Alright, so I stayed home sick from school today and I've got a little bit of muse still in me, so I figured I'll try and be a bit creative. The story's set throughout the sixth book.

I own nothing except for Eris and Andromeda

I'm not quite sure if it'll be a one-shot, but if I get enough reviews, then I'll probably keep going.

The house that I had arrived at was rather large compared to the others that I had been to over the years. My father had sent me here, to the Malfoys, because I had a job to do. I don't know one other person that would send his own daughter out on a mission like this, with all the dangers of being caught. Of course, my father was a very unique man, in some eyes great, in some eyes monstrous, but to me he was a father nonetheless.

I was greeted at the gate by no other than Lucius Malfoy. He was a very gracious man, for the most part. If I were not his master's daughter, I was certain he would have treated me much different. A dirty little house elf led the way to the house, dragging my bag behind him. I would have had the urge to kick it, if Lucius hadn't done it first. Disgusting little creature. I thought to myself.

Inside, my eyes met a pleasant smile from Narcissa. I had met her once before at one of my father's meetings, but I did not know her all too well. I looked around the room, certainly not interested in staring at an old hag for the time I was here. I was looking for her son, Draco, of course if he looked anything like his parents, it would be a tragedy. He was supposedly my companion in this mission, here to guide me and assist me when I needed him.

My gaze landed to the top of the marble staircase where he stood. Draco was tall and thin, and so pale that I could barely distinguish his skin from the white wall behind him. His hair was a lot like his fathers, although it was cut much shorter, to my luck. His grey eyes were a couple shades lighter than mine, boring into my face. He gave me a curt nod and my stomach lifted a little.

Lucius beckoned for his son to come downstairs, he hesitated for a moment, but then fallowed his father's instructions. He turned to me, "your train will leave at 11 O'clock. As soon as the girl gets here, my son will take you there."

Narcissa stood, "Lucius, the girl, is my niece, and you will treat her as such. She is part of this family. Bellatrix will not be happy if she finds you treating her daughter in any other way but with upmost respect."

Lucius held his gaze evenly with his wife, until turning away and stalking off silently.

I heard a cackle in the distance and with a loud crack two figures aparated before me. Bellatrix Lestrange eyed me as she strode around the room. Her daughter, Andromeda, grinned at me. "It has been such a long time, "she said with a giggle.

I smirked, Ann and I hadn't seen each other since we were little, but she still looked basically the same, with her wild, black hair almost engulfing her whole face. Her deep, dark green eyes, penetrated her face, differing from her grey colored skin.

Draco stood there silently, not speaking one word; he didn't seem to be anything like his father.

Narcissa nodded towards the fire place, handing me a little pot of floo powder. "Go on dear." The next thing I knew, I was standing in an office, a train whistle blowing from outside the closed door.

Not soon after me, Ann stumbled to my side from the fire place, and Draco fallowed, a little more slowly. He opened the door from the office, to the train station and beckoned for us to go through. With one long stride, he was at my side. "You two will have to be sorted with the first years I'm afraid," he smirked, "but there's no doubt that you'll end up in Slytherin with me."

I nodded curtly, "I guess we'll just wait and see, right?"

"There's one thing that I've been wondering though."

I nodded for him to continue.

"If you didn't use fake names to get into Hogwarts, and the old bloke, Dumbledore, know exactly who you're father is, then why exactly did he let you in the damn school in the first place?"

"Simple," I said, "There's no way he could prove my ever meeting with my father. I've supposedly been living in an orphanage for years, after my mother past away. The ministry can't deny an innocent child an education just because of her past." I smiled at him briefly, our eyes meeting for a moment. "Don't worry, father's got it all figured out."

I turned away for a moment, continuing down the bright corridor of the London train station. Bloody muggles bumped me from every direction and I had an urge to whip out my wand and curse them all, but of course because of my current position, I wasn't allowed to.

Ann skipped behind me coming up to me and hissing in my ear, "I swear if I hear another stupid child cry, I'll just use the Cruciatus curse on all of them."

I frowned even more, "Draco, are we almost to platform? I'm afraid if we don't hurry we'll have many more problems to worry about other than this whole mission."

I small a hint of a smile rise on Draco's lips as he pointed to a brick pillar. I'd read up on how to work this magic so I ran straight at it, going through what seemed like a solid wall, and soon ending up in front of a large steam train.

Draco appeared beside me, "Father's already put our bags on the train, so we can just get on now."

The large wall on the clock read 20 minutes to 11, which meant we still had time to kill. No, not literally.

Alright, that's all for now :) Read & Review PLEASEE

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