A/N: Regular story, written letters and thoughts,, Flashbacks and dreams.
Chapter 1:
The Beginning of a Family.
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A White-blonde woman walks on ash. The dark mark that had floated above the spot was gone and the house that once stood firm was now ash. The woman disapparted knowing that no one was there.
She appeared in a good sized baby's room. There she saw two figures, one was small with long hair and the other was tall with a beard.
"Who are you?" She said quickly.
"You really should remember me, Narcissa." The tall man stepped out of the shadow. He had a long white beard and long white hair. He had a young girl with him. The girl had long ginger hair. Narcissa saw who she was and that she was crying.
"hello, Albus. How are you, Gaia?" the little girl looked up and ran sobbing over to her god mother. "I see. She is here because her mother is…." Narcissa was choking on her tears, "her mother is no longer."
"Correct. You may notice a small scar on her head. Do not make too much of it and know that you must help her hide it as best as possible." Albus stopped. He looked at the crying girl. The little girl who, in one night had done something almost no full witch or wizard would do. He then continued walking over to the baby. "Her brother is with their aunt and uncle. Narcissa I, as well as your best friend, trust you to take care of her."
"of course." She picked up the little girl. "Until tomorrow she will have to sleep on the couch though. Is that alright, Gaia?" the little girl nodded still crying. "Dumbledore can you take her there while I find Lucius."
"Of course," Albus looked at Narcissa and took the girl. The girl held herself close to Dumbledore as Cissy ran off to find her husband. Her husband had been taken by the Ministry and they had left a note.
Dear Narcissa Black Malfoy,
An anonymous tip has told us that your husband was involved in the killing of James and Lily Potter. Do to this tip we feel that he should have a trial. If found guilty of being a death-eater, he will be sent to Azkaban or given the Dementor's kiss. Do to the fact that you have a child, we offer a job for you here. We are trying to put in place a daycare for only parents like yourself.
Sincerely yours,
Cornelius Fudge
Minister of Magic
Narcissa read this letter with a heavy heart. She had lost her best friend and may lose her husband. Tears fell from her eyes and stained the letter. How can I lose everything in one night? Then she heard a faint crying. Narcissa ran down the hallway. She found her son crying. At least I have him. She picked him up in one big swoop. She began to rock him and sing the same song she always did to put Draco to sleep.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore had tucked Godiva in. She was now coughing from crying so much. She had finally cried herself to sleep as Dumbledore climbed up the stairs to Narissa and Draco.
"How did Lucius take it?"
"He was taken by the ministry," She said sadly as tears escaped from her eyes. She tucked a sleeping Draco in as tears ran down her face.
"I am sorry. I must go though," Albus said looking at his pocket watch.
"Good night Albus." Narcissa sat down in her rocking chair as Albus disappeared with a pop. "Sleep soundly, my little darling." Narcissa closed her white-green eyes and fell asleep. She had no idea of what would happen when Godiva turned into a teenager.
Narcissa woke up to the sound of screaming. She sat-up in her bed and remembered what had happened. Narcissa got out of bed right away. She pulled on her green silk-like robe and ran to the living room. Godiva was sitting there, horror written on her face as she ran from a dark-haired man.
"No get away! You're a death-eater. You killed my mom!" the five year old screamed. She was half-conscious and had obviously had a nightmare. "you betrayed her." The young girl landed wrong and fell to the ground. Narcissa ran to her side and picked her up.
"Shh. You had a nightmare. It's October now. Shh." the five year old seemed to become fully awake and hugged her mother crying. A voice cleared behind them.
"Can we go now? We don't want to keep the clan waiting forever." the sly voice said as the dark eyes looked at the young girl. She nodded and walked over to Serverus.
"I'm sorry." she said quietly taking his hand. Serverus lightly squeezed it and picked up the girl. "Two days" her mother nodded and the two pale beings left.
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Five bloody years and I still can't control it. Why is it always with Serverus. Yeah he's a death eater but he is also a spy. He would never betray Lily, or me or my brother.
God I miss Harry. I haven't seen him is five years and I can still seen and hear him. The last tie I have to my parents, besides the bloody trip I make ever year. I wish I knew he was okay. Oh well, it's not like he is going to be in the open.
And that sparked the idea. Godiva put down her journal and walked over to the window. She opened it and climbed down the outside vines. She walked out the front gate. She held out her wand, well her mother's. A big bus stopped and she got on. "Private drive park, Little Whinging, Surrey, please." She said as she paid Stan.
She stepped over the bus about a half hour later in Surrey. She walked to the park and saw a young boy reading under a tree. Black frizzy hair hung in his face as his emerald eyes scanned the page of a book entitled, The Bookshop Dog. 'just like mum.' she thought to herself.
"Hello, why are you here by yourself?" She said squatting in front of the young boy. The boy looked over the top of his book but didn't answer. "You like the book?" The boy's eyes became bright as he looked up at the blonde-haired kid.
"I love the green-man. He is so nice." He said shyly. Godiva giggled.
"I like the ending. I always see a golden dog surfing in my head." Harry laughed and moved to let the girl sit next to him. "I'm Godiva Lilian Gryffindor Malfoy." She said shaking his hand.
"That's a long name. I'm Harry James Potter." He said smiling. "Are you new?"
"I am visiting a relative." Harry nodded. "What about you?"
"I live with my aunt and uncle and cousin. My parents died when I was younger."
"Do you remember them at all?" Harry shook his head. "Terrible what happened though."
"Yeah but my parents shouldn't have been drinking and driving." Harry said looking up into the tree. Godiva just stared at him. A drunken car crash! I'll kill them. My parents did not die in a drunken car crash. Godiva cleared her throat and her head.
"Why do you say that?" Harry looked at Godiva with sad eyes.
"They killed themselves and landed me with horrible people. I think they also killed my sister. I keep having memories of a young girl taking care of me but they said I never had one." Godiva nodded. Godiva where are you? a voice rang in her head.
"I got to go Harry. I hope to see you again." With that the girl left his live for another five years. She called the bus again and headed back to the manor. When she arrived, Snape was there.
"Where have you been? You know we need to 'eat'." Serverus hissed in her ear.
"Relaxss Ssserverusss. I am fine and we can now… eat if you ssstill wish it." Serverus became very calm as Godiva hissed. "better?"
"Much, even if I didn't understand you." Godiva took his hand and they headed back inside. Godiva growled low in her throat. "What is it?" Godiva waved her hand and sat down on the table. "You haven't mastered occulumy yet." Godiva glared.
"You wouldn't dare. You know what will happen." Snape glared right back and took out his wand. Godiva noticed this. "Expelliarmus!" She caught Serverus's wand in her right hand. "Don't try that with me." She hissed.
"I wish u would speak English like everyone else." Godiva stuck out her tongue and waked into the kitchen.
July, two years later, Godiva screamed as she got a letter at breakfast. Godiva then sat there, astonished, clutching a letter for a few minutes. On the front it read:
Ms. Godiva L. Potter,
Malfoy Manner
Narcissa recognized a crest on it as she ran in and sighed. I wonder if a year will go by without waking up to her scream. The crest had a big H on it and four different animals. Godiva opened it up right away. Inside it read:
Dear Ms. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. For your first year at Hogwarts you will require:
-A wand.
-Robes
-Books on the list below
-If you wish a cat, owl or toad.
The books you will require this year are:
-A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
-A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
-Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
-Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
-One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
-The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
-The Standard Book of Spells, Grade One by Miranda Goshawk
Please note that first years are not allowed to have a broom. School starts on September first and the Hogwarts Express leaves from platform 9 ¾ at 11 o'clock sharp. The train station is the King's cross.
Sincerely yours,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
"Wow!" Godiva said breathlessly. "I can't believe I finally get to go."
"Gaia, do not say that around your father. You know what he thinks of you being close to the headmaster."
"Yes, mother." She rubbed her forehead "Narcissa, do you ever think about that night?" Narissa looked up. She had been eating breakfast. "Sorry I didn't mean to be rude."
"Don't worry about it." Narissa noticed Draco had come in. Before she could even breath, Godiva spoke.
"Good morning, Draco. How are you?" She then turned her head smirking.
"No fair. You can sense auras." Draco said, sticking out his tongue childishly. He sat across from her. A house elf came in and served him breakfast.
"True but you are not exactly invisible in sound." Godiva retorted. Draco narrowed his eyes but widened them when Godiva did her, as he called it, extended-yes blink. Godiva got-up and turned. She just had to said one word to freeze his heart. "Britney." Draco dropped his spoon, which clattered into his cereal. Godiva walked up to her room trying not to laugh. Britney Spears was some muggle pop star from America. Draco had feared his father finding out and being 'punished.'
Godiva reached her room and still loved it. The floor looked like water and the ceiling was bewitched to look like weather. The walls and bed changed to comfort what she was thinking, all the bedrooms in the house had this feature. Today the bed was a cloud and the walls swam with thoughts of flying. She did not like flying as much as her dad had. When she flew it reminded her of the night her parents had died. She still loved to fly fast, like in Quidditch. Quidditch was a wizarding sport Gaia knew her real brother would love when he learned about it.
Godiva walked into the room and walked to her bookcase. Although she had found a secret passage, she just read one book after another. She read until around noon, when Draco came in.
"yes, Draco." She said this, without looking, as she continued to read.
"When will you tell him?" Draco said sitting in the dark rose chair next to the door.
"Tell who what?" She said putting down her book. She knew what it was but loved to see him squirm.
"You know who and what."
"Telling mom about you trying to use an unforgivable on me, Dad about your Britney obsession, Crabbe and Goyle about the fact I'm Half-mug…." Draco covered her mouth.
"First don't finish that sentence, Second I never used an unforgivable on you." Draco removed his hand. Well, Godiva removed it by twisting it. Draco whimpered a little but she had already let go.
"First, I was joking about the unforgivable. Second, I had three strong words for you. I am going to say them slowly. Rules of Siblings." Godiva then laid down on her bed again. Draco was staring at her.
"What are you worried about?"
"Sibling matters that don't concern you," She said turning the page. "I was wondering when you would finally use that power."
"What power?" Draco asked. He edged toward the door.
"The power to see, or rather read, auras. See this book," Draco nodded "It is a book used to teach reader. I also have ones for feelers, or sensors in other words, and creatures that need to learn to smell auras." She was now next to Draco. "I recommend that someone teach you. Aura reading is scary sometimes."
"Yeah right. How can auras be scary?" Draco was giggling. He stopped when she sighed looking at him. She just had to teach him because she promised Dumbledore she would.
"I have lived in fear of seeing rage. That is why I can not look at people who are anger. Why when Father punishes us, I look away." Draco gulped as she dragged him to her now dark and threatening bed. The walls were now swimming with a violent mix of blood red and soul-less black. Draco shivered with fear as he looked at the walls. "There is no need to be afraid of the walls, Draco. This is what rage looks like. I would undo what I did, if I could."
Draco now looked up at his sister as tears streamed quickly out of her eyes. Draco held her close. He did not know what the feeling he was having was. "Draco you must never tell anyone about my abilities. Do you understand?" Draco nodded. Godiva stood up and looked at Draco sternly but then walked over to the bookcase. "We will have to teach you reading, starting now. Most seers sense auras when they sleep but it is just extra magical energy. I am one of few who was able to learn to control when I do not and do read auras." She stopped as she heard Draco drift into sleep. "I was hoping he wouldn't do that." She walked back to her bed and put a blanket over Draco. "Sleep tight little brother. Your time is approaching, and you will play an important role."
Godiva trained Draco reading until she went to school. On the train she met a young lady name Rebecca and a boy named Percy. Percy was a ginger haired second year with a bad attitude, very bossy. Rebecca was a well built brunette first year. When they got to Hogwarts, Oliver Wood and she met when she crossed the lake. She gripped her Willow 10 1/4" with one phoenix feather wand in hand as she sat under the sorting hat.
So weird right but please review. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY CHARECTORS, Except Go diva (Gaia)
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