Dear Lucius,
When you arrive home for Christmas this month, we have a nice surprise for you. We will explain more when you come home. Your father will be picking you up. Hope all is well, and can't wait to see you next week.
With much love,
Cora Malfoy

Chapter ZERO: First Meetings

Lucius looked at his letter once more, his mother had written to him the week previous telling him he would have a surprise once upon arrival home. Curiosity had gotten the better of him, but he did not let it show to his Slytherin companions. What could it have been for this first year student to have at his home waiting for him. Could his parents have gotten a new House Elf and it was his choice on the name and punishments in which it had to go through? Or was it maybe a silky cat that he would be able to take back to school with him?

He couldn't wait.

He looked at his companions that sat in the same compartment as him. Across from him was third year Bellatrix Black, her dark hair almost looking unnaturally tangled. Next to her, away from the window was her sister, the blond first year, Narcissa Black. Sitting next to Lucius was third year Rodolfus LeStrange, and his friend, Adolfo Macmillan, who was a shared cousin for Narcissa and Bellatrix. They all sat around his age, and they were all high classed Pure Bloods. This is what his parents would want him.

Whatever the surprise was at home could wait. He was with his kind at the moment. Nothing could ruin this train ride home. He wouldn't have to deal with blood traitors, mud-bloods, or half bloods who think they're worth something. He didn't have to worry about homework, and he knew he had top marks on his classes. He took pride in his skills, in his genius mind that he had inherited from his mother.

When the train had arrived and he bid farewell from his friends off the platform, he side-along Apparated with his father to their house, the Malfoy Manor. Through the gates and up to the large house where Lucius had spent his days as a kid playing outside with his cousins, Pure-blood and House Elfs, their favorite game. He stood up straight and readied himself for the surprise that would be waiting inside in the warm abode.

The snow was thick, but with the magical charm bearing around the Manor, snow could not reach more than two feet on it's grounds. Lucius loved magic, and knew no life without it. How Muggles lived without it amazed him, but at the same time, sickened his insides. "Cora, we're home," Lucius' father, Abraxas, called to his wife.

The bright blond haired woman walked into the room, a light smile on her face, "Abraxas, Lucius- welcome home!" she pulled her son into a hug before pulling away, "Are you ready for your surprise, deary?"

"Yes, mother," came Lucius' response. He didn't sound excited, but his mother knew he couldn't wait.

"Come along."

He followed the blond woman into the kitchen where Lucius saw a girl with deep orange-red hair pulled in two braids to her waist, her eyes were as green as the grass in May, and her skin as freckled as a Weasleys, scattered across her nose and over her cheeks. She had in her hands a spoon and in front of her a bowl of newly heated soup.

"Who is she, Mother? A Weasley?" Lucius came off cold, more cold than his mother would have appreciated.

"No, Lucius. This is your sister, Lucynda," his mother explained, guiding him to his newly adopted sister, "Lucynda, this is your brother, Lucius."

"Ello..." Lucynda said dismissively as she played with the alphabet soup in front of her. "... my name Lucynda. I you sistmer!"

She gave Lucius a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with the newest joy in her life. His mother smiled warmly at Lucynda as she told her, "Make sure to blow on your soup before you eat it."

"Otay," Lucynda said with a shy smile as she blew on her soup, "is this goo' enough?"

"Yes, deary," Cora Malfoy responded.

"Lucynda Malfoy?" Lucius said apprehensively, "Who's child is she from?"

"My name Lucynda Bonham, not Malfoy," Lucynda said quickly, glaring at Lucius, "I not Malfoy. You Malfoy, I Bonham."

Lucius looked at his little sister, and knew then, that there was no possible way for the two of them to get along. Not at all. Lucynda Bonham was only five years old, and she knew about the Pure Blood lines, and held herself as such. As the years went on and she grew older, she would do things, say things, that Abraxas and Cora wouldn't hear, wouldn't see. She would talk down to Lucius, and he would always try to prove himself higher than her.

Then came the year she was to enter Hogwarts. He was six grades ahead of her, and he was Head boy this year. He was top class, and his fiancee, Narcissa Black, was Head girl. He watched from the Slytherin table as his frizzy haired, freckled face, Weasley-looking step sister was called up to the podium. She held herself high, a smirk never leaving her face. She was raised like him, she knew the Pure Blood expectations.

The hat had barely touched when he bellowed out, "SLYTHERIN!"

The table clapped and cheered as his sister left the pedestal and made her way to the table, the table he sat at. It wasn't until a week into the school year did she even acknowledge him, and it was only to tell him a quick couple words, "We don't share the same name, Malfoy, we don't associate here, and I'm sure you'd love that idea too," she didn't wait for a reply, "so I'll see you at Christmas time. Cheerio."

She walked away, and Lucius thanks the heavens. He didn't want to be associated with his sister, and he knew very well she would not mention to anyone that they were related. They shared the same hated passion for each other since the day they met six years previous. To Lucius, he didn't have a sister, and once he left Hogwarts, they never spoke unless it was Christmas, or Holiday when they were both at their parents house.

Life was great for Lucius. He didn't have a worry in the world.

Sirius or Regulus? Which boy should win Lucynda's heart? haha if any at all? I'm trying a different style of writing, hope you like it! Let me know through a PM or a reveiw! And if Lucynda seems Mary-Sue let me know ASAP! and don't just be like, "She's a Mary-sue" tell me how she's a Mary-Sue. For Slytherin's Mayhem, I had a GREAT reveiwer who told me how Marty was a Mary-Sue and how I could fix it, so in the later chapters, she wasn't Mary-Sue. I'd like some construtive crit, not just a full blown flame. And please don't just say "Update! It's good!" tell me how it's good. It just takes a minute. Well thank you all...

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