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Re-edit: Main character name change!

Elladora Malfoy had been waiting for this as soon as she realised Hogwarts existed. From the day her father told her and her twin brother, Draco, about the illusive school in the Highlands of Scotland and that they would be attending, in due time of course, Elladora anticipated it with great delight. She read books on the great history of the school and knew everything they really was to know. There was no question as to what house she would be sorted into; almost her entire family, on both her mother and her fathers sides, had all been sorted into Slytherin. Both her and Draco were prepped to excel in Hogwarts as proud Slytherin students. A house known for their ambition, cunning and determination, Elladora knew she would fit right in. Her parents also made sure both her and her brother mixed with other children that were expected to follow into Slytherin tradition. Such values had been entrust upon the Malfoy children from an early age, the ideology of Blood supremacy among the wizarding community. Although, in her young age, Elladora never quiet understood why is was so important, but followed staunchly in her parents teachings and beliefs.

It wasn't long ago that Elladora and Draco were called into their fathers study and handed their letters to Hogwarts. Elladora would have bounced up and down with glee if she knew she wouldn't ave been reprimanded for it by her father. "You must behave like a Malfoy," was a common phrase he thrust upon young Elladora. Every day since she has read over the letter and the accompanying list of school supplies again and again, almost expecting it to say something other than it did upon her first reading.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. E. Malfoy,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress.

Finally, today was the day her parents would be taking them to Diagon Alley to get their Hogwarts supplies. Elladora had barely been unable to sleep the night before with excitement. She woke early and dressed in some of her best clothes. Her long blonde hair hung in loose curls down her back. Once it reached an acceptable time, Elladora gleefully bounced out of her room and made her way down into the family dining room. However, it was still early enough that the house elves still bustled about. When Elladora entered the room, they quickly scattered into the kitchens or the side rooms. They were scared of her family, no matter if Elladora had never done any of them wrong. As she watched the last house elf scurry out of the room, Elladora felt a gentle hand rest itself on her shoulder. Turning around, Elladora looked up at her mother, Narcissa. Narcissa Malfoy had always appeared as the most beautiful woman in the world in her daughters eyes. Narcissa was born a member of the Noble and Ancient House of Black and had married Lucius Malfoy while they were still young. Both coming from families with a vast amount of riches, Elladora and Draco grew up in the lap of luxury, always having the best of everything and anything they ever wanted. Elladora never knew anything different. In her eyes, her life was perfect.

"Well, aren't you awake early," Narcissa stated, passing her daughter and going to take a seat at the dining table. The table was exceptionally large, but only thus so for them to cater for the large amounts of people the family would invite over for parties on occasion. In their regular, day-to-day affairs, only four places at the table would be set for the family. Elladora followed her mother and took her regular seat opposite her. "I remember going to Diagon Alley for my first year."

"Were you excited?" Elladora's eyes shined with eagerness.

"Yes," Narcissa said in a soft tone. "But not nearly as much as you are, young one."

"Can't we go now, Mother?" Elladora begged. "Please? I can't bare to wait any longer"

"Now, now," Narcissa calmed her. "We have to wait for your father and brother. It wouldn't be fair to go without them, now would it?"

"I suppose," Elladora shrugged as the house elves arrived with breakfast for her and her mother.

In what seemed to be an eternity of waiting that day, Lucius finally instructed his children to fetch their robes as they would be going soon. Elladora raced upstairs and was back down in only a matter of minutes, robe and all. They were taking the floo network, as Narcissa still considered the children too young to use side-along apparition. They had been to Diagon Alley many times on recreational shopping trips or to Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Elladora forever envied seeing the older children and teenagers doing their school supplies shopping at this time of year. Now it was her chance. She finally the opportunity to got Hogwarts and get her wands, robes and all. It all seemed so perfect and simple. She couldn't wait.

"Why are you so eager?" Draco asked his sister, as he rejoined the room, ready to go. Draco never shared his sisters excitability at the prospect of attending Hogwarts. It was a just school to him, something that would come along naturally. Elladora had idolised it and imagined it to the most perfect place on earth, where learning would only be one aspect of her time there.

"Why are you not?" Elladora fired back. "Draco, we can finally get our wands."

"So?" He shook his head. "Its not we not like do magic anyway. Unless you want to be expelled from Hogwarts before you even get there."

"But we'll be there soon," she said with a wide smile on her face. "And we'll be sorted into Slytherin and learn everything there is to know about magic."

"Not everything is that perfect, Ella," she turned slowly, as her fathers voice echoed from behind her. Lucius Malfoy was a proud, cold and ruthless man with an unnerving shrewdness that embodied him. He intimidated his children, especially his daughter. More so than his wife, Lucius enforced the ideologies of blood purity and supremacy within in family and raised them as proud pure-bloods. He also enacted strict control over the family, making sure that they behaved in a way that never discredited the Malfoy name. "But one can only hope."

"Are you ready to go, dears?" Narcissa spoke, breaking the tension in the room. Elladora and Draco nodded silently as Narcissa escorted them over to the over sized fireplace. "Draco, you go first. Please wait at the other side or do you want one of us go with you?"

"Mother, we've done it before," Draco told her, taking a handful of floo powder and stepping into the fireplace."The Leaky Cauldron." In a burst of green flames, Elladora watched her brother disappear. Soon the flames receded and the fireplace had returned to its original emptiness.

"Okay Elladora, your turn," her mother let her hand slide from her shoulders. Repeating what Draco had already done, Elladora took a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace.

"The Leaky Cauldron," she enunciated, letting the powder go. Again, in a burst of green light, Elladora watched her family home dissolved around her and the dimly lit halls of the wizarding pub formed in front of her. She quickly eyed her brother sat at a table near the fireplace. Sitting down, Elladpra cleared her throat of the dust she had indirectly inhaled. "I hate floo travel. It's always so stuffy." Within moments, her mother and father both entered the Leaky Cauldron from the fireplace.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Tom, the landlord of the Leaky Cauldron, greeted them. "Will I get you anything?"

"Not today," her father said before leading his family into the rear courtyard of the building. Taking the end of his cane, Lucius tapped the brick wall in a circular, anti-clockwise motion. The brick wall gave way a bustling shopping district lined with a wide variety of shops suited for every occasion. Their first destination, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, was a large building that stood proud at the opposite end of the street.

"Mother, must we go to the bank with you and Father?" Elladora queried as she eyed up some of the passing store fronts.

"Can we go look at broomsticks instead?" Draco added on, also sharing his sisters sentiment of not wishing to go to Gringotts with their parents. The goblins always scared Elladora and she always attempted to get out of going there, if she were able to.

"Alright, but we will meet you at Madam Malkins in half an hour," Narcissa told her children. "Your father doesn't wish to stay long."

"Thank you," Elladora chimed happily before running off into Quality Quidditch Supplies, passing the crowd of eager children gawking at the newly released Nimbus 2000 in the shop window.

After browsing Quality Quidditch Supplies, Twilfitt and Tattin's and Sugarplum's Sweet Shop, Elladora and Draco made their way to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions where they found their mother awaiting them.

"I thought I told you two half an hour. Your father has already gone to Flourish and Blotts to get your school books," Narcissa told them before turning to the witch dressed in all mauve. "Two sets of Hogwarts uniforms, Madam."

"Of course, who wishes to go first?" the witch, whom Elladora assumed was Madam Malkin herself, looked between her and twin.

"Elladoraa will," Narcissa decided.

"Alright, this way," Madam Malkin guided the young witch onto a footstool and placed long black robes over her head. "Theodora will see to you here. It's been very busy today, lots of young witches and wizards looking for their school robes. First years, are they?"

"Yes, they are," Narcissa answered bluntly, watching as the seamstress pinned Elladora's robes to the appropriate length. Elladora looked at herself in the mirror opposite her. It was hard to suppress the bursting feels of excitement that swelled within her. Soon the robes would bear the Slytherin house crest - a silver serpent upon a vibrant green field. "I'm going to pop up to Ollivander's and look at wands for you two. As soon as you are finished here I want you to join me."

"Okay Mother," Draco answered. Elladora was too busy looking at her reflection to answer. In what felt like no time at all, Elladora's robes were at an appropriate length and were being wrapped up along with her other uniform essentials. Draco was next to be fitted.

"I wonder what my wand core will be," Elladora pondered. She had often speculated the properties of her wand, reading books on how the wands length, cores and woods correspond to each wizard or witches individual personality.

"Unicorn hair," Draco answered.

"You don't know that for sure," Elladora replied back, somewhat annoyed.

"Wanna bet?" Draco smirked, teasing his sister further. Elladora folded her arms across her chest from her seat. Shortly after, a small, messy haired boy entered the clothing shop. He appeared to be the same age as them, if not younger. Madam Malkin welcomed him and brought him over to the neighbouring footstool.

"Hello," Elladora greeted him with a small smile. "Hogwarts too?"

"Yes," the boy replied and her brother turned his head to speak.

"Are you a first year?" Elladora questioned further. The boy just nodded as Madam Malkin herself saw to him. "So are my brother and I."

"Our father is next door buying our books and Mother's up the street looking at wands," Draco said. The messy haired boy just looked confused and overwhelmed, making Elladora wonder whether he was a muggleborn experiencing the magical world for the first time. "I'm going to get them to buy me a racing broom after. We were looking at ones earlier. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I'll get Father to buy me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow."

"I'd like to see Professor Snape's face when you arrive with a racing broom," the Potions professor at Hogwarts was a friend of the family. They were both followed of Lord Voldemort during his reign. Both Elladora and Draco were forbidden from speaking of their fathers involvement with the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters, but they knew rightly that he was one of them, even though claims to be influenced by the Imperius Curse. "It will be 100 points from Slytherin on the first day of term."

"It will not," Draco brushed her off, turning to look back at the messy haired boy. "Do you have your own broom?"

"No."

"Do you play Quidditch?" Elladora questioned, narrowing her eyes.

"No," he shook his head. This only added fuel to Elladoraa's theory of him being a muggleborn. It was no matter to her anyway, no muggleborn would be placed in Slytherin house and she assumed she would have very little association with the boy next to her, he were to be one. Nothing more an odd class or bumping into each other in a hallway.

"I do," Draco continued and pointed at his sister. "So does Ella. Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house." Draco paused for a moment. "Do you know what house you'll be in yet?"

"Nobody really knows for certain, Draco, until they get there" Elladora spoke, folding her hands across her knees. "But I'm certain we'll be in Slytherin. All out family have been."

"Imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave," Draco said snidely. "Wouldn't you?" Elladora nodded her head in agreement while the boy just made a 'hmmm' noise. "I say, look at that man!" Turning her head sharply to look at the shop front window, Elladora took notice of the incredibly large man with a black mass of scraggy bear and enormous robes.

"That's Hagrid," the boy finally spoke more than one word. "He works at Hogwarts."

"Oh, I've heard of him," Draco said. Elladora had heard about him too from their parents stories of the school. "He's sort of a servant, isn't he?"

"He's the gamekeeper," the boy corrected. Elladora noticed the boy look at them ever more suspiciously.

"Yes, exactly," Draco continued. "I heard he's a sort of savage."

"I heard he's half-giant," Elladore said scrunching up her nose. 'Half-breed' her fathers voice echoed in the back of her head.

"I think he's brilliant," the boy said, making Elladore feel uncomfortable. The boy obviously had an appreciation for the Hogwarts employee.

"Do you?" Draco asked. "Why is he with you? Where are your parents?"

"They're dead," he said monotonously. Elladora felt her face fall and noticed Draco's did the exact same.

"I'm sorry," Elladora spoke softly, biting her lip.

"But were they our kind, weren't they?" Draco asked. Elladora's theory was about to be confirmed or denied.

"They were a witch and wizard, if that's what you mean," Elladora breathed out quickly before realising she was holding it in.

"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you?" her brother asked him. Elladora noticed a confused look on his face. "They're just not the same. They've never been brought up to know our ways."

"Obviously, they would have never heard of Hogwarts until their letter arrived," Elldaora began to chuckle. "Could you imagine."

"I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families," Draco stated. "What's your surname, anyway?" Before the messy haired boy could answer, Madam Malkin had finished with him, obviously a much better seamstress than the one tending to the Malfoy twins.

"We'll see you at Hogwarts," Elladora smiled at him as he paid and left the shop. "I wonder what his name is?"

"As long as he wasn't a muggleborn," Draco said in a gruff voice. Draco was particularly taken with their parents blood purity thinking's, blindly following them and hanging on every word they spoke against any magical person born to muggle parents. Even those of half-blood status were beneath them in their families eyes. Draco, hell-bend of doing their parents proud and following their ways, was much more vocal in this than his sister was. Elladora bit her touch more often that not. She didn't see reason to.

As soon as they were finished in Madam Malkin's, the pair made their way up the street to Ollivander's. It was the only shop in Diagon Alley where witches and wizards could purchase their wands. Entering the building, a tinkling bell sounded. Standing at the counter were their parents.

"Did you get everything?" Narcissa asked her children, both nodded in confirmation. She took the wrapped bundles from her children and placed them inside her bag - an undetectable extension charm allowed her to carry all the twins school supplies with ease as they went from shop to shop.

"Draco and Elladora Malfoy," the greying man behind the counter spoke. "I've been anticipating you two coming in." Draco was the first to volunteer to test wands, despite Elladora's objection. After three failed attempts, a wand finally choose him. It was 10 inches, made of Hawthorn wood with a unicorn hair core.

"Bet you a sickle," Draco said, referring to their earlier conversation as Elladora stood up to receive her wand. Mr. Ollivander had disappeared down a corridor with sounds of contemplation being heard every now and again. He emerged with five boxes that he thought would be suitable for her.

"Let's try this one," Mr. Ollivander handed her the wand. "9 and a half inches, vine with a dragon heartstring core and supple flexibility. Give it a wave." Looking at her parents for a brief moment, Elladora swished her want and rush of air swirled in the room, knocking everyone from their place.

"Oh no, no, no. Not that one." Ollivander put it back in it's case and extracted the next one. "10 inches, holly with a unicorn hair core. Quite flexible." Repeating the process, Elladora watched as a number of wand cases fell from the shelves behind the desk. "Hmmm," he took the wand from her again. Elladora hoped that it was third time lucky for her as he handed her the next wand.

"10 and a half inches, ebony wood with unicorn hair core and reasonably pliable." As soon as the piece of wood settled in her hand, Elladora felt an instant connection. Red sparks escaped from the end of her wand and Mr. Ollivander smiled. "The wand chooses the witch, Ms. Malfoy." Elladora smiled and looked back at her parents. At the corner of her eye, she watched her brother mouth 'I told you so' at her. Elladora just rolled her eyes and turned back.

"We must be getting on our way," her father spoke, breaking the silence. He paid Mr. Ollivander for both his children's wands and the family left. After visiting whatever shops remained for their school supplies, Elladora soon found herself back in the Leaky Cauldron and returning to Malfoy Manor. As of then, Elladora was counting down the remaining days until September 1st.