his biological father left him and his mother alone.

Joaquin had watched his mother fall slowly into depression til she found his stepfather Darius Malfoy Ambrose.

Joaquin was soon surrounded by four stepbrothers, (Fabon, Jabez, Ezra, Indrio), two step sisters (Kallista and McCanna), and a pair of twins Ophelia and Pato.

Joaquin had felt alone amongst his Malfoy siblings not knowing he had a younger half brother all along.

When he was sixteen Eliza told him she'd when he was three that his biological father was murdered and that Joaquin had a half brother at Hogwarts.

Joaquin had then become obsessed with knowing every detail of his half brother's life.

Eliza had died of a stroke when he was twenty and Darius was steadily growing older though he still had to take care of thirteen-year-olds Ophelia and Pato.

Now he was twenty-one, his half brother only eighteen, and Joaquin worked in his four stepbrothers' company, which had flexible hours and good pay.