Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and in no way do I claim financial right. J.K Rowling does.
A/N: Reviews are encouraged, albeit intelligent ones. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated. In other words, if you're going to review, please do not make me struggle to read it, thanks.
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My name is Adrienne. I stand at 5 feet 9 inches tall, and have the same white blonde hair and steel grey eyes that have been a definitive trait of my family for centuries. If you haven't realized it already, I am a Malfoy. My brother, my twin brother, is none other than Draco, the "brat prince" of the wizarding world.
Over the summer, I learned that I would be changing schools. I would transfer to Hogwarts, from Durmstrang. Durmstrang, which is infamously notorious for producing dark witches and wizards, seems like a perfect place for a Malfoy. After all, ever since the ministry raids, my family's associations with the dark arts are by no means a secret. Although there hasn't been any proof, all rumors start from a shred of truth. As it turns out, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, had a meeting with the headmaster of Durmstrang. They had decided that it was best for Draco and I to attend school together. As a result, I became enrolled in Hogwarts. Judging from the lack of information in the explanation, there's no question that there more to the story than what they're telling me. Also, I will admit that there is a quite a bit of information that I am leaving out as well. But don't worry. We'll get there, eventually.
As for Draco: He is absolutely a brat prince in every sense of the term. With every bit of money at his disposal, and attractiveness which is another unavoidable trait of our family, his needs and wants are always fulfilled, as are mine. There is one thing, however, that it seems fate will not let us escape.
Being a member of a family with such high ranks in the system, you are in essence promised a continuance. This is what Draco and I were born for. The only problem is, their plan hit a bit of a snag. They forgot to think about what would happen if we didn't agree with them.
Draco and I have been shaped and molded like human putty in artist's hands to be the perfect deatheaters. A dynamic duo, if you will. Each of us trained with having different skills in mind. Draco was trained to excel in charms of a more sinister nature, as well as potions. Myself, I was, and always will be excellent at curses, much to my dismay. Due to my inherent ability to curse so well, I didn't receive much training in that area. As a result, I am now greatly skilled in muggle fighting and weaponry. Surprisingly, these are not frowned upon, possibly because they can inflict damage.
Between the two of us, we are unstoppable. Through all of their plotting and scheming, we of course were, and still are plotting and scheming too. Their goal to make us the perfect machine has indeed succeeded. However, it will not be to their advantage. This is the story of what happens when plans backfire. It also takes an in depth look into our lives, our romances, choices and consequences.
A/N: I promise the chapters WILL GET LONGER. Consider this a prologue. And yes there will be juicy romance and possibly some fluff. Just have to decide who's with who.
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