Malfoy, Riddle and Potter are three names that you wouldn't expect to be put in a sentence together unless it was about them being enemies. After all, Riddle wanted Potter dead, befriended Malfoy but one betrayed him and fought alongside Potter and against Riddle. But everyone knows about Potter and Malfoys feud, right? Well never would it be added that any descendent of theirs would ever get along with each other but their own children betray this and befriended each other. Will this end well? - Expectations
Chapter 1- Getting to know you
She was absent mindedly swinging her legs back and forth underneath her bench. She always visited the park at 5 on a Saturday night. She always saw a boy of about her age always playing on the swings at this time and day. She was eager to make friends with him. The last two times she came though, he had not been there. He had come with his dad presumably the last time she saw him and at first he smiled at her. He told the boy that I looked nice and that he should just say hi.
"What if she's a Muggle?" the boy had said.
"If I was a stupid Muggle then why would I have a chudley cannons badge on my bag?" She had said rather loudly across the park.
She'd jumped off her usual bench and made towards the two. She'd stuck her hands in her pockets as she walked and gave her trademark smirk.
"I recognise that smirk..." The man had said.
Then she saw it. The man had a lightning shaped scar on his head. He seemed to have realised who he recognised her from too and they both stared at each other.
"Potter..." She'd whispered. The man had listened to the way she spoke his name and showed a sign of that his suspicions had been true and gave her a warning look.
"Malfoy..." He'd muttered back. Speaking the name as if it was poison.
He had whisked his son out of the park and they had never come back.
Sighing she got up to leave but stopped. The boy and his dad were back. But this time, her dad was with them. She froze. What could she do? Her smirk had disappeared and she hastily plastered it back and strode over to her father.
"Hey Dad." She said.
"Hello Tash." He replied while giving the man standing next to him a particularly evil glare.
"Dad," Natasha cautioned. "Do you two know each other?"
Both of them snorted slightly and then glared at each other again.
"Unfortunately." came his response. He spat the word out as if it hurt him to admit it.
"So you don't mind introducing me? Good! Either way, I'd probably get you to introduce me anyway. Else I would just ask him myself!" Harry Potter glanced at the girl and then at her father. 'yep' he thought. 'definitely like her father'
"This is Potter. Harry Potter." Draco Malfoy sneered.
"I didn't know you had a daughter, Malfoy." Harry stated. Obviously trying to make small talk and not get in a real conversation with his childhood enemy.
"Still doing the whole surname thing? Very well then, Potter." Draco was obviously no more thrilled at seeing Harry than Harry was with him.
"Who's you son, Potter?" Natasha asked.
Harry paused. He had not expected even Draco's child to call him by his surname.
"He's called Sirius." Harry replied.
"That's nice." Natasha stated. "That you named him after your Godfather. I'm related to him Y'know. I wish I could've met him."
Harry was surprised to see that Natasha actually looked a bit glum. Natasha also realised this and hastily removed it and put back her trademark Malfoy face on.
"Is he going to Hogwarts this year too then?" Natasha asked.
"Yes"
Natasha seemed satisfied she went and sat down on the swing next to Sirius'. He had Black hair like his father's but he didn't have glasses and his eyes were almost as dark blue as the night sky.
"Hi" Natasha said. She tried to use a kind voice since she knew that if she used her typical voice then she'd have about as much luck making friends with the Potter then her dad had with Harry. "My name's Natasha. Your Dad says your names Sirius and that your going to Hogwarts this year. Me too. What house for you want to be in?"
"Gryffindor" Said Sirius without any hesitation. "Like my mum, dad, grandparents and namesake. What about you?"
"I'm not sure..." Natasha wandered. "But if they even try and put me in Hufflepuff then they are dead meat. Personally, I quite like the idea of Slytherin."
Sirius looked at her for the first time. Her long blonde hair was scraped neatly in a ponytail and was almost trailing the floor while she was on the swing. Her eyes were even more blue then the sky but they seemed rather cold blue eyes. She looked exactly like her dad. Sirius had seen pictures of Draco as a boy in several Year books of his father's and he smiled.
"Your a Malfoy." He said.
"Good Merlin! Really? I had no idea!" Natasha said sarcastically.
Sirius chuckled. His dad had always said Malfoys were mean...
"I s'pose you know who my Dad is then?" He asked.
"Well, the better question is, who DOESN'T know who your Dad is?" She replied.
"I hope nothing big is expected of me at Hogwarts." Sirius sighed.
"Can't be worse than everyone thinking your going to be a bully." Natasha added quietly.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!" Sirius noticed that she said this hastily. But then she added: "He wasn't really a bad person. He just made some bad choices."
"Yeah. That's what my dad says whenever I ask what he actually ever did."
"I think the word Potter is banned from my house." She laughed.
Sirius and Natasha sat there laughing for a bit until Sirius had to go.
"See you round. Eh, Malfoy?" He said as he left he park.
"Yup. See ya' round, Potter!" Natasha replied while waving.
She looked up at her dad who's expression what hard to distinguish.
"Shall we go then?" He asked. His voice seemed hollow and Natasha could not tell how he was feeling about her being friends with Sirius Potter.
Natasha merely nodded and they set off toward Malfoy Manor.