My first Harry Potter fan fic… I hope it's okay. Mostly takes place during the seventh book.

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter, just all seven books, all six movies and one game…

Preface.

Four years ago…

Professor McGonagall stood up at the front podium. The long list of first years was in her dainty palms. The students from all four houses—Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff—talked all oblivious to McGonagall, except for Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The group chatted nervously, waiting for her to sort the new students.

The door burst open and Professor Snape trudged in with all the new first years. Harry's eyes scanned the faces in the crowd. His gaze locked on a girl with raven black hair and emerald eyes. His brows furred in confusion. He knew this girl, but from where? Snape continued to walk grudgingly to the teacher table.

McGonagall cleared her throat and began reading, "Mason, Lily." A girl with light brown hair twitched up to the stool. She sat and waited for the hat.

The sorting hat thought for a moment before yelling out, "RAVENCLAW!" the Ravenclaw table burst into cheers and applause. The girl skipped to the Ravenclaw table and sat beside Cho.

The applause silenced immediately as McGonagall opened her mouth to continue. "Class, Mackenzie." The raven haired girl hesitantly walked up to the stool beside McGonagall.

As the hat was placed on her head it grumbled in frustration. "Hum, difficult, very, very difficult." The look on Harry's face was surprise and recognition. The hat said the same thing for me!

The girl's lips moved fast as if in a silent pray. The hat grunted and murmured, "I never was going to in the first place." She nodded and sighed with relief. "Well, then, better be GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table was silent before it screamed with applause. The girl looked like she was going to cry but didn't push it. She stumbled to the table and ignored everyone there. Snape's lips curved into a sneer. He looked disgusted.

Hermione reached out and touched the girls arm. She stiffened but didn't pull away. "Are you okay?" Hermione whispered to Mackenzie.

She shook her head swiftly, "My father will be disappointed in my house. I hate to disappoint him."

Hermione looked to Ron for help. He shrugged and asked, "Whose your father?"

Mackenzie looked at Ron and said, "I can't tell you."

Ron glared at her frustrated, "Why can't you tell me?"

She was on the verge of tears, "Be—because I don't know who he is. Mum just said he wanted me to be in Slytherin when I got my letter."

Hermione glared at Ron. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably, "Look, I'm sorry mate. I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't." Mackenzie murmured under her breath.

Harry finally began to listen to the exchange was entranced.

"Well, tell us about yourself, Mackenzie." Hermione said and then began to fill her plate with food. Ron shoveled food in his trap like there was no tomorrow.

Mackenzie fiddled with the sleeve of her shirt. "Um well, my mum's a Muggle but her family and brother were all wizards. She married my Muggle step father after my dad left. Her brother died before I was born. His name was James Potter. She toke my step fathers.—"

Harry cut her off. His words exploded into the room. "YOUR UNCLE WAS JAMES POTTER?"

Her head nodded in one jerky motion. Hermione was stunned and Ron's hand froze before the chicken leg could touch his lips.

Harry toke three deep breaths and spoke more calmly, "You're my cousin."

She gasped as well as half of the room. The Slytherin's cast suspicious glances at them.

From across the room Draco's loud sarcastic remark could be heard, "Well, well, well. Looks like we got another Potter. Wonderful."

Harry turned and glared at the boy. He hissed, "Shut up, Malfoy. Stay out of this and leave her alone."

Draco rolled his eyes but shut up anyways. Mackenzie looked over intrigued by the wizard. His bleach blonde hair so pale it was almost white. His eyes were a pale sapphire. (Does he have blue eyes? oh I don't care, because he does now.) His skin was a pale ivory color. As if he felt her gaze he looked at the table. Their eyes met and the world beneath Mackenzie's feet disappeared. His eyes softened so fast she thought she imagined it. Draco's eyes once again became a hard glare. She dropped her gaze and face became a dark crimson.

Harry turned back to his new found cousin and began to discuss why he had to live with his Aunt Petunia.

After dinner Harry, Ron, Hermione and Mackenzie headed off to the common room. The fat lady at the door to the common room asked them for the password. The password was 'patronis.'(Spelling?)

Just before Mackenzie stepped inside, she saw a figure hovering in the shadows. Mackenzie grabbed Harry's arm and whispered in his ear, "I'll be inside soon. Okay?" Harry nodded in a silent agreement.

Mackenzie hesitantly scurried over to the figure. "Who are you?" She asked the shadows.

Draco stepped out of the shadows. Mackenzie gasped as he walked closer. His intense blue eyes locked with hers. The world melted away. She leaned in slightly closer. Draco's cheeks turned a light pink, and turned his head breaking the connection.

"S—so how can I—I help y—you." She stuttered, twiddling her thumbs. Her face looked towards the ground.

His fingers touched her cheek. She looked up into his eyes. "I know you from somewhere."

She looked at him questioningly, "How?"

Draco dropped his hand and whispered, "I don't know. I should go." He turned and began strut away quickly.

"Wait!" Mackenzie blurted and grabbed his hand with hers. Draco stiffened and she froze. Invisible sparks flew up her arm.

He squirmed out of her grasp. "Bye." He bolted away.

Mackenzie un-froze and flitted to the portrait. "Patronis!" she ran into the common room breathing heavy and flushed.

Harry rushed up to her. "Are you okay?" He fretted.

She shook her head at her cousins worry. "I'm fine. I just went for a walk and then saw the time. I had to rush back." Mackenzie lied.

Hermione marched up and grabbed Mackenzie's arm. "I'll show her to her room, Harry. No need for worrying about your cousin's safety." Hermione began to drag her upstairs.

"Good night Harry!" Mackenzie called just before Hermione hauled her around the corner.

Hermione brought her to the girls bedroom. "This is where we sleep." Mackenzie was pushed into the room. All the girls in the room were avidly discussing things that had no importance to Hogwarts. All the chatter ended when Hermione cleared her throat. They looked at her suspiciously.

"This is Mackenzie Class. Harry Potter's cousin." The room erupted into loud chatter. Mackenzie blushed and giggled nervously.

A girl with long, straight red hair bounced up to Hermione and Mackenzie. "Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley. Ron's sister." She shook Mackenzie hand buoyantly.

"Hi." Mackenzie shook back.

Lots of other girls came and shook Mackenzie's hand. A first year came up and they began a discussion. Her name was Melissa Bell. Her hair was a black bob. And eyes a dark chocolate brown.

"So how do you like being Harry's cousin?" Melissa asked sitting on the edge of her bed. Her bed was on the right side of Mackenzie's.

She shrugged sitting up, "It's okay. But he's pretty over protective."

Ginny walked up, "Well you are his only alive wizard family left."

Mackenzie was shocked, "I am? What about his mum?"

Ginny shook her head sadly, "She died with James."

"I didn't know." Mackenzie sighed, and was suddenly filled with gut wrenching guilt.

Ginny smiled sadly, "Of course you didn't. Now everyone, lights out!"

Everyone groaned but obediently turned off the lights and went to sleep. That was Mackenzie first day at Hogwarts.

One year after or Mackenzie's second year. Mackenzie's P.O.V-

I sat with my friends on the train ride to Hogwarts. I already missed my mum, but was excited to see my friends.

"Mackenzie! Did you hear me?" Melissa questioned. I turned to look at her along with my other Gryffindor best friends, Alexis Baude, Eliza Cartier and Rosalinda Smith.

"No, sorry I didn't." I apologized and began to listen to the conversation.

Melissa groaned and continued, "Well, this year I was thinking we could try and figure out whom Mackenzie's dad is."

My two French friends Alexis and Eliza responded, "Oui, oui!"

I looked to Rosalinda. "Sure." She agreed.

Shaking my head I responded, "Guys I can't. My mum says it's not healthy to look into the past."

Mystery sparked in Melissa's eyes, "But you'll be at Hogwarts. Your mum won't ever know."

I shrugged, "Yeah, I suppose."

The door opened and Harry's head popped in.

I stood and exclaimed, "HARRY!" I whirled into my cousin's arms.

"Hey Mackenzie." He patted my head.

Rosalinda batted her lashes, "How 'bout some hugs over here?"

I giggled and Harry shook his head. "Can't have to get back to Ron and Hermione. See ya later cuz." Harry left and I shut the door.

Eliza and Alexis fanned themselves, "Boy you have one fiiinnneeee cousin." They drawled on the fine with their heavy French accents.

I rolled my eyes and was about to continue but Melissa and Rosalinda cut me off. "Oh he is yummy."

I gagged, "Guy's that's my cousin you're talking about."

Eliza rolled her eyes, "Yeah, but it's true."

"Whatever. I don't have a crush on my cousin. Like Alexis does." Alexis turned bright red.

Melissa laughed, "That's true. But no one else has a crush on Harry."

I raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"Yup." Eliza said. I giggled and relaxed into the seat.

A bunch of Slytherin's walked past. Melissa stiffened. She was a Muggle born and the Slytherin's knew it.

One knocked on the door and yelled, "MUD-BLOOD!" Tears began to stream down Melissa's face.

I pulled open the door. Some of the Slytherins I knew. Even Draco Malfoy. I snapped, "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING MY BEST FRIEND A MUD-BLOOD? YOU NO GOOD PURE-BLOODS! GO TO HELL!" A Slytherin female's hand slapped me. I blinked.

"How dare you." She hissed.

I blinked again but this time my eyes began to turn to a ruthful red. The two colors swirled together. Emerald and crimson. I felt venom build up in my throat. All of the Slytherin's toke a step back except for Draco and the girl. "How dare I? How dare you." My tone was ice cold.

She gulped but held strong, "Your just a half-blood. What do you care?"

My eyes became slits and were now closer to crimson then emerald. "How dare you call me a half-blood! MY FATHER IS A BLOODY WIZARD! SO WHAT IF MY MUM'S A MUGGLE? HER WHOLE FAMILY IS A BUNCH OF DAMN WIZARDS!"

She shrunk back, still Draco held. He murmured under his breath, "Half breeds."

Now my eyes were full crimson, "Go to hell."

Draco looked confused. All of the Slytherins were confused. I spoke in a different language. I hissed in English, "Get out of here. NOW!" The Slytherins left hastily. Draco hesitated. I glared at him and spat, "Leave." He nodded and left.

Everyone on the train had stuck their heads out of the compartments. I closed my eyes and counted to 10. When I opened them they were the normal emerald. I walked stiffly back into the compartment and sat down. All of my friends were silent.

Harry burst in, "How do you know Parselmouth?"

"What?"

"Snake language." He screamed. I flinched.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"The language you spoke was snake talk. Only the heir of Slytherin can speak it." All of my friends and Harry cast me a suspicious glance.

"Look, all I know is I got really mad and began to speak in a different language." I moaned, putting my face in my hands.

All of my friends hugged me. Melissa spoke up, "I think it's a good time to find out who your daddy is."

I nodded and didn't say anything.

Draco's P.O.V (Right after the incident.)-

"How does she know Parselmouth?" I asked Pansy. She looked at me.

"I don't know. why do you care?"

I ran a hand through my hair. "I don't know!" under my breath I said, "And that's a very good question."

Pansy shrugged and linked her arm with mine. I pulled away and walked to the compartment. There was something about that girl. Something, evil.

Mackenzie's third year.

Mackenzie's P.O.V-

"Hurry! We'll be late!" I heard Eliza hiss. We were headed off to Defense against the dark arts. Professor Snape hated lates. And we were going to be late.

We burst into the class room, all of us huffing and puffing. Snape's lips curved into a sneer.

"Do you have a reason your all late?" Snape asked, running a hand through his sleek greasy black hair.

"Professor Snape, don't blame them. It was my fault, I couldn't find my defense against the dark arts book in my bag so we hurried to get it from my room. I'm sorry." I apologized, looking Snape in the eye.

He glanced at me and his eyes softened, "Okay, sit down and get your books out." He glared at my friends. He growled, "Sit, NOW!" they sat quickly. I took my time. Snape never batted an eye at me. Weird.

At the end of class, my friends looked at me funny. I turned to them, "What? Oh! I have something on my robe!" I twisted and pulled at my robe to find out what the problem was.

Alexis groaned, "No, Snape was so easy going with you. But he was a dick to us."

Melissa laughed, "Ooo, you just burned a teacher."

"DANM STARIGHT!" Rosalinda cheered and Eliza rolled her eyes.

Eliza looked to me, "How's the search for dad coming along?"

I slumped, "Terrible, mum flipped out when I asked. He's just a wizard! Is what she yelled at me. ugh, why does this have to be so bloody hard. Does the world hate me so much that I can't find out who my dad is?"

My friends hugged me. Rosalinda continued, "It's alright, well figure it out. Sooner or later."

I giggled. we linked arms and headed off to the cafeteria or dining room. Whatever.

At the table Harry was bouncing up and down with excitement. I cocked an eyebrow, "What are you so happy about?"

"I got an invite to Professor Slughorn's diner, dance party!"

I rolled my eyes, "Good for you."

Harry glared at me, "Shut up." His voice toke on the same menacing tone I'd used to scare the Slytherin's.

"Sorry." I sat beside him and hugged him. He stiffened before slowly hugging me back.

The Slytherin girl whose name was Pansy, whistled, "Ooo, Potter's got a girlfriend!"

I pulled away from my cousin, "HE'S MY COUSIN YOU SICKO!"

Draco scowled at her and snapped something unintelligible. She nodded and shut up.

I looked at Harry. He was glaring at Draco. I nudged him, "What's up your bum?"

He looked at me funny. Oh! I just said something weird. He jerked his chin in Draco's direction, "He is. Malfoy got invited to the party too."

"Hum, good for Draco." I realized my mistake. Gryffindors don't call Slytherins by their first name. I hastily corrected myself, "I mean Malfoy. He-he, oops."

Harry and my friends shrugged totally oblivious to my mistake. I sighed and then Ron and Hermione walked up.

"Hey mate, did you get rid of that book?" Harry shrugged and Ron glared at him.

"What book?" I questioned my cousin. He ignored me.

Ginny walked up and said, "His potions book. Its got cheats and other things inside. He sleeps with it."

I looked at her questioningly. Ginny groaned and plainly said, "Ron told me."

"Oh, so who else got into Slughorns diner, dance, thing." Hermione and Ginny raised their hands.

"I'm so not excited for the dance. I don't have anyone to go with." Ginny sighed and leaned against her brother. I could have sworn she winked at Harry.

Harry grinned, "Would you like to go with me Ginny?"

"Oh course." Ginny smiled sweetly.

I looked at Hermione, "Don't you have a date?"

She shook her head, "Nope, guess I'm going solo."

Ron touched her shoulder affectionately, "I'll go with you mate. I mean if that's okay." Hermione nodded and hugged Ron. Ron became a shade darker then his hair.

I looked at the Slytherin table. I caught Draco's eye and he jerked his chin in the direction of the doors. I pointed at myself and he nodded. Draco stood and began to make his way out the door. I felt the butterflies in my stomach.

"Excuse me. I have to get some fresh air. Alone." I stood hastily and headed out the door. As soon as I crossed the threshold, Draco's hand snaked out and grabbed my wrist. The tingles were back, electricity flowed through my veins.

"Come on." Draco murmured and dragged me outside. He pulled me to a tree, quite far out.

I gulped and asked, "What's up?"

He grinned. His fingers caressed my cheek. My eyes started to close, till Draco's fore head touched mine. I gasped. My eyes flew open in shock only to melt in Draco's sapphire orbs.

"There's something different about you." His nose touched mine. Lips inches away from mine. Hesitantly he put his arms around my waist. I rested my hands on his arms.

"What?" I breathed. My fingers clenched the fabric on Draco's sleeves.

"Everything." He pressed his lips against mine. It was a slow, hesitant kiss. I pulled myself closer, pressing our bodies together. The fire was just a slow simmer. I wrapped my arms around his neck, as the fiery passion grew. Slowly, Draco's tongue forced open my mouth. I felt him smile against my lips. His tongue met mine. Draco lifted his lips off mine, and I whimpered. He smirked and kissed my jaw. I smiled. His lips drifted down to the side of my neck. His teeth grazed the area. I giggled breathlessly. My fingers knotted in his soft hair. It was silky. Draco kissed my neck. He playfully bit my skin and I moaned. Draco sighed and pulled away from me. His hair was everywhere. I laughed at his hair. Draco scowled and cut me off with a quick kiss. He began to fix his hair. I lay down on the grass. My eyes followed Draco's every movement.

"You look handsome." I said before I could stop myself.

Draco looked down. "Really? well you look absolutely gorgeous." I giggled at his complement. He sat down and leaned against the tree. I pulled myself off the ground and move to his lap. I rested my head on his lap. Draco blushed and I lifted a hand and touched his cheek. He sighed and rested into it. I sat up and straddled his waist. I kissed his lips quickly, in a tease. Draco place his hands on my thighs. I sat on his waist and kissed his neck. He moaned, pulling me closer. I grinned and nibbled his skin.

"Mackenzie." He moaned, and I began to pull off his robe. Then I realized how far things might go if I didn't stop. I sighed and curled in his lap. I rested my head on his chest. Draco murmured something and rested his head on top of mine. His arms wrapped around me.

Then I realized we'd been out here for 20 minutes. I squirmed out of his arms. "I have to go!" I blurted.

"I figured you have to sooner or later, my little Gryffindor." When he said my Gryffindor the butterflies were back.

"Oh, Draco." I murmured and hugged him around the waist.

"Go to the dance with me!" he blurted. I looked up at him in shock.

"But what about Harry?" I asked pulling away from him.

He looked at me quizzically, "You put your cousins beliefs before your heart?"

"Well, I've always been the rebel. Alright I'll go with you. What color should I were?"

"Anything. You look beautiful in anything." I giggled and Draco swept in and gave me one quick kiss.

"See you later." I waved to him and began to fix my robes and hair. I was going to have to tell Harry. Before he finds out and things get real complicated.

I was pacing in front of Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Melissa, Rosalinda, Eliza, and Alexis. They were waiting patiently for my news. The very last Gryffindor headed upstairs. I turned and faced a painful death.

"I'm going to Slughorn's dance with Draco Malfoy!" I blurted. Oh boy was I in for it.

"YOUR WHAT!" Harry shrieked, Ron paled and Hermione and Ginny scowled. My other friends didn't know if I was crazy or just crazy.

"Going to the dance with Draco." I sighed miserably; my cousin was going to hate me. I knew it.

"Mackenzie! He's a Slytherin! Their all evil!" Ginny's lip quavered on evil.

Rosalinda spoke up, "Good for you! I don't care who he is. I'm just happy for you." She glared at everyone else. "You all should be too."

"He called me a mud-blood." Melissa whimpered. I hugged my friend gently.

"I second that." Hermione said.

I shook my head, "Guys, I know another side of him. A caring side. It's just very deep."

Harry screamed, "HE BROKE MY BLOODY NOSE!" I finched.

Eliza and Alexis sighed, "Your right Rosalinda. We should be happy for her. Even if her boyfriend is an evil dick."

"He's not my boyfriend!" I denied, "Look, I'm tired of arguing. Can we just get over it and you guys except it?"

All of them shrugged except for Harry. He grunted, "I'll let you go. But I'm not happy about it."

"Oh, thank you Harry!" I hugged him and began to walk up the stairs. I stopped and grinned at the girls, "You do realize next time were in hogsmade we have to go dress shopping." All of the girls cheered and followed me upstairs.

I dressed for bed and soon fell into a deep slumber. Till the nightmare started. Harry has met Voldemort countless times, well this was my first encounter. I was at home, well more like I was watching myself as a baby. My mum was standing in front of me. I looked like an exact replica of my mum. Voldemort appeared behind her and murmured something. I figured she scream and call for my wizard dad. Till she ran crying into his arms. My eyes boggled.

"You can't! It's not safe! You could kill her!" Mum cried on his shoulder.

"But it could keep me alive! And she's mine, flesh and blood!" Voldemort hissed.

"But she's your child! Don't you love Mackenzie?"

Voldemort sighed and patted mum's shoulder, "I do! But it could keep her alive too. Please?"

Mum sighed and moved. She bent and picked me up and bought me to him. I was too mortified to even think what Voldemort was doing. I was too busy thinking and figuring out that my bloody father is the bloody dark bloody lord.

When mum handed me to him I screamed, "DON'T GIVE ME TO THAT FUCKING BEAST! HE'S A MONSTER! HE KILLED YOUR BROTHER!" No one heard me. Voldemort whispered something, evil magic probably. The scene evaporated and I was standing in the chamber of secrets. I knew about it from Harry. Everything looked the same.

I looked around terrified, waiting for the Basilisk. Or Voldemort.

"Hello, child." I whirled around and saw Voldemort leaning causally against a snake. His red snake like eyes seemed oddly human.

"What do you bloody want?" I spat each word.

He looked offended, "To see my daughter."

"You're not my father."

He glared at me, "Don't try me. I'm very disappointed you got into Gryffindor. But you dating Malfoy, well it's a start."

"I hate you. You killed my aunt and uncle." I sneered, crossing my arms.

"I'm sorry?"

"Lily and James Potter. James was mum's brother." I smirked when Voldemort looked horrified.

Then he just laughed. A cold, bone chilling laugh. The one that made you want to crawl in a hole and hide. "Them? I could care less. And soon my daughter, you'll know your true identity." He grabbed my arm and with his knife began to write on my arm. I screamed, mostly in the dream world, but in the real world. He had just finished writing Mackenzie when my screams woke me up. Everyone was standing over me and I was still screaming.

"Calm down!" Hermione commanded. I stopped screaming for a fraction of a second, when the burning pain of his knife continued on my arm. I pulled off my sheet and yanked my sleeve up, all while screaming. And there was the horror. Everyone gasped. My name was being written, in my blood. Mackenzie Madison Riddle.

This time my scream was for horror. It rang into the school and night.

On the night of the dance, a week later, I still hadn't told anyone. My arm was bandaged, and healing. It should have been done, but it was done in dark magic. I had picked a simple dress. It was a dark sapphire dress that hung at my knees. It was strap less and sparkled. Simple and elegant.

"You look beautiful." Eliza grinned. She was also going with a boy named Kenneth Flint. Ravenclaw.

"So do you." The older girls walked over. Hermione was wearing a pink dress, while Ginny chose a black and gray ruffled dress.

We had decided to meet the boys outside of the Gryffindor tower. Outside I heard multiple gasps. I met Draco's eyes and saw he knew to be a perfect gentlemen. I linked arms with him and we all headed off to the party, with our boys.

"How's your arm?" Draco whispered in my ear as we waltzed elegantly across the room.

"Fine." I glanced at it. Danmit. I hate my father. The dark lord. The man responsible for my cousin's parents deaths. The man who did this to my arm.

"That's good." Draco kissed my forehead, but did it to look like he accidently slide his lips across my head.

A week later I was discussing dark magic with Snape. He was one of the teachers I got alone with well. We walked past the boy lavatory and heard spells and curses. I grabbed Snapes arm, "We have to help." He nodded and we hurried into the lavatory.

"Sectemsepra!" My cousins voice echoed in the empty bathroom. (Did I spell that right?)

"Ugh." Someone fell to the ground. We rounded the corner and there lay Draco on the ground, bleeding.

"DRACO!" my shrill scream echoed in the bathroom. I ran to him. Cradling his head in my lap, I glared at my cousin, "How could you?" He was so mortifed he ran from the room. I looked at Draco. "It'll be okay." Snape came and began to heal him. "Thank you." I breathed.

Snape nodded and finished healing Draco. Draco coughed and began to breath heavily. His eye lids fluttered open. My tears continued to spill. Draco weakly raised a hand to brush the tears away. I grabbed his wrist and held his hand to my face. He smiled weakly, but winced in pain. Snape regarded me before swiftly leaving the room.

"Hi." I said, lowering Draco's hand. I wiped the sweat off his face along with my tears.

"Hello." He murmured, closing his eyes.

"Come on. Let's get you out of here." I slowly sat him up. I heard him groan in pain. When he was sitting, I stood up. Still holding on to Draco, I walked around him, to his front. He smiled, but it looked more like a grimace. I gently pulled him up.

"Alright." Draco moaned in pain. I walked him out of the bathroom. I heard people gasp, considering it looked like we could have been making out.

Draco accidentally grabbed left and injured arm. I cried out in pain. Black spots danced across my vision. I felt my head hit the floor.

I woke up in the infirmary, sometime later. I heard soft breathing coming from beside me. I blinked a few times. There was something on my right hand. It was soft. I shook my head disoriented, and looked over. Draco was draped across the bed, well my stomach, holding my head. I pressed my lips to his soft hair. He murmured and sighed, still asleep. I sat up and yawned. The pressure on my stomach was gone. I looked down and saw Draco had rolled, and now lying on my lap. I poked his head. He grunted and still didn't wake.

"Draco. Wake up." I poked him again. God, what did it take to wake that boy? So I turned over his head and kissed his lips. Draco's eyes flew open. I smirked in satisfaction and sat back.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned. His hair was everywhere and he had bags under his eyes. He wasn't wearing a robe anymore. Just his shirt and his tie undone. "Hello."

"Hi." I kissed his forehead and brushed his hair with my fingers. Draco's eyes began to close, until my left arm passed his eyes. Draco's arm snapped up and grabbed my arm, gently. His eyes widened.

He glared at me. "Why didn't you tell me?" His tone was flat and ice cold.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Draco." I lied, trying to yank my arm away.

"Don't lie to me Mackenzie. Why does this say you're last name is Riddle?"

I squirmed, "I don't know!"

"Yes you do. Just tell me. why don't you trust me?" Draco looked generally hurt.

I gave in, "I had a dream!"

His pale brow furrowed in confusion. "And, that made you carve Mackenzie Madison Riddle into your arm?"

I sighed, "No, I had a dream with the dark lord in it."

Draco looked at me shocked. "What?"

I nodded, "It started out when I was a baby, and then he appeared and my mum ran to his arms crying. He said something's, and then my mum brought me to him. He used dark magic on me. Then the scene shifted and I was in the chamber of secrets." I hesitated. Draco got paler with every word. I continued, "Then he talked to me and said I was his daughter." You could barely hear me at said. Draco cocked his head to the side. "He said I was his daughter."

Draco gasped, "No way!"

I nodded, "Then he wrote on my arm." (A/N: Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Mackenzie doesn't know anything about how Draco is going to go evil, blah, blah, blah.)

"Poor you." Draco kissed my wound gently, without causing me pain. "Does Harry know?"

"Nope. You're the only one I've told." Draco touched my un-injured arm. Tingles shot up my arm like a burning flame. My head fell back against the pillows. "Come here."

"What?"

"Yeah, come here." I patted the spot beside me. Draco cautiously sat beside me. I groaned and moved over. I pulled Draco down to the pillows, on my right side.

"Mackenzie, I don't know if this is a—" I pressed my finger to his lips silencing him.

I snuggled closer to him, basically lying on top of his chest. Draco sighed and wrapped his arms around me.

Someone coughed, I lazily lifted my head, and met the angry green eyes of my cousin. I gasped and pulled from Draco's grasp. Draco glanced around confused, till he saw Harry's pissed off expression.

"Erm, it's not what it looks like?" I don't think it's possible for me to lie.

Harry sneered, "Yeah, it so doesn't look like my cousin is dating, my enemy!"

"We're not dating!" Draco yelled, I grabbed Draco's arm, before he launched himself over the bed.

Harry snorted, "Sure. That's why your snogging."

"We were—" I trailed off, when I noticed Harry's cold stare turned to my arm. I grabbed whatever was useful to cover the mark. Which was Draco.

Harry shook his head and left the room fuming. Weakly I called, "Harry." Harry stopped briefly, before continuing to briskly leave the infirmary.

Draco murmured, "I should have never let things get this far. We shouldn't even be friends, let alone whatever we are." Draco pulled from my grasp and snatched his robe. He slowly retreated from the room.

"Draco." I choked, raising a shacking hand at his retreating self.

He turned and shock his head sadly, "I can't be with you, Mackenzie. I'll just end up hurting you. I care for you to much to let that happen. I'm destroying what's left of your family. I'm sorry." Draco ran from the room, and called from the door, "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret." And he was gone.

Tears streamed down my face. I slowly changed into my robes and left the infirmary.

Weeks later…

"She still is so depressed." Ginny whispered to Hermione. I was currently curled in a ball at the head of my bed.

Melissa sat down beside me, "She's got to run out of tears soon. I mean it was only Draco. He is a jerk."

"No, no, no, no, no! He is not!" I cried, "I know the caring side to him!"

Rosalinda patted my shoulder, "Honey, are you sure you really knew him. At all?"

"Yes. I'm positive." I snapped. Then something fell from the window. We all looked at each other. I was the first to the window. On the ground below, was the body of Professor Dumbledore. My eyes widened in shook. The dark mark appeared in the sky.

"No." I muttered, "NO NOT HIM!" Everyone looked at me confused. I dashed from the room, down to the courtyard. When I got there, everyone was crowded around Dumbledore. I saw figures heading to Hagrid's hut. Still in shook I raced over there.

The world slowed down. I saw Bellatrix, setting Hagrid's hut on fire and Draco stood there. Not doing a thing.

"Sectrum…" Harry's curse was aimed at Snape. Snape reflected it and Harry flew back.

Snape walked up to Harry and hissed, "You dare use my spell against me? that's right. I'm the half-blood prince." What the hell?

"Leave him alone!" I shrieked at Snape walking forward.

Draco whirled around, "Mackenzie! Get out of here!"

Bellatrix smirked, "There's no need to leave child. How's mummy?"

Crimson and emerald swirled, "How dare you insult my mother, bitch!"

Bellatrix glared, "How dare I? How dare you."

"ENOUGH!" Draco bellowed. "I'll take care of her."

I glared at Draco. Colors still clashing, in my eyes. When he grabbed my hand, he dragged me a little ways away.

"I'm sorry." I looked at him confused. His hand snaked out and touched my left arm. The one marked with darkness. My eyes turned back to emerald. Just before I fainted, I saw Draco's eyes, pleading with me to understand.

And that was chapter one, erm the preface I mean. Sorry it kinda seemed rushed. I was just tried. Next chapter will hopefully be up before Christmas, but we'll see how busy I am. Next chapters from now on well take place in the seventh book, only. I hope you liked and review. (No flames without a reason.)

~Emerald~