A/N: Okay so I know I always start stories and just don't write them but so far this is my favorite and I've already written 4 chapters so then if I post every week I have a good 4 weeks to write some more. Plus holidays! Yay! Hopefully I won't be so bad with this. But Of course if I am just Annoy me about it until I update c:

So This is a Draco and Hermione story though the Prologue doesn't include them it's important!

It's set in their 7th year, the Battle of Hogwarts was instead at the end of 6th year when Draco let the Death Eaters in. That night is explained in more detail in chapter 2, don't fret.

If you think this is bad let me know, tell me my mistakes so I can fix them and get better please! Thanks!

Disclaimer: The Hastings family I have completely made up but besides that this entirely based on the most amazing woman in history J.K Rowling c:

Enjoy! xo

Prologue

Hastings Manor – January 13th 1980

The young girl walked down the hallway, she didn't have a care in the world as her deep brown eyes gazed over the many portraits of relatives that hung upon the silver walls of the Hastings Manor. She had always loved the Manor, so huge and full of history but yet it was never really a home, Hogwarts was a home. At least to her.

She waved at her great grandfather Sebastian as he greeted her like any other day and for him it was but for her, life had definitely changed in a way that would impact so many people.

Outside the Manor there was a mad man on the loose, once known as Tom Riddle, the man was creating havoc, killing people without mercy and so many of her friends parents had already pledged their allegiance to the monster that was ruining people's lives.

But not her, no her parents were staying out of it, he parents weren't killers, they may be selfish and manipulate but not killers, never killers and at the thought, she smiled.

After the events taking place her step mother had asked her to come home for the Christmas holidays, just so she could see her daughters face, just so she could know she was really okay. They had always been close, ever since her father had married the woman even though it was only a few years ago now.

But she did as her step mother bade and came home, just in time to see her step mothers belly, round and almost ready to pop yet she smiled happily seeing her step daughter none the less.

There she was, walking through the large house that made the Malfoy manor only a few fences down look like a shack, in search of her father.

"Sebastian, would you know where father is?" She asked politely turning to the portrait of the pudgy old man with a wart on his nose and a wickedly evil smile present on his face.

"Of course my dearest, he is in the drawing room of course" she nodded her thanks and continued her walk through the halls towards the drawing room, she shivered as she heard Sebastian's sinful cackle echoing down the halls towards her sending goose bumps throughout her entire body.

When she reached the appropriate door she could hear her father talking on the other side and hesitated finding that he had company.

"I want you on your knees, begging for your life as you filthy creatures should" came her father's voice in a malicious sneering tone which made her shudder, surely she must have not heard what her father said properly.

"You'd serve him? You'd choose him over you family, you friends?" Came another familiar voice she recognises as her step mother Camille's long time muggle-born friend named Trevor Abbot.

"Yes I would do anything to serve him. He is my master after all. Now on your knees mudblood!"

She heard Trevor release a pained cry and then she heard his body slam against the floor boards on the other side of the door. Her hands shook in fear as she gingerly reached out and opened the door so she could see the scene unfolding before her.

There they were, by the dying fire that gave the room a shadowed glow of red, catching the movement of the two men standing in the room.

She whimpered as her father leaned down and yanked Trevor's head in his direction forcing the muggle-born man to face whom was meant to be his friend. He hopes that she had misheard the conversation vanished as she watched her father glare down at him violently.

"I will make your death long and painful my friend" he snarled the last word as if it felt like poison as it rolled of his tongue and then he looked the man straight in the eye and muttered a spell.

All the young Slytherin could do was stand back and watch as the two men stood up straight again, her father smirking in victory and Trevor shaking. Her father's eyes scanned his pray as if searching through him, not just his body but his mind and then he let out a vicious cackled much like that of his grandfather Sebastian.

"Ahh Mudblood, so trusting, so proud. Gryffindor through and through. I see everything you see, I see your life flashing before you, I see you. I am apart of you, I am in you now watch as I control you"

Her father sneered at the man and she watched in horror as Trevor took a blade from her father's hands and brought it to his face, cutting a long slice of skin away from his face and crying out in pain but he did not stop, he continued to cut away his own skin while the person who was meant to be his friend laughed.

"This is for the Dark Lord, you filth" Came the same vicious tone of her father just as the knife finally came down to Trevor's throat and with one last whimper that escaped his lips he sliced his own throat open and feel to the floor once again.

She could not stop the terrified scream that escaped her trembling lips and just as her father's eyes snapped around to see her she sprinted down the hallway in search of her step mother who she knew would not like this one bit.

As she ran she could hear her father's ferocious voice booming through the empty halls after her and the evil cackle coming from her great grandfathers portrait again.

Finally she found her step mother and without hesitation she pulled her to her feet and towards the front door of the manor.

"I will catch you my dearest daughter and if you disobey me I will kill you I assure you of that dearest. That rat you call a step mother as well but I will keep the child, I will raise her the right way unlike you"

The voice came from down the hall but he was much closer than she had wish but the second she stepped out of the house she took the risk and apparated with her pregnant step mother to the one person she knew could help them.

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