So this is my first Harry Potter-oriented story and I've been working on it for a while. I know I have two other stories to focus on, but I really wanted to get this one out, especially since I've been in a big Harry Potter mood lately. Anyway, the love interest with be Draco Malfoy and the main potragonist will be an OC I created. And I know a lot of people don't like OCs, but I don't really think Hermione and him work since I really like Ron and Hermione and God knows I HATE Pansy. Thus, a Draco and OC love story. So if you like the idea please review and tell me what you think. Constructive criticisim is welcomed, but flaming is just inapporopiate and immature--if you don't like it, don't read. Thankies! Please, review!

Preface:

LUCY'S MEMORIES of her childhood were pretty vague. However, one day, in early spring, nearing her sixth birthday, was a day she could remember vividly.

Her mother, Adelena Calix was distant and quiet, things she never was; Adelena was usually a very attentive and outgoing woman. Days went on and the worse Lucy's mother got until she took Lucy to her grandmother, Emma Gerard's home in a small and peaceful part of England.

At first, Lucy thought she was just there to visit, like usual. Yet, as it seemed, that wasn't the case.

She had been sent off to play in the den while her mother and grandmother talked. It was normal, but, that time, it didn't feel normal to Lucy. Something was going on, something was wrong—even at five-years-old, she could figure that out. Lucy was going to find out what was up.

As stealthily as a child could be, she crept into the living room and leaned against the wall to eavesdrop on the adults in the kitchen.

"…I can't do it anymore, Mum." came her mother's voice, sounding strained compared to its standard cheery. Was she crying? She sounded upset, so upset that she wasn't speaking German like she always did to her mother.

"Adelena," began her grandmother, but Adelena cut her off, "You don't understand, Mum. She's not safe with me; she'd be safer with you in a place where I know You-Know-Who won't look."

"But the Dark Lord is dead. He won't come for you." Now, something was really wrong. Even Lucy's grandmother wasn't speaking German and that was her native tongue.

"Yes, he would."

"How do you know?"

"Because I can sense his returning. He's not dead."

Lucy heard a horrified gasp com from her grandmother. "…H-How? But…I thought…! When?"

"I don't know when." her mother sighed, exhausted. "Probably years from now, I don't know, but I can feel it in my bones. All I know is that when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named returns, he'll try to gather as many allies as he can. That includes our kind once more. And when Luciana becomes of age, he will definitely try to recruit her. I cannot subject her to that."

"So you're just going to abandon her, Adelena?" inquired Emma sternly.

Lucy's golden eyes widened. Abandon? Me? Mummy is leaving?, she thought from her hiding place. No, she wouldn't. Adelena was her mother; she loved her and would never abandon her own child. She was the only parent Lucy had.

"I'm not abandoning her, Mum. She's my daughter. My only child." her mother said defiantly. The child smiled to herself.

"Than what do you call leaving your young child behind?" argued her grandmother.

Again, Adelena sighed deeply. "It is for her own good. You-Know-Who knows me, but he knows nothing of Luciana. Nor does he know you. Luciana will be safe with you from him. If Luciana is with me, the Dark Lord will become aware of her."

"But--" Emma started frantically. Nonetheless, she stopped and took a deep breath before asking something different, "Where will you go?"

"Into hiding…somewhere. With a friend possibly. As far away as I can. Far enough away to let You-Know-Who think I'm dead and to keep him distracted from you two. Don't fret; I'll stay in contact with you as often as I can to keep you updated and to check up on Luciana. As well, I'll send someone to protect you both as an extra precaution."

"What do I tell Luciana? She may be young, but she is quite perceptive. She will figure out that I am lying if I tell her you went on "vacation"."

"Tell her the truth."

"The truth? All of it, Adelena?"

"Absolutely not, Mum. Just tell her I had to leave her behind on business for the Ministry and won't be back for a long time. This is sort of business. Either way, Luciana must never know the entire truth. Teach her magic to be a proper witch, certainly, but never tell her what lies within the other half of her blood. Never. Darius demanded of so, I promised him."

"But what about when becomes of age?"

"I'm hoping my half of her blood will overpower her father's half."

"But, Adelena--"

"Please, Mum. I'm begging you. Please watch over my daughter, your granddaughter."

For a while, there was a tense-filled silence, Luciana's heart was thundering against her ribcage. Her throat had become dry and was tightening as her eyes stung, tears threatening.

"Fine, Adelena. I will take Luciana." Emma spoke, her voice reluctant.

"Thank you, Mum, thank you." said Adelena gratefully yet, sadly.

Tears cascaded down Luciana's pale face and did not stop.

The next morning, Lucy woke up to find her mother nowhere in sight.