A/N: Hello! *Insert fancy introduction to Story* Sorry for the cliche summary.

Ezani Malfoy is a sixteen year walking contradiction. When she is expelled from Spain's exclusive Witch's Academy for treason, she will start a new life at Hogwarts. Through her journey she will find her purpose, her true love and herself.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did I that'd be pretty rad, 'cept I'd have screwed it up somehow.

By the way I kinda decided to smash the first two chapters together. They kinda make sense together since there wasn't much of a change between the first one and a second one.


Flashback

"Fuck..." Ezani muttered to herself. She couldn't see where she was going through all the smoke.

"Malfoy!" Ezani spun around to see another girl, a prefect like Ezani. "Gloria, what's happening?" Ezani said in Spanish. The girl replied with a roughly translated, "Death Eaters! Death Eaters are attacking the school! The teachers have told the prefects to evacuate all the students to the river. I'm going to evacuate the East Wing. They said if anyone saw you, your to evacuate the North Wing."

Ezani nodded. Death Eaters? But she'd ponder that thought later. She needed to Evacuate the North Wing.

She ran up a staircase, dodging small debris. She could hear the sound fire burning wood and an explosion in the distance. The school was on fire. She quickened to a sprint through the corridors. She knew all the passageways of this school, and the passwords to all the portrait holes. But the Portraits had long ago fleed, making it eerie as she ran along through corridors of empty paintings.

She reached the North Wing in record time, she burst through the door finding fifty or so girls, ranging from eleven to seventeen, huddled together and absolutely frightened. At least half were in hysteric tears.

Ezani began her orders immediately. Explaining the evacuation route in Spanish, trying to get them not to panic. And so she led the group of girls outside through the north eastern courtyard. As they exited the school she turned to check on her travelling party to a horrific sight. From the inside things weren't so bad but out here you could see how awful it was.

Half of the school was in flames, explosions coming from inside. Scorching debris falling from the sky lit up the midnight October sky.

But a bigger problem was brought to Ezani's attention. To her right a crowd of shadowy figures was approaching through the smoke. To her left was the river.

"Oye! Everyone! Go to the river and meet up with the others!" They willingly obliged. Some of the sixth and seventh years stayed behind. These girls to had noticed the shadowy figures as well.

"Ezani... Should we fight them?" One of them asked her.

"We have to keep them away from the river." Ezani said. She turned to another girl. "Nina, go warn the professors that they're approaching!" The girl ran off to do so.

As the figures came out of the smoke, Ezani drew her wand as did the other girls.

They fired first. A green bolt hitting a girl next to Ezani in the chest. She was dead. Ezani swallowed her courage, she knew what had to be done and all these girls were well trained.

"If that's how they want to play... Hold nothing back!" She yelled as she fired her own killing curse at the figures

End of Flashback


Ezani Malfoy sat in the lobby of St. Mungos, recounting the events of only three nights ago as she waited for someone to come get her. Anyone, really. She had no place to go. She figured someone would come find her eventually.

The mediwitch had told her that she had been brought here after she passed out from blood loss from her injuries.

She had a deep gash on her stomach and three small but deep slashes on her right shoulder. Some sort of cat, a big cat must have slashed her when Ezani wasn't looking. For the gash, Ezani told the mediwitch that an Expulso spell hit some debris which caused a piece of wood to fly at her and hit her in the stomach.

She was sure the mediwitch knew she was lying.

Ezani knew the curse that had caused her stomach wound. The Sectumsempra Curse. Ezani had first learned the curse just a few months ago during the summer, from it's original creator, and had perfected it at school.

Her wounds would leave scars, but that wasn't what Ezani was concerned about at the moment. The fiasco at her school, La Academia de Magia Eterna para Senoritas de EspaƱa, or The Eternal School of Magic of Spain for Young Ladies, had made the front page of every Wizarding newspaper.

So, Ezani was trying to read the man across from her's newspaper. From what she picked up from what the writer, a Rita Skeeter, had written was that Death Eaters had attacked and bombed the school with dynamite.

But Ezani knew better. In her hands she was fiddling with a necklace which had an emblem on it. Ezani recognized the Emblem, from a History of Magic lesson. Some dark, old order that attacked the greater good wizard kind hundreds of years ago. She couldn't pull a name though.

I shouldn't have slept through all those History of Magic lessons... She thought to herself irritably, trying to concentrate on remember in the name. She knew it was Italian...

She was torn from her thoughts from a dark figure entering the waiting room, in billowing black robes.

"Sev," She said as she stood up. She hadn't thought he would come, as he had to work being a professor and all. Was it the weekend? Ezani couldn't be sure, she'd been unconscious for days. He walked over to her and grabbed her arm.

"Bloody hell, Ezani, what happened?" He asked immediately taking in the blood stained bandages. "Sectumsempra Curse, along with some kind of War Tiger."

"Hold on. We can't speak here." He said

Severus grabbed her arm tightly and apparated to a small village. Ezani hated apparating. Made her want to vomit. When she regained her composure she realized, it was the dead of night. Ezani turned to see a giant castle, windows glowing with light.

"Hogwarts?" She asked.

He nodded.

"It's bigger than I had originally expected." Ezani said.

"Are you okay, Ezani?" Severus asked, concerned for his god daughter.

"Fine, why?" Ezani said. This wasn't the Severus she knew.

"Nothing. Just that your normally so... full of personality. Your being awfully. Un-you."

"Un-you?" Ezani said a grin coming to her face.

"So, Is that in the dictionary?" She teased.

"Shut it." He said, with a small smirk.

"Your the one using poor English, not me." She said stifling her laughter.

But his expression turned grim.

"It wasn't Death Eaters, Ezani." He said quietly.

"I know." She said pulling the necklace out from her pocket. "I found this on one of the bodies."

"You were corpse raiding? Never mind, I don't want to know." He said taking the necklace.

"Guerra Tigri..." He muttered under his breath.

"I knew it was something like that. Guerra Tigri, I'll remember that." She said.

"You would have remembered it, if you didn't sleep through all your classes." Severus said, smirking at her. "I'll show this to Albus." He mentioned as they entered the Entrance Hall

"Sev, don't you think I should go back to school? And where's my dad." She asked trying not to sound worried. She really had no idea what she was doing here. She didn't know where her family was. She just wanted to go home to her school, and rest.

Severus stopped and looked at her. "You mean you don't know?"

"Know what? Sev, I was unconscious for days. What's to know?" She asked almost frantically.

"Ezani... You've been expelled. Your father is in Azkaban" Severus said.

"Expelled! For what? And Azkaban!" Ezani felt like hyperventilating. Her shoulder shook violently with nervousness.

"I told you. People think what happened was the Death Eater's Fault. Ezani, people think you led the Death Eaters into the school, because of your father's... colorful background." Severus said grimly. "The Ministry is going to have you attend Hogwarts. Your lucky your not in Azkaban with your father. Come, Albus will explain more."

Ezani dragged along. How could they imprison him? If they had done any sort of investigation it would be obvious that it wasn't Death Eaters at all, but Guerra Tigri. Yes, her and her father had several differences, but he was still her father. And what of Draco? He was only fourteen, and his father in Azkaban. Even if he was a little prick.

As they approached the Headmaster's Office, Ezani felt like running away. Or vomiting. Or both.

She was afraid.

You would be too.


"You've got to be joking? Treason!" Ezani said in a worried and distressed tone.

She had been brought to Albus Dumbledore, renowned Headmaster of Hogwarts. He sat in silence. He knew that Ezani was feeling distraught. He eyed Severus Snape, who was standing in the corner. Albus knew he was her godfather, and a sort of mentor of her's. Well, in a way you could say Severus deserved most of the credit for raising the girl. Lucius was always busy on business, and Narcissa was caring and doting, but never maternal. The Malfoys only had one nurse, and she didn't deal with more than one child, which was the younger Draco. So, The Malfoys had a tendency to leave Ezani at Severus's for weekends or a couple days at a time. Her never really paid any attention to Ezani though, even when she was around. Malfoys tended to treat women like secondhand citizens. Sure they respected them, and were perfect gentlemen (except for when they were calling out mudbloods) but they never considered them equals.

So, Severus raised Ezani. Sure he was busy with his Potions Studies and all, but he was always there to do any disciplining or other parental duties. One might say Severus was a strict parent, but Severus thought he was fair when he had to discipline her, as he never one let a bad deed go unpunished. Severus did more than discipline her though. He taught her to fly her first broomstick, took her to her first Quidditch game (Holyhead Harpies versus the Appleby Arrows, and to this day The Harpies are still Ezani's favorite team) He taught her to read and write. He consoled her when her heart was broken by her first boyfriend and he even helped her make her first Potions.

If people thought Draco was his favorite, it was nothing compared to how he felt for Ezani. After all the years together, Ezani was his daughter and one of his best friends. Of course she saw different sides of Severus, sides other people didn't even know existed. He had almost single-handedly sculpted Ezani into a wonderful, strong, clever, independent young lady.

And so it was this that made Severus so uncomfortable to see Ezani like this. The girl he saw as his daughter was experiencing a new kind of pain. The kind you feel when you are falsely led to believe that you are guilty of crimes you didn't commit by being punished as though you had committed them. It was a very complicated and specific feeling.

"But- I, No I don't-" She cut herself off. She tried to calm down, but it was like trying to wrangle snakes into a jam jar. Suddenly Ezani wished she could summon her courage like she had a few nights ago.

"It's so... Biased." Ezani's voice was practically a whisper. She felt an awful feeling in her in her body. Like her stomach was ricocheting of the walls of her body while wringing itself into a tiny ball. It made her feel as though she could vomit.

"Just because my father was a..." She breathed. While Ezani was attempting to regain her composure, Albus was prodding the amulet with his wand. He had a perplexed look on his face. He was about to say something to Severus when Minerva Mcgonnagal appeared through the entrance of Albus's office wearing her tartan bathrobe, her hair in a long braid.

"Is this Miss Malfoy?" She asked, already knowing. Ezani was staring at her own hands. It looked as if she hadn't even noticed the Transfiguration Professor had entered the room. Different expressions raced across her face as she asked herself several questions. Most of them were Why? Why would they think I'd do it? Why was Father suspected? Why treason? Why did they think I betrayed them?

In a moment her emotions vaulted. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, with fury.

This is father's fault. It was the only thought in her head. Her fuming was ended when Albus caught her attention by walking across the room and grabbing what looked like a pointy potato sack. It took a moment for her to realize that this was the legendary sorting hat.

"We're going to sort you tonight. Afterwards you'll be escorted to your dormitory. But Miss Malfoy, I feel I should warn you. This whole situation is to be an absolute secret, so it's only natural that all of the students already know. Please, Miss Malfoy. Do not dwell on your current circumstances, as difficult as it may be to do so. It would be best if you didn't draw attention to yourself. Please, just focus on your studies. We'll get this sorted out." Dumbledore said, the usual twinkle in his eyes seemed to have diminished.

Ezani looked at him suspiciously. She wasn't particularly in the mood to put her life in some stranger's hands, not matter how good his reputation. But a reassuring nod from Severus made her not voice her suspicions. She only nodded as Albus placed the hat on her head.

Whoa, whoa, what the hell? I was taking a nap! I demand an explanation! The voice of the Sorting Hat in Ezani's head freaked her out. It didn't help that it had an attitude.

Er- Well, you see er, dude, I'm trying to be sorted right now.

The Voice made a sound that sounded like a loud, obvious groan. Ugh, well alright then. But I'm not going to sing you a song. And don't call me dude. Call me Mr. Hat.

Alright Mr. Hat. And I wasn't expecting a song.

Sure you weren't. Well, let's take a look. Ah, a Malfoy. Well then it ough- Waaaaaiiit. This is different. Well this makes thing tricky. Very tricky. You see you fit all the Slytherin Criteria: Clever, sly, quick-tongued, manipula- ah no, that's not the right word... Resourceful, that's more like it. But, also, you don't fit any of the Slytherin Stereotype: Prejudiced, pretentious, narcissistic-

A bigot?

-spoiled, pain in the as- Yes! Yes, you've got it. It would be safest to put you in Ravenclaw. You'd do well there. Oh, but you could so much better in Slytherin. You could start a revolution! Make Slytherin what it was before! Being a Slytherin used to mean something, y'know! More than a pompous group of people who thought they were better than everyone. You could make Slytherin great!

What! No, I was told to keep my head down! I don't want to start a revo-

Nonsense. Better be SLYTHE- Ahhhh!

"It's three in the morning!" Hissed Professor Mcgonnagal as she whipped it off Ezani's head.

"Sorry. Slytherin..." The hat said with whispered enthusiasm.

"Severus, as her head of House, would you escort her to her dormitory? Please, Have a good night, Miss Malfoy." Albus said, with a small smile.

Severus nodded and led her out of the office. As they descended the Gargoyle guarded stairs, Severus said "Never have I seen the Sorting Hat take so long to put a kid somewhere."

"Mr. Hat sai-"

"Mr. Hat?" Severus almost burst out laughing, instead a nasty grin appeared on his face. He was clearly amused.

"Can it, alright. He said I could start some, like, Revolution. And that I could make Slytherin great and stuff." She said, slouching as she walked.

"It has to say stuff like that. I think Dumbledore puts the hat up to it. When I was sorted, it told me I would achieve greatness in Hufflepuff." Severus snorted. "I mean, really has there ever been a Hufflepuff that achieved greatness? No, there hasn't. And stand up straight, will you? You like a hoodlum."

Ezani straightened herself. It was easier to just do as he said, then to ignore him. Sev could get nasty. As they descended the stairs to the dungeons, Severus said,

"You should just take Albus's advice. Keep your head low, alright. Don't argue, don't get involved in anything, don't cause chaos. Try to be invisible, alright."

"Try to be invisible? You mean when the entire Wizarding World think i'm responsible for burning down a school?" Ezani said darkly.

"You'd do well to take Dumbledore's other advice, and not think about you situation. Alright, this is the portrait to the Slytherin Common Room. The password is Mentosu. They Left stairs leads to the Girl's Dormitory. Your in dorm twelve six. Your stuff's already up there. There are only four girls in that dorm. Make nice with them alright. You don't want to make enemies with them. Good night and good luck." Severus said clapping her on the back.

Ezani nodded. "Mentosu." She stepped through the portrait hole. She crossed the cold, sinister common room and up the left staircase. She kept going until she found dormitory twelve six. Slowly opening the door she peered in. She could make out five four poster beds, four of them with a sleeping girl in them. Ezani closed the door silently and changed into her pajamas. As she climbed into her bed, she realized how tired she was. She fell asleep less than fifteen minutes later.


To be continued

AN: Thanks for reading, stay tuned for the next chapter and don't for get to review to keep Lucius Malfoy eating cookies in Azkaban!

And I'm sorry if its a little bland so far, it's like sex, it gets better with practice. And i'm trying to get back into my writing groove.

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