"Draco, the box... it unlocked."
"It did what!"

~In a forgotten age~

There once was an orchard of Trees that sucked magic from the atmosphere. They were special trees with white bark. Because the trees sucked the magic out of the atmosphere, many wizards never made it past the age of thirty. All wizards rely on the magic that is swimming in the atmosphere; with less magic swimming around more wizards could not take the magic that they needed, thus they died earlier than expected. This never actually crossed the minds of great and noble wizards; the tress had been around for ages. It was quite common for wizards to never make it past thirty. At that time muggles and wizards lived together. The wizards protected the magical trees, until, one day, a wand maker was struck with a brilliant idea.

What if they made the trees into wands? The thought of making wands from these glorious trees was pushed away at first; why would they go about making wands from the trees that they sore to protect no matter what? Then the realization hit, if there are no trees's to protect then people can go about their lives. At the same time a scientist discovered that these trees were shortening wizard's life. It turned out that across the world where there was no tress wizards lived to be around a hundred or older. This helped with the decision to make the magical trees into wands.

Eight wands were made from the trees, and those eight wands chose the most powerful wizards. It seemed that the wands made from the magical trees had minds of their own. The wands were described as the wizard's friend, nothing could separate them. Using those wands, the wizards created a world where they could live without the bother of muggles. But an issue arose; some of the muggles were angry they did not have powers like their brothers, so they set out to kill and take the wands from the powerful wizards. At the time many wonder why not take wands of normal wizards; why go after the powerful wizards. This did not cross their minds; they were set on finding the wands and their masters no matter how difficult it would be, and difficult it was.

Though difficult, finding the wands would prove to be very beneficial because the wands were not like any that had been created before. Those wands learned from their masters; they kept every spell used by them and everything their master learned. Anyone could use the wands, and learn the previous owner's knowledge. This would be of much use to the angry muggles. If they could learn from the wands then they themselves could join the race of wizards; and so many set out to find the wands.

One muggle found the strongest wizards wand. He had it for a short time before he was killed by another wizard. After learning the wands power, they decided the wands would be burned when the master died. And so the eight wands of power left this world and were forgotten over the ages.

But unknown to all worlds a ninth wand had been created. The wand was used and protected but at last it was lost. Tales and stories were told this wand; they could be heard in old pure blood families. Soon word got around to the muggles and an old group formed.

They had died down after the eight wands had been destroyed, but rumors of a ninth wand had them out to find it. They were known as the Esoteric Order of the Edrich Lore, and they would brutally kill any one that got in their way.

~April 12th, 1978~

"I found it!" exclaimed Sprengerlre Genter
"You did what?" asked Lucius Malfoy.

"I have found what we have been looking for. This is the greatest thing that could have happen."

~June 24th, 1980~

"It's a girl," the nurse smiled as she showed the baby to Serengerlre, "What do you plan to call her?"

"Elizabeth Eliscorpiser Genter, a name worth remembering," Mr. Genter said, smiling.

"Yes, you're quite right. Tell the Malfoys that they can come back in now," coughed Mrs. Genter.

"Are you sure my dear? You don't seem like you are doing well."

Mr. Genter was right; there had never been a more painful sight. As Lucius came in Mrs. Genter took her last breath. But before she died she saw her daughter take hold of Draco Malfoy's hand. Draco was only a couple of weeks older than Eliscorpiser. It was the beginning of a relationship that would change the world.

A small tear slid down Mrs. Genter's cheek as she fell into a sleep she would never return from. The rest of the day was not spent celebrating, but grieving. The two young children may not have known what happened, but they could tell there was pain in the room. Draco was a cheeky boy, who smiled and laughed a lot, but the whole time, not one smile nor giggle. The death hit them hard, but it hurt Mr. Genter the most. The Malfoy's had never seen him so down.

~April 9th, 1985~

"Draco… Draco… where are you," squealed Elizabeth as she ran though Malfoy Manner. She ran up to a woman, who was sitting in a chair reading a book. "Mrs. Malfoy, where is Draco?"

Mrs. Malfoy put down her book and looked at the little girl, "He is in his room love, would you like someone to go get him?"

"No!" the little girl squealed, "I will go get him myself."

"Do you remember where his room is?"
"Yes, thank you Mrs. Malfoy."

The little girl dipped her head and took off to find Draco. She ran past Mr. Malfoy, who smiled as she skidded to a stop and dipped her head to him as well. She then ran off once more, racing up the stairs and around corners. She would stop if a door was open then peak inside to see if Draco was in that room. Finally she got to his room. She slid to a stop and tiptoed to his door.

This is where I stopped

Draco's room was always closed and they usually did not play in there, it did not bother her. She crept his door open. He had his back turned to her, this would be her chance. She opened his door even more walked in quietly and as soon as she was close enough, she pounced. They tumbled to the floor where Draco groaned in pain. She giggled and continued to stay seated on top of him.

"Oh Draco, why are you in your room? We never play in your room. Draco…"

"Get…" he coughed, "off of me…"

"I'm sorry Draco," she leapt off of him as fast as her body would let her. "So Draco why are you in your room."

"I…I was…" Draco stuttered, he began to get up and pulled something behind his back as he stood up, "I was getting something…I will meet you downstairs in a second…"

"Okay Draco, I will go down stairs…" she smiled at him and ran out of his room.

Draco moved to his door and closed it quietly; he pulled the item back in front of him. It looked like that it might have gotten crushed. She always did this, jumping on people when they were not looking. He didn't hate it, but sometimes she would crush things that people were holding. Thankfully today was not one of those days, the box was still intact and so was the item that it concealed. His mind raced as he walked down the stairs to meet her.

She ran from his room in full speed, she looked worried though. Draco did not seem like he was in the mood to play with her today and she had to tell him something very important. Today she would be going to America, after their play date he would not see her any more. She was scared about moving away from her home but that was not what made her so worried, what made her so worried was the fact that she may not get to have the best last day with Draco. She skipped outside and decided that she would wait. That meant no more pouncing on him.

Draco finally made it all the way down to stairs and headed our side. He saw the little girl sitting there alone and sad. He hoped that he could change that within matter of seconds. He walked over to her in his high and mighty mood and smiled at her. He then gave her the biggest hug that he could.

"What's wrong Eli?"
The little girl looked up at Draco, "nothing is wrong Draco; I just thought that you didn't want to play with me today and well I have to tell you something…"
Draco shifted uncomfortably, he knew that she would be leaving today, "Don't worry about it Eli. I have something for you but we have to go somewhere more private."

Eli's face shifted to a smile, "Okay Draco where do you have in mind."

"Well you know that place that you like to go and it's kinda hidden from the sight of the house?"

"Yeah I know where it is. I mean why wouldn't I? It's the best place that this huge place has…"
"Let's go there."

Draco and Eli ran along the side of the house to get to this secret place that they shared. But along came trouble. There were a few other Pure blood boys that were growing up in the same area as Draco and had taken a liking to young Eli. Eli and Draco knew to stay away from these boys no matter what and try not to get into any arguments with them because these boys could over power Draco any day of the week. On this very unlucky day they just happened to run into them.

"Hey look its Draco and your Bride Mender," laughed one of the boys.

"Oh, you're right, why don't you come hear Eli…!" Beckoned Mender, this boy was a chubby kid that thought he deserved to have young Eli as his wife. She, on the other hand, had no clue what was going on.

"Draco, give Mender his bride!" yelled one of the boys when Draco took Eli's hand and began to run away from them.

Eli did not understand at all what was happening but Draco was able to find a safe place for them to hide. "Eli there is something that I want to talk to you about. Well before you go off to America."

"What is it Draco," Eli looked worried those mean old boy seemed to have upset Draco quite a bit.

Draco didn't know quite all that well how he was going to tell Eli and explain to her that she was his. He understood that there would be other males hitting on her, whatever that meant. But she needed to know that no matter what she belonged to him. So with a little bit of confidence and a bit too much advice from his father he leaned in and kissed her. It wasn't something big, just a little peck on the lips, which was all. The only thing that he knew how to do, that would mark her as his property.

Eli looked at Draco confused. What was that for? A lot of things were going through her head when he pulled out a box and handed it to her. He seemed to want her to open it. She guessed he was being his shy self once again. When out of the blue their hiding place was found and the boys that they had just escaped from were now standing over them. The gift was ripped from her hand and thrown out. Draco let out a small cry as he watched it be thrown out like yesterdays garbage.

"Ah there you two are, was wondering where you were taking my property Draco!"

That was in the last string that Draco had in him, "She is not yours," he took a deep breath then yelled with all of his might, "She belongs to me! She is never going to belong to you, so why don't you go find yourself someone your own age."

Eli was on the verge of tears, Draco did not yell like that unless he was really upset and this must have really hurt him. She did not know what he meant by her belonging to him but she believed him no matter what, "Draco…it's okay let's just go back to the house…You can give me something else…"

"Oh you're not going anywhere. You are mine and I know a way to mark you that he can't, and I'm goanna make him watch me do it as well." exclaimed Mender

Eli looked at Draco and whispered, "I'm scarred Draco…" she grabbed his hand and he tried to pull her close to him.

Draco never got the chance to pull her into his embrace; Mender was already a step ahead of him. Mender grabbed her arm and yanked Eli to him, as his friends grabbed Draco and held him down. Mender couldn't help but think Oh this is going to be some much fun…I never thought that there would be a day that I would get to Rape Eli and make Draco watch me…to bad she will never understand what just happened to her until it's too late. He smiled to himself and began to get to work. Stripping poor Eli was easy enough since she was only five years old; he laid her down and began to get ready to do his fun little job. He kissed her small neck; he also bit and sucked on it. Making Eli scream and squirm in pain. Enough was enough he needed to do this soon or they would get caught.

He pulled both of her arms together so that he could hold her down with one arm and take his pants off at the same time. She was unable to kick him since he had placed her legs under one of his own. One of his friends took her hands so that he could hold her legs and position himself at her very tiny entrance. Eli squirmed and squealed; something about this whole thing did not seem right. He got in the position and was about to push himself into her when he was thrown off of her. The other boy had also been thrown off of Eli.

Eli did not know what was going on and did not have much time to react before Draco had picked her up and ran. Draco looked horrid as she stared at him. His eyes were wet, was he crying? When he felt that they were far enough away from the group he slowed down and Eli realized that they were in their special hiding place. It would take anyone hours to find them even if they had seen the way that Draco had taken off in. Draco sat down under the great Oak tree that bloomed over them.

Draco's hands were shaking so badly but all he could do was hold her close to him and pretend that he had never seen that. He was thankful someone had saved her; he knew that he was not strong enough to protect what belonged to him. Eli didn't understand all that well what had happened to Draco and what had just happened to her. She also did not understand what was supposed to happen to her. They sat for hours, Draco would hold her tight and he was not going to go anywhere.

The sun was setting when someone found them. Draco had finally moved but only to warm Eli up. She had begun to get cold and was shivering in Draco's hold. He decided to take his shirt off and put it on her. He took it on himself to protect her no matter the cost, only today he wasn't even able to protect her from the man's hands. Oh her neck was a painful mark that stared up at him screaming, she is tainted! There is nothing that you can do about it now…you will never be able to protect her if you let someone other than you touch her. Draco noticed everything even the soft footsteps of someone approaching them.

Draco's mother Mrs. Malfoy was the person that found them. Her heart sank when she saw the sight that lay before her eyes. Draco had a horrid don't touch me or her look on his face that softened when he saw that it was his mother. And Eli was sleeping soundly in his lap. Her head buried in the crook of his neck and his shirt draped around her shoulders as to shield her form the cold wind that was blowing around them. Mrs. Malfoy steeped closer to her son and Eli, with worry that could be felt a mile away.

"Mom…" Draco cried quietly.

"It's going to be okay Draco…" She stepped closer to him slowly in order to not scare him.

"Why…why did he have to…and the stupid mark it won't disappear…she is tainted and I let it happen."

Draco's mother took a quick couple of steps closer and bent down by them looking Eli over, what mark…Draco what mark do you mean… Soon enough she found it. "Draco this will disappear…come lets go into the house. Eli will catch a cold out here."

"Mom…I…I was…so…"

"It's okay…you did what you cold and look. Eli isn't mad at you. She is sleeping soundly; she knows your protecting her."

Mrs. Malfoy took Eli from Draco; she pulled off her coat and placed it around the now shivering Draco. They walked back to the house in silence. Eli had stirred when she was taken from Draco which proved Mrs. Malfoy's point. She knew that Draco was holding her and protecting her. It didn't take long for them to make it back to Malfoy Manner, as they entered Draco got a surprise that made him become even more defensive of Eli.

Inside the house stood his father, Eli's father, a couple of servants, and one person that he didn't want to see Mender and his gang. Draco glared up at his mother. Why would they be in their house…He didn't want to know but a small part of him did want to know. Eli's father looked completely worried and scared all in one. Whereas his father didn't; No instead he looked concerned and irritated. They must have been searching all day…

"Where were you young man?"

Eli's father pressed his hand on Mr. Malfoy's shoulder, "calm down Lucius. Your son was scared; I don't blame him for running and hiding."

"They were by the Great Oak Tree in our backyard. And Hun…I think you need to calm down…" Mrs. Malfoy was quiet and calm.

Draco strayed to his mother's side, "I am sorry father."

Mr. Malfoy smiled, "Well enough of that, Mender I believe you have something to say to my son, and Eliscorpiser."

Mender shifted uncomfortably, "I would like to say that I am sorry for what I did and I will not be doing it ever again in punishment of Death…" that last part only came out in a small whisper.

Mrs. Malfoy Passed Eli off to her father and bid them good bye. They would be leaving for American in the morning. The ride to the boat was long and quiet Eli didn't understand what had really happened that night nor did she ask about it. Eli's father was fast to drop everything that had happened that night as well. They arrived at the boat in the early morning, it was about three. This was where they would part ways with the one thing that they called home and integrates into a new world a new place, America would be their new home.

The boat ride would take Eli and her father two months of long, hard, painful stress. Eli's father would spend most of his time making sure that Eli got everything that she would need as well as making sure that no one touched her. There would not be a repeat of what had just happened. Eli on the other hand would learn English and little things that she didn't already know. Everything would be set into place when they arrived in America. Eli's father hoped and prayed that this would lead the people searching for the ninth wand away from him and his child. Little did he know it would bring them closer to him and his child that he could have imagined?

~I would like to say that Harry Potter does not belong to me and that it never did nor will it ever belong to me. I would also like to say that there are Characters that do belong to me and are based off of my friends; I may do with them as I please. Draco is not to OOC at this point because no one knows what he was like as a young boy and in this chapter he is only four. I also would like to say that I will be trying to keep this in the third person point of view because of activities that will be happing latter on in the story. This may or may not be a very long story I have planned to cover years 3-7 and a little bit of time afterwards but not much. Reviews are welcome and I hope to get some constructive help. I will not take bashing, you will be ignored completely. Lastly I plan to update weekly so we will see how well I keep to that. Oh and I do have and editor, so big thanks to Sooki Chan and Deeann