A/N: Hi there, The Slytherin Serpent here, I would just like to say, thank you for reading this. Usually I write HG/DM fics but I decided to do something a little different. So here you go.

Draco Malfoy beamed at his lovely baby girl as she twirled around and around in her tiny new pink dress. Her blond hair whipped around her face as she giggled and fell lightly on her bottom. He smiled at the five-year-old child in front of him and scooped her up into his arms. After a light kiss on the cheek, he sent her on her way to play with her small toy broom.

Soon after he closed the door, Draco heard familiar demanding footsteps coming down the halls to his private office. Draco's smile fell and contorted into a hideous scowl. His wife, Pansy, through open the doors to her husband's office and entered frantically with an angry look on her face.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy," she screeched, "I've told you I don't want my daughter riding on that blasted broom!"

Draco held his hand up for silence; Pansy closed her mouth obediently. "First," He began in a dangerously low voice, "what have I told you about entering this office? I said you will never enter here. Second, she's only fallen off of that broom once. And last, but most defiantly not least, Anna Malfoy is not your daughter! And you will never speak of her as your daughter again. Do I make myself clear?"

Pansy lowered her eyes and nodded solemnly. She knew her duty as a pureblood wife and would obey her husband until his dieing day. She glared at the floor until she was dismissed and did so with out saying a word.

The scowl on Draco's face melted as he laid eyes on a photo of his daughter giggling on a swing. Her hair was fluttering behind her as a house elf pushed her. She laughed as she looked up at Draco and she waved the best she could whilst flying through the air. Draco sighed and spun his chair to face the fireplace. His twenty-five year old body was tired and stressed. Work was a killer.

He and Pansy married strait out of Hogwarts, as had his friends Crabb, Goyle, and Zabini. Another couple had married about a year after him. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger's wedding had been all over the papers. They had a child the same year as Draco. His daughter would be in the same year as the son of The-Boy-Who-Just-Wouldn't-Die. Disgusting.

Six Years Later…

Anna Narcissa Malfoy gazed at herself in the mirror of her bathroom. She ran the comb through her strait, waist length hair that was identical to her father's. Her icy blue eyes also matched that of her father and she welled up with famous Malfoy pride at the thought of them. She was going to make her father proud. She twirled around and was satisfied when the pleated black skirt she was wearing fluttered about her long legs. She stood up strait to look at her tall thin figure. It was like her father's; like a seeker. She had a beautiful noble face like her grandmother and had the proud attitude of her grandfather.

Although she had never met the latter, she had heard stories from her grandmother about his amazing adventures and never-ending loyalty to the heir of Slytherin. She had been told that the only thing that brought him down was the horrible Harry Potter. She was told about the horrid things that him and his despicable friends did to her father and his family. How he had set free one of their house elves, turned her father into a ferret, and other gruesome tales.

She smiled and skipped down to the breakfast hall were her parents were waiting for her. She saw her father and ran to envelop him and in a hug. She giggled as he patted her head and told her to have a seat. As she did she shot an evil glare toward her mother. The dark-haired Pansy huffed and looked toward the door.

Anna was satisfied with the reaction. She wished to be just like her father and didn't seem to get any genes from the Parkinson family. She was thankful for that. She wanted her father's approval in anyway. Anna smiled gently at her father and began morning conversation.

"Father, I've read all of the text books you gave me. And after you got me my wand, I practiced the charms in the drawing room like you requested." Anna's wand was an eleven-inch oak with a phoenix tail feather. She used it in the drawing room because the ministry couldn't detect under age magic from there.

Draco smiled at his daughter and took another bite of his food, requesting that she continue. "Oh, Father, I just know I'll be head girl. I'll show all of the teachers. I will be just as good as you, Father. I can't wait for my first day!"

Draco swallowed his food and nodded at his daughter, "Anna," he said sternly, "I expect no slip ups from you. Justin Crabb, Kenneth Goyle, and Kyle Zabini will be there to look after you."

Anna smiled at the names of her childhood friends. They were all the same age as her, except for Kenneth. He had already started school. Draco had told her to remain with these boys. They would be her protection. She didn't much care for Crabb and Goyle. They were large, stupid, and ate constantly. Zabini, on the other hand, was tall and handsome. His dark hair was strait and always in the right place. They hit it off right away.

After eating awhile, they heard the clock strike nine and Draco whisked her away to Diagon Alley to buy last minute supplies for the school she was soon to control.

At Diagon Alley…

Anna stood close to her father and watched him closely as the people walked by. He had a bored look on his face as he paid for Anna's new kitten. It was smaller than the rest of the kittens, probably the runt, and black as night. Anna named him Coal. Draco led Anna out of the shop and into the street, keeping his face clean of emotion, something Anna was still learning, until someone said her name. Then he would smile and wink playfully at her.

They walked into Florean Fortescue's Ice cream Parlor after a long day of walking and shopping. Anna, who was cooing and giggling at her cat, hadn't noticed the black haired boy standing in front of her until she slammed into him and they were both on the floor groaning.

Anna was the first to gain her wits, "Hey," she snarled as the kitten hissed at the boy, "watch where you're standing!"

The boy glared at Anna and her cat with blazing hazel green eyes, "You watch where you're walking, Girl!"

Anna opened her mouth to retort when a loud "Malfoy?" cut her off. She looked up to see a man with glowing green eyes standing nose-to-nose with her father. He looked just like the boy in front of her.

She scooped up her kitten and was on her feet in a second. She squeezed her way in between the two men and growled with intensity only a Malfoy could have, "Hey, you, back away from my father!"

The man turned his eyes toward her so she quickly retreated behind her strong dad. "Potter," Draco spat as the man, Potter, looked back at him.

Potter sighed and his eyes softened, "Well, Malfoy, I figured I couldn't avoid you forever." He looked over at the boy and nodded at him.

Draco chuckled and Potter's soft look hardened. Anna understood now that this must be the 'great' Harry Potter. The awful man who killed the only heir of Slytherin. Anna glared at him while hiding behind her father.

"Well, Malfoy," Harry said calmly but firmly, "You have a beautiful daughter."

Draco's smirk fell flat and he growled at Harry, "I don't want you looking at my daughter, Potter. Not now, not ever!" and with that, he dragged Anna and Coal out of the store past a very confused looking woman holding Harry Potter's son's hand.

Harry sighed, when would Malfoy ever let the past go? He felt a cool hand slip into his and he smiled down at his son. "That, James, was Draco Malfoy."

James screwed up his face at the name, "Dad, is that the ferret who weaseled his way out of Azkaban?"

Harry laughed and nodded. He looked past his son and at his wife, "Hermione," he began, "Malfoy has a little girl, and by the look of it, James is going to have a bit of trouble at school." Hermione smiled sadly and nodded leading them out of the shop.

A/N: Ok that's it. What did you think? Yes Draco is supposed to show affection to his daughter. I don't like Pansy so I made everyone hate her too. Lol, but anyway... Draco only show's affection to his daughter because he wants a better childhood for Anna. Did you notice how all of the stories were changed for Anna so the Malfoy's and Voldemort look like the good guys? Also, Anna is never told that the heir of Slytherin is Voldemort. That's a key element. Ok thanks review review!!!