"Draconis Adrian Malfoy - Heir to the Malfoy fortune. A supposed future Death Eater. The Slytherin Ice Prince. And my favorite title; Slytherin Sex God."
"Harold James Potter - Heir to the Potter and Black fortunes. Gryffindor Golden Boy. One third of the Golden Trio. And, of course, his most well known title; The-Boy-Who-Lived."
"Now, when you look at these two people, one would hardly suspect that these two would have anything to do with each other. Everything is completely different between these two. From the way they were raised to what they liked to do in their spare time. Just different. Like Yin and Yang."
"One enjoys the finer things in life. Like the fine art of conversation, and how to cut down your enemies with just a stare. The other loves the outdoors, spending time with friends and family. Playing with animals."
"Nothing wrong with liking animals."
"I suppose. Now even though these two look like they would have nothing to do with each other based on outward appearences, my sister and I being here today shows that you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover."
"I Understand that. But just who are you two? And why are you hiding?"
"Who are we?"
"We are Potters."
"And Malfoys."
A young girl dressed in a forest green, silk dress that fell all the way to the floor stepped foward out of the shadows. Her hair was black as night with blonde tips at the ends, and reached all the way down the middle of her back. Her complexion was so pale it almost glowed. She looked as if she just stepped out of the pages of a fairy tale. She gave a little curtsy and smiled. "Victoria Star Madison Malfoy-Potter."
Another girl stepped out of the shadows. She wore and a jean skirt that reached her knees with a cute blouse to match. Her hair was also black as night but only reached her shoulders. Her skin color was a little more tanned. She looked like she just stepped out of the pages of a California fashion magazine. She too gave a curtsy, with a smirk.
"And Vanessa Sara Marie Malfoy-Potter. At your service."
Dumbledore stroked his long beard thoughtfully. His eyes got that far away look in them, like he was thinking too deep to notice anything else.
Victoria leaned over a bit and whispered to her sister, "But we're going to be in big trouble for this."
Vanessa looked over at her and blinked. Brushing her hair back she almost hissed at her.
"You think?!"