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I began this fanfiction years ago before the series was complete. Therefore, this story exists in a limbo before all the events of the final books, potentially even the some of the events in the second to last book, ever happened.

It has been truly touching to see that years later, I still receive reviews for this story. They have been very inspiring and although I plan to edit out all my old disclaimers begging for reviews, I do really still want hear your thoughts! It is so motivational!

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Life as Draco Malfoy's Sister

Chapter 1

Lucia silently followed her older brother through the crowd of people. Her blue eyes stayed focused on the dark, gray, cold ground. Her long, waist length, wavy, blond hair covered her pale, white face. Finally they reached the platform. Her father gave her a stern look with his icy blue-gray eyes.

"Do not disappoint me Lucia."

She nodded slightly, her eyes wide with fear. Then, behind her brother, she ran toward the empty space between Platform 9 and Platform 10 and in less than the blink of an eye, was on Platform 9¾. She looked around, amazed. Everywhere she looked, there were people, both children and adults, scurrying around. Parents were saying last-minute goodbyes. Young children were running and racing, screams of laughter escaping from their throats. Teenage wizards and witches were hastily reassuring their parents for the millionth time while trying to say their last words to their younger siblings. The train was screeching out the last call and a bunch of students were struggling to get on before the train left.

"Hurry up," said her brother, obviously annoyed of having to watch over his little sister.

She walked faster and got onto the train, just before it started moving. She shadowed her brother, not saying a word. She looked into different rooms as walked. She saw a variety of kids, young, old, boys, and girls. Finally, she and her brother reached an empty one. She slipped inside after her brother. He grabbed his stuff first and stuffed it into the storage shelves. Then he grabbed Lucia's things and put them next to his. He sighed, annoyed, as he sat down, tired. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back for a while. Lucia stood quietly in the corner until her older brother finally opened his eyes again and looked at her.

"You can sit," he said quickly, sternly, and coldly.

She hastily took a seat quietly across from him, in a small corner. Suddenly, the door opened and a group of kids walked in.

"Hey Malfoy," said a few of them.

"Hey," said Draco Malfoy, his mind off somewhere else.

"Who's this?"

A smile danced on Malfoy's lips as the boy pointed toward his little sister.

"Lucia. She's my…younger sister," he said, disgusted.

"How old is she?"

"How old do you think?" snapped Malfoy, annoyed. "Eleven like all first-years."

"Oh," said the boy, stupidly.

For the rest of the train ride, they talked of how their summers had been. At one point, Lucia met her brother's eyes. She silently pleaded him to let her leave. He gave her a slight nod of approval and she slipped out of the room.

Lucia Malfoy was eleven years old. It was her first year entering Hogwarts. It was Draco's seventh. Lucia quietly walked through the train as it moved and caused her to almost stumble many times before regaining her balance. Finally, she reached the last stall. She looked inside and sharply intook her breath. There, along with Hermione and Ron, sat Harry Potter. Fear bounced through every joint in her body. She remembered strictly being told to stay away from him. She shook, her face pale white.

"I see you're already breaking father's rules," said a smug voice.

Lucia whirled around. Draco stood there, smirking.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know! It was an accident!" panicked Lucia.

"Yeah…an accident," said Draco. Suddenly an evil smile crossed Draco's face. "Just wait until father hears about this."

"No! Please! Don't!" begged Lucia, her eyes growing wide, and her face pale.

Suddenly the door opened.

"What's going on-" said a voice. It abruptly came to a stop.

Lucia spun around and saw Hermione. Ron and Harry were right behind her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't a mudblood, a weasel, and an orphan."

"Shut up Malfoy," said Harry, his eyes angry.

"Who are you?" asked Hermione, targeting the question at Lucia.

Lucia immediately looked at Draco, unsure of what to do. He ignored her and glared at Hermione.

"None of your business mudblood."

"I wasn't exactly asking you," said Hermione, her voice filled with hatred.

Lucia looked at Draco again, scared. He gave her an annoyed and disgusted look.

"Lucia…" whispered Lucia quietly, her voice barely audible. "Lucia… Malfoy…"

There was a long moment of silence.

"Great. Another Malfoy," said Ron, his voice full of hatred.

Tears welled up in Lucia's eyes. She felt Draco slightly shove her angrily to remind her not to cry. She immediately blinked the tears away.

"She doesn't look like a Slytherin…look at her eyes," said Hermione, looking at Lucia in the eye.

"She better be one," said Draco.

He walked away. Lucia took one last glimpse at the three students, before hurrying after Draco. He took her into an empty stall. After closing the door and whispering a spell, he glared at Lucia, his eyes a dark, angry color. Her body shook with fear.

"HOW DARE YOU ALMOST CRY IN FRONT OF A FILTLY GRYFFINDOR!?"

She felt a hard, cold hand slap her across the face. She fell to the floor, tears falling down her face. Sobs escaped from her throat. She received another slap.

"You don't deserve to be a Malfoy," said Draco's voice, layered with disgust and hatred.

Lucia just lied there, on the floor, sobbing.

"I'd be surprised if you made it into Slytherin…but then again, you have to…don't you?" said Draco, an evil smile forming on his face. "If you don't…you know perfectly well the punishment…"

Lucia stayed there, on the floor, staring up at Draco in fear. He slowly opened the door.

"You will stay locked in here until the ride is over. I'll come for you when it's time to get off. Understand?"

Lucia nodded fearfully. Draco smiled and left, locking the door with a spell behind him. Lucia slowly got to her feat and sat on a bench, wrapping her arms around her legs tightly. Resting her head on her knees, she stared at the wall, a distant look in her face, as she wondered if she truly was meant to be a Slytherin.