Chapter 1
There they were, Slytherin royalty personified. The King, Draco Malfoy elegant in his sleek black dress robes, his extreme platinum blonde hair styled as if he just got off the quidditch pitch contrasting beautifully with his robes, all the girls sighed as he entered the hall with his classic Malfoy smirk plastered on his face. His commander in chief, Blaise Zabini, was almost the exact opposite of Draco, with dark skin and even darker eyes, a similar smirk that can only come from a childhood in the pureblood affluence. In between the two of them was their queen. Merilinda Ann Riddle, her short, strapless silver dress accentuating her deep emerald green eyes, dark brown hair and pale skin that she inherited from her father. Her father, formerly Tom Riddle now known as Lord Voldemort, who after being vanquished nearly 14 years ago, had passed on not only his name and extreme good looks but also his deep seeded hatred for all things not pure, especially blood.
After her father's disappearance, Merilinda was sent to live with her father's most devoted followers, the Brays, and it was their surname she took as she came to Hogwarts, becoming Merilinda Ann Bray. It was with the Brays that she learned everything she needed to as expected of her father, her Slytherin blood, and her elevated position in society. By the time she arrived at Hogwarts she knew more spells then everyone except Hermione Granger and more about the Dark Arts then most of the students and many of the teachers. She ruled Hogwarts much as her father had in the past, and looked beautiful the entire time. The gorgeous trio had just entered the Great Hall, for tonight was the night of the yule ball.
"Smile boys," Merilinda said to the men on each of her arms, as they graced their way to their table where the rest of the fourth year Slytherins were already seated. When they finally got to the table, Blaise and Draco nodded their greetings to the group before seating themselves on either side of Merilinda.
As soon as they sat down, Pansy was on the attack, trying to win back "her Draco" from Merilinda who had "stolen" him.
"Draaay," Pansy whined, "What are you doing with her? Is she your date, why didn't you go with me?"
"Pansy, my name is not Dray--" Draco started,
"But She calls you that!" Pansy interrupted Draco.
"Because she has the right to! And yes, I am going to the ball with her. Is that all?" said Draco exasperated
Before Pansy had a chance to respond, Merilinda asked sickly sweet, "Hey Dray, you want to dance?"
"Sure Lindi." Draco responded leaving a fuming Pansy, and a laughing Blaise behind.
As the perfect couple danced their way across the floor they were stopped by the supposed Professor Moody, who handed a piece of parchment to the young Slytherin heir, before melting off into the crowded dance floor. Without a glance and a nod toward the door, Draco and Merilinda danced their way to the exit to the entrance hall and took a seat on the marble staircase. The parchment was folded and sealed with the Slytherin seal. Above the seal were two simple words, Vos instructions.
After a shared significant glance, Merilinda said open in parseltongue and the seal shriveled up and the parchment opened it front of the duo.
My Pretty Sea Dragon,
It is with great sorrow that I must call upon you when you are so young, but I am in dire need and I know that you will not fail me.
As of now the situation is under control and you will be happy to know that everything is proceeding as planned, but I have learned from past mistakes and now know better than to rely completely on one person or thing. In the next six months you must be always ready because if worst comes to worst I will need you more than ever, stay true to me and most of all stay true to each other.
Continue like normal, you will be alerted by "l'homme à l'oeil magique" when it is time. Till then I trust you will be well and always vigilant.
Tom R.
"How did he write this?" asked Draco after reading the letter through a few times.
"Of course that would be the first thing you asked, "How did he write this?"" Merilinda mocked, "You really couldn't think of anything more pressing to ask?"
"What! Do you know how he wrote it?" Draco demanded, as Merilinda started to shake her head Draco continued mocking, "Ha! I thought not! Aren't you the least bit interested in how your ghost of a father has managed such great penmanship?"
"That's not important", dismissed Merilinda, "What is important is that the plan is going accordingly and now we know our part." An evil smirk starting to appear on her face.
"Ahhh, yes. Our part: to sit, wait, and look pretty." Draco complained, sad to be missing out on the action.
"Oh, Dray", Merilinda said touching his face and playing his girlfriend while Fleur Delacour and her date walked by, as they passed out of earshot she continued, "You know we'll have our own fun soon enough. Just be patient!" And with a kiss to Draco's cheek, the pair stood, Draco put his arm around Merilinda's waist and they re-entered the hall, looking to all unsuspecting eyes as if they had simply been enjoying a little couples privacy away from prying eyes.
As they approached their table Blaise with a mischievous look in his eye said, just loud enough for Pansy to hear, "Had fun you two?"
Merilinda taking her queue from Blaise, put her hand on Draco's chest and smiling straight at Pansy gave Draco a chaste kiss on the lips.
When Pansy broke the wine glass she was holding in anger, even Merilinda lost character when she saw the look on Draco and Blaise's face. The trio then burst out laughing before Merilinda grabbed both Draco and Blaise by the hand, and the trio headed out to the dance floor.
