Summary: Draco had a twin sister, hidden away from the ears of the magic community, as the siblings tread on the borderline of their relationship, straying to the edge of conviction. Rated M for Taboo, Incest, Religious Insinuation, Self-harm and Disorders. HPGoF. DracoXOC. Mild HarryXOC.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Anything off from the original story is not by the series' author/artist.
Foreword: Contains the taboo topic of incest, thus the rating. It's kind of incestuous, but they won't have a sexual relationship, yet. I chose the OC to be placed in such a relationship because, personally, I feel that the Malfoys are very family-only kind of people, that I was hoping to be able to bring out Draco's love for his twin, and because of their personalities of self-preservation and seemingly possessiveness, I want to be able to show their twisted love in both male and female Malfoy point-of-view. It will be a very, very slow pace story. And the darker themes will come later on.
And yes, the title is a ripped-off from the GazettE. I'm a fan.
There are four parts to this story, following the books. HPGoF is more DracoXOC centric, only making hints of HarryXOC relationship, where the twins are coming to understand where they stand. HPOotP is balanced between the two relationships, whereby Harry and OC bonds. HPHBP is the continuity of the previous part with an ending of who OC chooses. And HPDH is the exploration after her choice in HPHBP. A relationship with Harry was inserted so that their love won't be a straight line, with the concerns of morality, the Dark Lord and also a love interest that seemed like a right choice for the twins, with Draco having Pansy, and OC with Harry.
Since it will be about a romantic relationship between two siblings, there may be people who do not like, or support or despise this idea, so please feel free to exit this window if you are uncomfortable with the topic. I would appreciate it if reviews about how morally wrong I am are not given.
Filth in the Beauty – Prologue
'Will you be coming to Hogwarts with your school?'
'Yes, I'm part of the delegations of Beauxbatons.'
'We can finally meet.'
'I miss you too, Draco.'
Draco Malfoy pocketed the enchanted square mirror that was used for communication into a leather holder, as he looked at out of the window from his bed, his grey eyes looking over the night sky. The deep blue sky and twinkling stars reminded him so much of her eyes. For once, something good was coming out of his irksome stay here in Hogwarts. He fell back onto his pillow, staring at the white ceilings above, the last time they met seemed like history to him. Lyra…
"Hogwarts have been chosen to host a legendary event, the Triwizard Tournament. For now, please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their head mistress, Madame Maxime." Draco heard the announcement from their headmaster, Dumbledore, as the ends of his lips curved up at the sight of the large doors of the Great Hall opening. Witches dressed in blue uniforms and hats waltzed into the hall, conjuring blue birds and butterflies from their sleeves. Murmurs were heard from the Hogwarts students as his fellow male schoolmates were all ogling at the sight of the beautiful ladies. But to the platinum blonde boy, his eyes immediately set on a familiar figure that he won't, or had never failed to notice at first sight.
His mind was entirely away from the introduction of the other participating school and the Hogwarts school song, as grey orbs were fixated on the face of the girl he knew since their hearts started beating. After some few minutes of intense staring, she finally noticed him as her face broke into a smile so sweet. She mouthed the words, 'Hello,' with a subtle wave as Draco composed himself after seeing her dazzling smile, merely nodding as acknowledgment. He was forced to break eye-contact with her when Pansy, his current female companion, pulled on his arm, trying to get his attention back to the aging Headmaster.
During the long speech by Dumbledore, they had their secret conversation, when she pointed to her own pocket, indicating for Draco to look into the enchanted mirror. He whispered her name, as the password for the connection as his reflection morphed into Lyra's softer features. 'The school's carriage is parked at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, but I would like to meet you indoors at the area nearest to the lawn after dinner. Can I?'
It took him so much effort to get those two buffoons off his back, and Pansy off his arm as Draco walked along the corridors of Hogwarts Castle, in the direction of that big and dirty hut that he hated, both the owner and the filthy things he had. He could never forget that incident. That stupid half-breed creature. The majestic, powder-blue, horse-drawn carriage could be seen in the distance as elephantine flying horses were grazing in a makeshift paddock, and the whole scene looked really impressive on a closer look, minus that wooden cabin. He sees her sitting on the steps, playing with her wand as a small light lit the tip of her pale wand. He unconsciously arranged his attire before clearing his throat to get her attention.
"Draco!" Her melodious voice filled his ears as the petite girl jumped onto him, weaker hands trying to pull the taller blonde into a tight hug. "I missed you," she said softly against Draco's chest as he hesitantly placed his arms around her small frame. She was so elfin like he remembered.
"Wouldn't your headmistress say anything, Lyra?"
"I already told her that I have a friend here."
"Right, so I'm a friend now," Draco muttered, faking annoyance. She released him and a worried face replaced her previous smiling one. She was also sensitive to his feelings. Okay, maybe oversensitive. But it wasn't a bad thing, Draco thought, while she tugged at the ends of his sleeves gently.
"I didn't mean that." She looked at his face with upturned moist eyes that only made the sight of her more pleasing than ever, "I couldn't tell people that you're my brother… I'd love to be able to do that, Draco." Yes, that was the truth. Without even scrutinizing, one could easily see the similarities in them; they were both slender with platinum blond hair, pale complexion and defined features. They were half twins, and the only differences they had were their gender, obviously, their eye colours, where Draco inherited his father's while his younger sister inherited her mother's blue eyes, and Lyra's more feminine features along with a unique streak of black hair on her left.
Beautiful as she was to him, Lyra didn't carry the family name, instead she was known only as Lyra "Lissie" Narcissa. They were separated some time into their childhood, where Lyra was sent to France, to be away from the dangers the Malfoy family carries from their affiliations with a certain person, because of her weak health and also the immerse love they had for the youngest of the household. Draco always thought of her as the light in the family, her never diminishing smile was the only thing that kept them going.
"I was joking."
"You shouldn't joke about things like this. It got me really worried!" Lyra said to the straight face her older brother always held in front of her with a pout. During this visit to Hogwarts, she was hoping that she would be able to see a side of Draco she never saw before. The only times they spend together was during school vacations where she could finally returned to her home, to see her family. But as they went into their teenage years, Draco had seemed to have a decrease in his emotions when they finally met. It was worrying to Lyra. She could never understand him, even if they were twins, but Draco was always so far away from her, literally and emotionally. Childhood memories were her motivation at surviving alone in Beauxbatons, without her parents and her dear brother. But Draco's nonchalance was eating into her. She never wanted to let go of him, Lyra thought as she hugged Draco tightly again, while the older Malfoy only patted the top of her head gently.
Since the beginning, they had always been together. Intertwined in the womb of their mother, Narcissa Malfoy, they came into this world together, a pair of twins that were loved by their parents. They shared the same crib, drank from the same cup, and even wore the same clothes when they were just infants.
Draco grew up having something he wanted to protect. Narcissa had always told him, a big brother should always care for his younger sibling. But sometimes he was afraid to touch Lyra, because she looked so fragile to him. Draco always worried that his little sister would break if he was too rough. Lucius said that Draco was the dominant one while they were still in the womb, that he took away all the blessings from his sister, maybe that's why Lucius seemed to dote on the younger sister more. Lyra had a weak health and she was anemic. Draco had never been able to run around the orchard with her, nor did he play any form of sports with her. He was pale, but his sister was much paler, and her lack of outdoor activities only added on to it.
"How are you feeling, Lyra?" Draco asked his bedridden sister, while sitting on the side of the large bed they shared. Lucius was not approving of the idea that the twins still shared a room after their fifth birthday, but Draco felt that he needed to be with Lyra, so that he could take care of her and with Narcissa's coaxing, the strict father only approved of the living arrangements on condition that Draco cannot try and bring Lyra outdoors ever again. Draco did it once, and all he wanted was to show Lyra the bird nest he found on one of the trees, but the running and the afternoon heat made the nurse tend to Lyra for an entire week.
"All better," Lyra said with a faint smile, but Draco knew she wasn't, that she looked like someone on their deathbed. He shook his head at that thought as he placed his own palm over her forehead, checking for her temperature. "Shouldn't you be outside? Dobby said that Crabbe and Goyle are here for a visit."
"No, that elf was wrong," Draco said hastily. They were in the living room, snacking, and Draco wasn't really in the mood to entertain them. How could he when Lyra was lying in bed, sick? Of course the two dimwits knew nothing about Lyra, nor the people outside. The only ones that knew about Lyra were the ones in this household. Ten years into their lives, and the twins had never had a true family introduction. The Malfoys had only a son, and Lyra was just an acquaintance of the family. Sometimes, he would wonder, were the adults really dumb or were they really that dense. How could they not see the similarities between the twins?
"Draco." He turned to look at her face, giving all his attention to his sister, his fingers gently brushing the strands of hair from her face, "Has father told you about our schooling plans?"
"No, he hasn't said anything."
"I'm studying aboard at Beauxbatons."
"Why is she going to Beauxbatons? Can't Lyra attend Hogwarts with me?" Draco walked, or stormed, into the study room, glaring accusingly at Lucius. The older wizard merely glanced at the young son of his as he closed the book he was reading sharply. "Mother had me to study in Hogwarts so that our family can be together, but why does Lyra have to go?"
"Beauxbatons is a good school, son. So is Hogwarts, even though I'm not fond of the teaching faculty." He kept his voice smooth even at the rude outburst from Draco as Narcissa appeared at the door, her beautiful face filled with worry at the noise. "Your mother has also agreed to it, am I right, Narcissa?"
"Yes, Draco, we've already talked this over with Lyra and she wanted to go there too." Narcissa replied, bending down to be on eye-level with her oldest child. It pained her to see Draco's face filled with pain from her words, those two had never been separated since birth and Draco had always been jealous of the attention given to Lyra. He confined in her before, that Draco felt that Lucius loved his younger sister more, and asked if she felt the same too, Narcissa had to use so much effort just to show that they were loved equally. "I love the both of you a lot. I'm not being unfair to Lyra."
"No one knows that I have a sister. If you sent her away, what if I forget about her too? Lyra is important to me, mother." Draco pleaded as tears were forming in his grey eyes as Narcissa hugged her son tightly, seeing her children hurt was the last she wanted. "I promised that I would protect her."
"It's because we want to protect her." Lucius said as they both turned to look at him, "I expect that you already know what we, Malfoys, really do."
"No, Lucius, he's too young."
"Hush." Lucius stopped his wife from talking. Even though they had fabricated lies about reasons why they hid Lyra, to deal with the children's inquiring, but maybe the truth should be broken to Draco, whom bears his name. "We serve the Dark Lord. Do you think that your frail sister will be able to endure the dangers? You will need to work hard to keep her from the truth, it's the only way to keep her safe. Do you understand me, son?"
"Why did you agree?" Draco asked as he turned over on the bed to face Lyra. The conversation from the afternoon was etched in his mind that Draco also thought that it was right that Lyra should not be involved, but why would Lyra choose to go to a place without him? If it was him, he'd put himself in danger for her sake. Draco noticed how the moonlight was shining on them, and how her light blue eyes were like clear diamonds.
"Father said that they have better healers there to help me," Lyra explained as she placed a finger to his cheek, smoothing the frown that was hanging on his lips. "Then when I return, we'll be able to go out and play together. We can even play Quidditch together."
"It would be lonely." That statement was meant for himself. They had never been apart, what would it be like if she was to be gone from his life? Would he feel empty from the lack of closeness, or would he enjoy the freedom?
"I will." Lyra answered immediately without any hesitation, "But more importantly, I don't want to continue being a burden to my family."
"No one said you're a burden."
"Draco can't go out and play because of me. Father and mother have to lie to people because of me too. I just want to make things easier for them, if they want me to go to Beauxbatons, then I will go."
"Shouldn't you worry about yourself before others?"
"Family is the most important thing to me, Draco included." Lyra smiled at her older brother as he returned with a forced smile. If only he was as brave as her, he would have done anything he could to keep them together.
"So that is the Harry Potter boy you are always complaining about in the letters?" Lyra asked casually after the pale boy was called up by Dumbledore as the fourth champion of the tournament. She was sitting with Draco at the Slytherin table as many pairs of eyes were on her, pondering over why she wasn't with the Ravenclaws like her schoolmates and questioning her connection with the pure-blooded Malfoy.
"Yes," Draco muttered as his mood was entirely dampened by the outrageous results of the champions. Poor Potter was in the spotlight again. Finally taking his eyes away from the receding back of Potter, he turned his attention to the other Slytherins, glaring them down at their wistful tries to get Lyra's attention. He preferred it that she was dining with him, than any of those nerdy Ravenclaws, and truly glad that she accepted his invitation to sit with him.
"So, who is this, Draco?" Pansy Parkinson asked, she was forced to be seated opposite him, instead of her usual seat beside him which was now occupied by Lyra. She didn't seemed particularly fond of Lyra, Draco noted silently, noticing the forced smile on her pretty face, though she wasn't anywhere close to Lyra's looks.
"She's an acquaintance of our family." Draco replied, trying to keep it as nonchalant as possible. He hated it everything he had to introduced Lyra to other people, for God's sake, she wasn't just an associate! "She visits during school vacations."
"Oh, I supposed you are a pureblood too. I'm Pansy. They are Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise." Pansy introduced the names of the other students seated with them, as they gave a nod towards Lyra.
"Yes, I'm Lyra Narcissa, you can call me Lissie. You have beautiful ebony hair, Pansy." She smiled, and replied gently to Pansy's rude behavior. Of course that was how she was, she's the kindest and most beautiful person on earth, was what Draco wanted to shout out, as he tried to stifle the laughter in his throat at Pansy's embarrassed face.
"Let's go," Draco said suddenly, pulling Lyra up from her seat, and pulled her out of the grand hall by her wrist, earning a defiant stare from Pansy that made him laughed inwardly at the jealousy displayed. He wasn't exactly clueless, he knew that Pansy fancied him, and he didn't dislike her either. He wondered, how the brunette would had reacted if she knew about the truth of his relationship with Lyra.
"That Gryffindor boy didn't seem that bad."
Draco raised an eyebrow at the commentary made by Lyra while he was walking her back to her carriage. Did she really understand what she was saying? They were Malfoys, and Potter was The Boy Who Lived, there isn't any reason she should be on friendly terms with that half-blood. But how should he tell her about it? Their parents had kept the truth from Lyra, and he wasn't going to break it to her on a whim. "Malfoys don't hang out with half-bloods, Lyra."
"I really don't see the importance of blood purity."
"Maybe being away from your family has impaired your understanding."
"That is rude, Draco."
"Whatever." He said, turning his head away from his sister, knowing that she wasn't angry. Lyra had never gotten angry before, or that he had never witness it yet. "I just won't like you being near them. And father wouldn't like it too."
Lyra sighed as she walked ahead of him, holding her blue cap in her hands. "Sometimes I just don't understand you. You sound like you don't bother, but sometimes, you're so keen on controlling me. It's weird, Draco."
Don't bother? What was she saying? He cares so much that he could die from anxiety. But he didn't want to be too close to her. She just makes him really… Irrational. Draco scoffed in reply to her comment as he turned around, to head back to the castle, "I've warned you, don't get close to Potter. I hate him."
Author's Rant:
It's chapter one! It's more introductory so you won't see their relationship much yet. I'll be changing quite frequently between past and present in the beginning chapters, so please endure with me. Please review so I can know where to improve on. Constructive criticism will be great (: