Lucius Malfoy looked out the window overlooking the grounds. Having come to the school with the sole intention of speaking to the headmaster, not to see his son or foster daughter. Because sometimes when allies became enemies, old enemies became friends. The fact that Tom Riddle- Lord Voldemort- was a mudblood, and further destroyed the line by marrying...that well. That changed things. Voldemort was insane if he thought anyone would follow him after that marriage had been discovered. He himself, had only discovered it when he'd taken his lord's daughter into his home. Because one look into those silver streaked blood eyes had revealed just how dirty her bloodline was.

Though he did not like the girl, he'd taken her in, because she would a useful tool against her father when she was old enough. And soon, with Dumbledore's help, she would be ready to fight a father who she knew nothing of, and who's existance she'd see as a threat to everyone she held dear.

"Headmaster my ward will be useful against the dark lord."He said knowing he was turning his back on everything he'd believed before, but he was going to have his rightful place in the rold. "She has come a long way since she was a child, helpless at wizard's magic. And...you know who she is."He said hesitating. Because not only was he sure Paige Riddle had asked the great leader of light for help, but Fydra Riddle was her father's daughter, done in miniature perfection.

Dumbledore moved to stand next to him, watching the students milling outside. "She is only a child Lucius. And she is already so powerful, but she has no control. Harry is our best weapon as of yet, I know you despise the potters, but it would be beneficial to us all for Draco, Fydra, and Harry to become friends."He admitted shaking his head."And to get Harry away from those useless Weasley's. They're holding him back from his true potential. And he will be able to help Fydra with her control...yes if we can get Harry and Draco to get along, then Harry and Fydra have a greater chance of working together, giving them both a greater chance of killing Voldemort."He decided."But Harry, he has been resistant to me lately, sometimes I think he suspects me...what do you think Lucius?"Dumbledore asked as he came out of his musing."How do you think we should deal with Mr. Potter and your ward?"

Lucius smiled slightly at the thought."New romances have been known to disract younger men. I will ask her to make friends with Mr. Potter and see where it leads. After all, she is a beautiful teen, and he has a hero's complex. Surely he will feel the need to protect her if she gets in trouble."He said already formulating a plan as he headed for the door."I will speak to her."

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Fydra Riddle smiled as she looked up at Draco as he approached her, shifting to give him room to sit on the rock with her. Before returning her attention to the giant squid she was watching. Like anyone who had known Tom Riddle, it was true Fydra was her father down to the bone, sharply angular features and pale as moonlight. Her hair grew in charming curls, framed eyes streaked blue eyes with shots of pure silver, set her off from the people around her, as something kindred but other. Tilting her head at her foster brother she smiled wider, having in the last few months grown from awkward teen into young woman, showing the woman she would become. Having grown to no longer think of him as a brother, she was curious, and awkward with him, no idea how to act around him anymore. So it made the ice queen of Slytherin nervous around her beloved ice prince. Their house- and the rest of the school- constantly marveled at their ablity to live with that much snark and snarl withut killing each other.

"Draco, done tormenting Potter for the day?"

Draco offered her a small secret sile back, and settled himself next to her shaking his head."Not in the least. You know it's my favorite , the kid had a black eye, I thought it would better to leave him alone lest he give me one to."Draco admitted shaking his head. Everyone knew Potter showed up at the beginning of the year a bruised mess. "I did get in a good round on the Weasel though."He admitted yawning, bored beyond tears."All he does is turn red. It's so boring. What about you, anything interesting happen yet?"

Fydra rolled her eyes a little,"The Weaselette tried to give me a black eye earlier for informing her stalking was not cute, and that Potter would do better dating a real weasel."She said smiling as she looked over at him, looking amused. That small quirk of her lips showing he wasn't going to like what she said next."I dunno Draco, you might look good with a black eye. Dashing and all that. Parkinson would enjoy playing nurse."

Draco couldn't help it, gagging as she snickered."I swear to god, I'd rather be gay."He admitted, and Draco was a bit of a homophobe so that was saying something."Besides, the Weasley girl is perfectly horrid. Potter really should be doing something better with his life, blood traitor or not."He stated waving his hand around like it didn't matter."I was thinking of tying Blaise up naked and throwing him into the girls dorms."He admitted smirk on his face. Blaise was one of the handsomest men in the school, but he never dated anyone or even let them ask him out. "Hey isn't that father?"He asked after a moment, squinting a little towards the door.

Fydra snickered a little at the idea of Blaise in the dorm rooms."That is something I can get behind. Well...on top really."She said smirking, just thinking about it."You must do it..."She started before pausing when he went on."Yes...I think it is..."She said getting up and brushing off her clothes as the eldest Malfoy approached.

"Draco, Fydra. Good morning."Lucius said looking over his son and ward, glad that his long robes hid his reaction to the girl. Despite her blood line, her young age, his body reacted to the beautiful woman-child standing in front of him."I must ask a task of you two."He said looking at them, wondering how his son could stand to be around the filthy little mudblood, powerful or not. Even he, who found her attractive, could only stand to be near her long enough to get what he wanted.

Draco blinked as he stood, tilting his head."A task Sir?"He asked politely, as he was rained. He always showed his father the greatest of respect, even now he was standing up to give Lucius his full and undivided attention and respect, his hands clasped behind his back as he matched his father's gaze."I will do anything I can to aid you."Draco promised, offering his father a tiny hidden look of affection, one that the people around them would never see, sometimes wondered if Fydra even caught the affection that Draco secretly offered his father.

"I would like you to befriend the Potter boy. It would be a...helpful task to know what he is doing."Luius said tilting his head at his son before looking at the girl standing with him. Tall and lithe, Fydra was beautiful and fragile, and perfect in what he needed. He hid a smirk knowing if she was helpless and out of control the Gryffindor hero wouldn't be able to not help her.

"Must we?"She asked, standing just as attentive and respective as Draco, her voice lilting and musicial, wondering why he wanted this. But because he'd taken her into his home when he didn't have to, and that Draco would do anything for his father, she knew she was going to be doing this.

"Yes."

"You...you want me to...but he hates us!"Drao protested, wide eyed and horrified."I can't just...go over to him, apologize and expect him to accept it!"He stated looking calm, but clearly thinking his father had gone mad before he took a deep breath to get back under control."Father, Harry Potter is never going to accept me as a friend or even as a ally. He'd sooner kill me himself than help me in any way or form."No matter that Dumbledore was already telling Harry that Fydra and Draco suffered abuse from his home life, as already agreed to with Luicus. It was the most believable story after all."I will try father, but I doubt it will work well. Must we also befriend his mudblood pals?"He asked, resisting the urge to grimace at the thought."I think Fydra should befriend him first, she's less horrid to him, and its a lot easier for her to pretend she can be a normal person."He smirked teasing his foster sister.

"You mean it's more beliveable that someone's beating the shit out of me."She said having come to the only likely cover story. Sighing softly she nodded."Whatever. I'll befriend him, but you can jump in the lake if you think I'm befriending Weasel and the mudblood."She said rolling her eyes, as much as she liked Lucius most days, she was less obedient then Draco.

"no, you do not have to befriend the others, though you may think about it. Just potter."He said casting, watching bruises blossom across Fydra's skin, hand prints along he arms and a slight black eye. Hexing her into being beater was easier and less dangeous. If he really hit her, she was liable to hit back, or Draco would defend her.

Fydra winced as she looked down at her arms, realizing they weren't going to have time to change before class. Sighing she grabbed Draco's arm and tugged."Come on. We're going to be late for potions, and our daily date with Potter."She said wrinkling her nose bowing her head slightly towards Lucius."Good day father."She said starting to head inside, leaving Draco to catch up.

Draco grimaced as he watched the bruises blossom on her skin, resisting the urge to get angry at the sight, bowing slightly to Lucius."Good day father, we will befriend the him."He said walking quickly away to catch up with Fydra. Hovering over her to make sure Lucius hadn't overdne it with the hex."Later. WE'll have to hex me as well. Or Potter will never believe me, probably we should keep the bruises hidden under my clothes or people will wonder."He said groaning a little."This is highly aggravating."He growled as they walked into the potions class, settling in his seat as he watched the rest of the class filter in."We'll talk to him after."

They sat through potions quietly, listening to Snape berate Potter and Longbottom ruthlessly, watching Harry's temper growing with the second. Harry always had a temper when he came back from the summers. Draco shook his head a little, Snape was making his job so much more difficult. "You should approach Potter alone...he's liable to rip my head off..."Draco muttered softly to Fydra, unafraid of getting in trouble with his godfather."And I'll take the time to explain to the other Slytherins what's going on, no need to have them thinking we're traitors."Of course, they were traitors, just didn't know it yet.

"I'm liable to rip your head off, if you don't shut up."Fydra muttered back , resting her chin on her hand, looking tired and out of sorts. Not used to being the one in pain it was...distressing.

"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Riddle, do you have something to share wtih the rest of us?"Snape said tilting his head as he studied the two Slytherins.

"We were wondering if I can move up and sit with Potter. I'm distressed with having to share a seat with Malfoy."Fydra said, a smirk playing at her lips. Yea, let Snape what she wanted, and she was bored and this was going to be interesting.

Draco glared at her for snapping at him but said nothing in response as Snape piped up, cutting off the scathing reply Draco had been about to issue. The blond growling lightly under his breath at his 'sister' as he shook his head in response to Snape's question, looking startled at Fydra's. And a little hurt...did she really find sitting with him distressing?

There was a small yelp across the room as Harry fell off his stool, rubbing his side as he got up, staring at Fydra looking astonished to say in the least. His own bruises hidden with magic so that no one questioned him about them. Harry said nothing as he sat down and stared at the board, but you could practically hear what he was thinking. 'Tell her no. Tell her no...' Harry really didn't want to have to sit next to the Ice Queen, rumors or not, orders or not. Besides, why should he listen to the old man anyways?Dumbledore never did anything helpful for him. Meanwhile the whole class held it's breath as it waited to see what Snape would say.

"Fine. Ms. Riddle, move."Snape said before returning to his lecture ignoring the girl as she got up and moved. Curious as to what she was up to...and putting her with Potter meant she was closer to him, so that he could stop whatever prank her and Draco had planned. In all his years as Head of House, he'd never met two people more liable to cause or get into trouble than the Malfoy 'siblings.'

Fydr smiled slightly as she gathered her books, moving towards the Gryffindor side of the room. Swallowing hard, because moving put her that much closer to the Weasel and the mudblood, and even sharing breathing space was almost to muh for her. Rolling her eyes as she slipped into the seat net to Harry,"Good morning."The ice queen chirped, decidedly less cool than she normally was. Resting her chin in her hand as she set out to ignore the people around her, and concentrate on the lecture.

Harry leaned away frm her as she sat down, but when it became clear that she was ignoring his presence instead of hexing or pranking him he relaxed and ignored her back. Though his eyes kept flicking to the bruised layered over her arms swallowing down whatever he might have wanted to say and continued writing notes. Harry meanwhile, seemed oblivious to Fydra's charms and inhuman beauty-much like a veela's- much like Draco was. Draco never seemed affected by Fydra's growing powers, and it seemed that Harry was just as immune.

When te bell rang Harry was one of the first to start shoving his things into his bag, but a well placed 'splitting hex' thanks to Draco, had him being one of the last ones out of the class as he scrambled to pick up everything. Draco smirked a little at his sister as he walked out of the classroom, looking amused as he did.

Fydra smiled slightly, as she crouched and gave the last book over to Harry, tilting her head."Ignore him. He has nothing better to do than abuse those who've already suffered enough."She said with a shudder, hiding a wince. Not wanting to bad mouth Draco, but she knew it was the only way that she was going to get in his good graces. She'd just have to apologize to the blond later...maybe tell Pansy off and make the girl leave him alone. Yea, that was a good idea. The female Slytherin annoyed Fydra without her knowing why, even though the rest of the school did. Fydra hated to share Draco's attention with anyone.

Harry flinched away fom her then fored himself to relax."You startled me."He muttered his eyes narrowing at her as he stood up, clearly not trusting anything she had to say."So... you have a unusual amount of bruises..."Harry began uncertainly, looking her over again. Not in that 'I'm a pervert under your spell' way like most of the student body did, but more of a 'concerned for your physical well being' way. Though he clearly didn't want to have to worry about her, Dumbledore had mentioned the Riddle girl was being beaten, and Harry hated being such a hero sometimes.

Fydra swallowed hard to hide her laughter. Potter was so predictable sometimes. While she may unknowingly use her powers to influence the people around her, the two she most wanted to influence were immune. While she knew she was different, she didn't know WHY she was. Draco...she didn't know what had changed between them, but something had, and it was leaving her feeling unbalanced and confused on figuring out their relationship these days.

Shaking her head as she pushed away from the table she was leaning on, she picked up her own bag."It was a rough summer. And..father visited this morning."She sai waiting for him to walk out with her, heading down the hall with him. Ignoring the sneering, staring, Slytherins as they past by.

Harry grimaced a little, nodding."Yea, mine to."He admitted still looking at her nervously as he walked, clearly waiting for her to do something. He felt bad sure but that didn't mean he trusted her, or would offer to help. She probably didn't deserve it, and her last name bothered him to no end. Riddle had belonged to one other, someone who Harry was now learning through various memories. He knew better than to trust her, and yet he couldn't stop worrying about her! Sometimes he wished he'd just been sorted into Slytherin, then he wouldn't have this damn complex."Alright look, you are pretty, but you're a Slytherin, and furthermore I hate you...tell me what you want or what you're planning, I'll play along and we can pretend at whatever you want."He demanded crossing his arms.

Fydra looked at him, stopping as she stepped on the stairs to go upstairs thinking fast. To much of a Slytherin to not see the benefits of doing this."It's Draco. I...well..I don't like him as a brother anymore."She said blushing ever so slightly. Not realizing she was telling the strict truth for once, that she wanted to play this game more to see how Draco'd react to her spending time with Harry, than anything Lucius could want."Spending time with you will drive him insane. And maybe he'll realize were not really related."She said smiling at him, despite the silver streaked eyes and dark black hair instead of brown,she looked like Tom Riddle, who later became Lord Voldemort. From the sharply angled features, to slow grace, down to using this to her own advantage, she was her father's daughter.

Harry stared at her for a long moment, clearly thinking she was insane before groaning and smacking his head against the wall in frustration."God dammit, and I suppose I wont be able to get rid of you will I?"He demanded glaring at her, shuddering at how very much she looked like a young Tom...No, it was just a coincidene, at most, she was a cousin or something, cousins often looked alike. "Fine, since it's not hurting anything I suppose...I swear to go though, if Malfoy starts coming after me for this, I am not keeping your secret Riddle."He stated sterning looking at her"This is not going to end well for me...I just know it."

Fydra snickered a little."Don't worry about Draco. I'll make sure he doesn't bother you. I just want him annoyed with me. And don't hurt yourself. Solid stone will make your head hurt."She said tugging him away from the wall, knowing that Harry had soken the truth. He wouldn't keep her secret if Draco got bent out of shape over this. Smiling a little as they walked into the great hall,"See you later Potter."She said smiling, knowing she was getting stared at. Brushing her hand against his, she headed for the Slytherin table, smirking as she sat down next to Draco, and he went to Gryffindor. Amused to see both Ron and Hermione pounce on the Gryffindor hero right awy to ask wht the hell happened.

"so, I see you've made contact."Draco muttered looking over at her."That's good. I explained to the other's that you're only following orders...this is highly aggravating. I don't see why we have to befriend his gay ass."He muttered, "So what did you tell Potter I saw him hack his head against the stone, so it couldn't have been that you're being abused."

"You make it sound like I've made contact with a alien species."She said, a faint blush crossing the bridge of her nose, staining her cheeks, but alas with her pale skin even the softest blush showed. "Oh, I told him I wanted to jump his bones, and that sex usually requred being able to stand what came out of his mouth. Which required talking. I don't think he believed me."She said, not about to tell him the real reason, because well,that was embarassing."We're befriending him because its good to keep your friends close, and your enemies closer."She said aiming to change the subject.

"I don't care the reasons why we're doing it. It's a waste of time."Draco grumbled darkly."Father is up to something, and he's a fool if he thinks Potter is going to fall into place like a good little pawn. And I don't like the way he looks at you either."He growled possessively, feeling very jealous. He was supposed to be the only one she was nice to."In any case, did he believe it?"He added sulking a little as he poked at his food.

Fydra smirked a little, twisting to look at the Gryffindor table, smiling brightly at Harry. Oh gods, she was going to kill Draco with jealousy and never know it. "Of course he didn't buy it. He's not insane. He doesn't believe I'd ever let a hallfblood touch me."She snickered a little before looking at draco as she ate."Though I just might. He's not bad looking."

Across the room Harry went beat red as she looked at him, quickly loking dwn at his own plate and shoveling food in his mouth. Beating a hasty goodbye to his friend before he practically fled the great hall, making Draco scowl furiously at Fydra."Must you?"He demanded his eyes nawrrowing, letting out a small snarl as he got up, hands fisted. Having every intention of beating the Gryffindor, if he could find him.

Fydra sighed watching him go for a moment, before calmly following him out slipping a arm through Draco's, having no intention of letting him beat Harry up. She'd promised she wouldn't."Draco I was teasing. Stop it. I wouldn't let him touch me."She growled wrapping her arms around him. As narrowly built as he was, she ws smaller and not heavy enough to force him still."Leave him alone. If you beat him up, we can't do what father asked."She said looking up at him, glad that the entrance hall was epty.

Draco scowled darkly at her as she wrapped her arms around him, but stopped walking as he watched Potter flee up the stairs in his mad rush to get the nasty thoughts out of his head."I don't care. He's still looking at you like a piece of raw meat..."he growled conveniently forgetting that, well everyone looked at her like that."I don't want to do what Father asked in the first place."He grumbled relaxing so she would let him go. He wouldn't attack Potter anyways, he feared his father to much."So Potter is at least acting civilly towards you...that's good news."Draco grumbled deciding to focus on their orders, instead of his own feelings."Father will be pleased."

"Yes, he will."Fydra smiled slightly as she felt him relax pushing away from him with a disappointed sigh. Almost wishing he'd kept struggling so she could hold him longer. Shaking her head she turned to leave, shifting her bag over her shoulder. Knowing things were just going to get more interesting now.