Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the Harry Potter universe. JK owns it all!

On that small side note I do sometimes wish that I owned Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange oh and let's not forget dear know-it-all, Hermione Granger. I would love to bend and mold them into my perfect little pawns, but alas I can not so on with the story.

A/N: It will contain some violence and language, if this type of thing offends you I advise you to not read any further.

Enjoy!


Chapter 2 – School and Home life

Draco had boarded the Hogwarts train at exactly ten-fifty-five. He was currently sitting in his compartment that he had chosen as it was situated near the back of the train. Of course his two goons, Goyle and Crabbe were sitting opposite him talking quietly about the different houses. Blaise had joined them just after the train had departed from the station and soon Pansy was sitting next to him as well.

During the train ride Draco had gotten struck by an idea and was walking along the corridors in search of one Harry Potter. Finding the compartment that held Harry Potter was easy enough as the boy was literally three compartments away from Draco.

"Ah, what have we here? Hello Harry, nice to see you again." Draco looked at a boy that a pudgy face and another that had fiery red hair.

"Hello Draco, nice to see you again as well, how are you?" Harry said smiling.

"Perfectly fine thank you. I must say the company you are keeping is looking slightly worse for wear. I'm Draco Malfoy and you are?" The boy with the pudgy face looked up and visibly started to shake.

"I-I'm N-Neville L-Longbottom, n-n-nice t-to m-m-meet y-you t-too D-Draco." Raising an eyebrow he turned to the boy that was going red in the face.

"Ron Weasley." Ron growled glaring at Draco. Draco tried not to laugh; smirking instead he looked to Harry again.

"Lovely company you keep, Longbottom is a great upgrade from the Weasley's I suppose. You'll find Harry that some wizarding families are better than others and I can help you there." Draco stuck his hand out and waited for Harry to shake it and accept him as a friend.

Harry sat there looking at all three boys, Neville had been kind enough to let him sit with him while Ron had just asked if they wouldn't mind if he joined them. Draco on the other hand had been a little arrogant and obnoxious.

"I think I can tell that for myself thanks." Draco stood there completely and utterly speechless. He had just been refused a friendship. He couldn't think of anything to say at all.

"Well then Potter, I'll see you around." He snarled leaving the compartment in a huff.

Harry sat there for a second and tried to figure out what had just happened. He still would've liked to have been friends with Draco, but he just stormed out.

"What did I do? What did he mean?" Neville shyly stated that Draco was a pureblood.

"What do you mean pureblood?" Ron sighed.

"It means that the wizard or witch has pureblood parents, who had pureblood parents and so on. The Malfoy's and Black's are two of the purist families known to the wizarding world. The Malfoy's have the blood of Morgana Le Fay running through them and the Black's have the Peverell's blood running through them." Neville explained. Ron gave a huff and a grunt.

"I am a pureblood, but my family is of the lower class in that part, we only have seven generations worth of blood purity. I am related to the Black's, but as to how far back we are unsure." Harry was staring at Neville and the pudgy boy blushed in embarrassment.

"Well it's a load of rubbish." Ron spat.

"What about you though Ron?" Harry asked.

"I'm also a pureblood. I am also related to the Black's; through my great grandfather he married a Black." Ron huffed.

"We are considered Blood traitor's because my dad loves everything Muggle related." Harry nodded.

Their compartment door was once again opened, but this time there was an elderly woman standing in the entry way. "Anything off the trolley dears?" she asked with a friendly smile. "Can we have anything worth 10 Galleons please?" Harry said after Ron and Neville both declined.


The Hogwarts Express rolled into Hogsmeade station at six o' clock on the dot. The prefects opened the doors and let all the students off the train. Ron, Neville and Harry all stood and waited as everyone gathered onto the platform. A huge man with a thick mane of bushy brown hair and beard stood with a giant lantern in his hand.

"Alrigh' firs' yer's this way!" His voice boomed. All the first years followed behind the giant man and eventually reached the docks where a load of small boats sat waiting.

"No more 'an four ter a boat." He said looking at all the new faces. Draco, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle all looked to the boats and climbed into one. Draco obviously was not pleased at the mode of transportation to the castle.

Harry, Neville, Ron and another boy that had sandy blonde hair climbed into another boat.

"Wow! Would you look at this?" They heard a girl's voice. "It's so magical." She said once again. Draco heard her and rolled his eyes.

"Obviously a mudblood." He said to the chuckles of his best friend and goons. The boats left the bank and travelled slowly across the lake. All the new first years had to duck under an archway as they slowly came to an abrupt halt on the other side.

"Right follow me!" The giant man boomed once again. All the students followed behind him, chatting with one another and pointing excitedly to the castle that sat upon a cliff face.

Walking up many stairs and coming to a stop outside doors that stood as high as the piece of stone that jutted out from under the large clock. The giant man lifted a hand; the size of a trash can lid, curled it into a fist and knocked on the doors three times. They opened up and a woman that wore a stern look stood staring at them all.

"I brough' the fir' yer's Professor McGonagall." She turned her Emerald green eyes on him. "Thank you Hagrid." He nodded and walked away, leaving them all with the woman though now knew to be a professor.

"Follow me." All the new students followed her through the doors and towards another set of doors and next to the doors, stood a smaller one of to the side. She led them into a small room and waited for them to all settle down.

"Right now, welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor McGonagall. Here at Hogwarts the house in which you are sorted will become your home away from home and the people in your house are like your family. You will be awarded house points for complete work, homework, etcetera, any rule breaking and you will lose points. At the end of each year which ever house has the most points will win the school's house cup." She looked at the sea of faces before speaking again.

"These houses are, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin." Here Draco sent a smirk towards Blaise.

She left them alone for a while and the students started questioning the method of how they would be sorted. One spoke about how they were going to have to duel an older student.

Draco rolled his eyes at that one and then openly laughed at Ron Weasley's comment.

"My brother's told me we had to fight a troll." Ron had heard Draco's laughter and glared at him.

"Really Weasel, that's the most stupid thing I think has ever left your mouth." Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle were also laughing and even Pansy joined in.

"Alright now, settle down. You will be lead into the Great Hall where you will be sorted. Follow me please." All the first years followed behind the professor talking quietly about how amazing the castle looked.

Walking down the long Hall in between two very long tables the first years all came to a rest at the foot of the three stairs leading to the teacher's table. "Now when I call your names you will come forward and sit on the stool, I will then place the sorting hat onto your heads and you will be sorted. Abbott Hannah." McGonagall called. A girl with mousey blonde hair in pigtails slowly walked towards the stool. She looked very uneasy but all her fears left her face when the hat shouted out Hufflepuff.

Draco was trying to pay attention, but he couldn't as his eyes kept wandering around the Hall. Blaise jabbed him in the ribs and he focused his attention back on the sorting in time to hear a girl being called to the stool. "Granger Hermione." A girl with buckteeth and extremely bushy brown hair nearly ran to the stool. The hat was placed on her head.

"Gryffindor" Draco rolled his eyes. "Check this, every mudblood gets sorted into that blasted house," he watched as the girl practically skipped to the Lions table. "What a nutcase." He finished earning a chuckle from Blaise. Looking on he waited for his name to be called.

"Malfoy Draco" He smirked and walked up to the stool. He looked across to the Slytherin table and he watched as the few that recognised him nodded. He waited and was rewarded when the sorting hat hadn't even touched his head before crying out Slytherin. Striding over to the table he sat next to his goons, Crabbe and Goyle.

Harry and Ron were watching as Draco made himself known in Slytherin. Ron growled and called him a prat while Harry just shook his head. Harry was called to the stool and sitting he waited for the hat to fall over his eyes.

'Hello Mr Potter, it's been a while since I last sorted a Potter. Hmm let's see, ah yes, a thirst is what you have, a thirst to prove yourself I see. Not a bad mind either, you are quite the sneaky one aren't you and ambitious. Slytherin would be the best house for you Mr Potter.' Harry nearly shouted no aloud, but thankfully he didn't.

'No, please put me anywhere, but in Slytherin'.

'You could do great you know, it's all here, in your head. No, well then it better be,'

"Gryffindor" Harry sighed in relief and smiled at Ron on his way to the Gryffindor table.

Draco sat staring at Harry, he had taken longer than any of the other students had. He couldn't help the small amount of curiosity that seeped into his mind. Shrugging it off he watched as Pansy was sorted into Slytherin and the Weasel was sorted into Gryffindor. Blaise was sorted into Slytherin and joined Draco and Pansy. The Hall went quiet as Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up and walked to his Podium.

"Now that we have been sorted, I have a few start of term announcements to make. Firstly, no magic is to be performed in the hallways before or after class. Secondly, Mr Filch has asked me to remind you, that the list of banned items has been put onto the notice board outside his office. Last but not least you are forbidden from entering the Forbidden Forest unless a teacher is with you. It is a dangerous place and that is why it is forbidden," Dumbledore looked across the students old and new before smiling softly.

"Now, welcome to all our new students and welcome back to all our old students. I hope your heads are empty and ready to be filled with knowledge." He clapped his hands and the empty plates were filled with all sorts of foods and the goblets were filled with Pumpkin juice. Finally after supper was done and dusted the students were dismissed by Dumbledore and were wished a good night.


Pollux was sitting in his room attempting to rearrange his books, when Dobby popped into his room and caused his young master to yell in fright and drop a very old tome. A rather loud 'crack' was heard and Dobby gasped in horror. The tome's spine had detached from the books pages. Pollux looked at the tome and then to Dobby who was shaking violently. Dobby looked at his young master's face and noticed that he had absolutely no expression upon his face or any emotion in his eyes. It frightened the house-elf so badly that he fainted.

Pollux carefully lifted the tome and carried it very slowly to his mother's room. He pushed the door open all the way when he saw that it was slightly ajar. "Mother, I need your help please." He said softly as to not startle her.

"What is it son?" She turned and spotted the tome and the look of calm that was etched on her young son's face.

"The idiot elf startled me while I was rearranging my books and I happened to be holding this tome. I dropped it and the spine has detached from its pages, could you repair it for me please?" Narcissa's eyebrow rose and she took the book from him; placing it onto her desk she pulled her wand from her sleeve.

"Where is your wand Pollux?" She heard an audible growl and she knew that it had once again been taken by Lucius. Once finished with the tome she banished it to his room and gestured for him to follow her to the balcony.

"What happened this time?" He grumbled his answer and Narcissa had to ask again so that she would hear the answer.

"Nothing, I did nothing. He just took it from me saying, you'll be getting a new one when it's your time for Hogwarts." Narcissa sighed. There was nothing either could do about it. Pollux sat near his mother and was over looking the estate when he spotted an owl swooping into view.

"Mother, there is an owl coming." She looked up from her book and saw that was Draco's owl. "Hmm... I wonder what he has to say." Pollux murmured.

Taking the letter from the owl she opened the letter, she read it aloud for Pollux to hear as well.

"Mother,

I am obligated to write this letter as it my duty as your son to do so.

I have been sorted into Slytherin and have made friends with some boys in my year, Blaise is and will always be my best mate so I can consider the others allies or acquaintances.

Harry Potter is in my year but was sorted into Gryffindor. He completely ignored my attempts to be friends so now he will suffer the wrath of a Malfoy.

Your son,

Draco Malfoy.

P.S, Pollux better leave my room alone or else…"

Rolling her eyes she glanced at her son and noted that he had a bored look about him,

"What is the matter my darling? Has Theo not replied to your letters?" Pollux looked at his mother and shook his head.

"He has, I was just rather bored with that pathetic letter that Draco sent." Pollux then stood up and walked away. She observed him and couldn't help but smile. He had gotten taller in the past few months he now stood just below her chest; his hair was longer and was sitting just past his shoulders. The colour had started to blend and he now had mostly black hair with white blonde highlights, his sapphire orbs had also gotten a little darker.

She knew that he wouldn't have any more changes in hair or eye colour. He was starting to resemble a Black now, he reminded her of her great-great-uncle Alphard. He too had blonde and black hair with the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen. It was just a pity that he had been blasted from the family tapestry for becoming a blood traitor.

Later that night…

Lucius had arrived home in a foul temper and had yanked Pollux up from his chair in front of the fire place. He dragged him to his study and threw him unceremoniously to the floor. "Crucio"

Pollux had more or less expected this and wasn't in the least bit surprised at the chosen curse that flew towards his chest. He screamed in agony as the cruciatus curse spread through him. Lucius was releasing his frustrations onto his younger son and when he felt his headache lessen he withdrew the curse.

"Get out!" he spat. Pollux scrambled to his feet and stumbled out of the study leaving Lucius to his own devices.

He still could not believe his sons failure to befriend the Potter brat. He was sorely tempted to send his heir a howler but that would embarrass him and he could not have that. Pacing his office he finally sat down and wrote his letter to his son and let his owl take the letter when he had finished. The letter read,

Draco,

You have failed my request son, but do not fret as you are not a failure. I am of course angered by the idiot boy not accepting your friendship. Leave him be, you far more better than he will ever be. He is nothing more than dirt upon her shoe; just make sure that you behave for your god-father.

Your father,

Lucius.

Lucius left his study at ten that night and walked up to his room, but along the way decided that he needed to release so he made his way to Narcissa's room. He had already had to shift his pants as he seemed to be unable to keep himself preoccupied. He pushed his wife's door open and made for her sleeping form. Stopping at the foot of the bed he spoke in a firm voice.

"Narcissa. Narcissa wake up this instant." She having gone to sleep not ten minutes before sat bolt up right and looked at Lucius.

"I have need of you. Remove your clothing and lay still." She did as she was told in fear of his wrath, though she needn't of. He removed his pants only and climbed onto the bed and thus on top of her. He looked into her eyes and with out another thought thrust his now achingly hard member into her bone dry center. Having cast a silencing ward around the room, Pollux would not have heard the scream of pain that came out of his mother's throat that night as his father had his way with her.

Narcissa had tears streaming down her cheeks and was trying desperately to keep still but being under the man she called husband as he damn near ripped her open was nearly impossible. He grunted like a pig with every thrust and it made Narcissa's stomach churn.

Just as he was about to climax he pulled out of her and forcibly yanked Narcissa down until his throbbing manhood was impaled into her throat. That was all he needed and he exploded into her mouth. He pulled out and wiped himself clean with a flick of his wand. He had his pants back on and was out of the door not a moment later.

Narcissa was tumbling out of her bed and stumbling into her bathroom and was no where near the bath tub before her stomach emptied its contents onto the marble floor. She heaved for nearly half an hour trying to rid herself of him. Climbing into the tub she hadn't noticed the blood that had dripped onto the floor. He had obviously hurt her inside; taking her wand she did a small spell that would help to heal her torn inner walls.

After bathing and scrubbing her legs she grabbed her soft fluffy towel and got out of the tub. She lay in bed that night crying softly until she fell into a dreamless sleep.

December school Holiday's…

Draco returned home for Christmas and Pollux wasn't pleased, his brother had brought home the pug faced girl named Pansy Parkinson along with his other friends. Pollux had been hiding in his bedroom from the time they arrived. Pansy's voice had grated on his nerves and it took every ounce of strength that he had to not curse her into oblivion. He may not have his wand, but that wouldn't have stopped him at all.

It was mid afternoon and Draco's goons were busy fighting over a broom, Blaise was sitting a top the one marble statue. Draco was sitting opposite Blaise on another statue and they were babbling about some mudblood from school. Pollux of course was watching them from his bay window in his bedroom with a scowl on his face.

Theo had replied that he couldn't make it for the usual Christmas party as he and his father were visiting distant cousins in Spain. A knock at his door broke his attention and he quietly called them in.

"Hello my darling. I'll be going out for a short while on an errand to the Alley; would you like to accompany me?" Pollux nodded and followed his mother down to the front doors; she wrapped an arm around his shoulders and they apparated into Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley was just as it usually was, constantly busy and Pollux was looking around trying to find a shop that would hold his interest. He spotted a small corner shop just inside Knockturn Alley. Smiling to himself he told his mother that he'd meet up with her later, walking into the shop he found that it sold trinkets.

He walked around looking at all the different things on the shelves, the little bell rang out the front and he heard a young female voice ask if the man sold old necklaces. He led her to where Pollux was standing. A girl about the same height as him with long dark brown ringlets and a soft face came around the corner.

She had the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen apart from his mother's, they were a perfect mix of green and blue and they seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. Her nose was perfectly straight; she had high cheek bones and well defined jaw line. Pollux found her fascinating, he watched as her hand reached for a necklace that he had been eyeing for sometime.

She noticed that he had looked at the necklace with a slightly longing expression and had asked if he had wanted it. He had replied that no she could have it as there were many others to choose from. Before she left, she smiled and showed a set of perfect white teeth her smile making her eyes sparkle even more.

"My name is Belinda Yaxley. You are?" He shook her out stretched hand and smiled

"I'm Pollux Malfoy, are you going to Hogwarts next year?" She nodded and turned to leave once more. "It was nice meeting you." She said before disappearing completely.

Pollux found a small charm bracelet with small enchanted flowers that changed colours depending on the wearer's mood. He paid 3 Galleons 2 Sickles. Leaving the shop he jogged up the way and into Diagon Alley, he saw his mother just entering Flourish and Blotts. He followed her in and stopped just next to her as she bent over to grab the book she had picked out.

"Mother, I met Belinda Yaxley just a few moments ago in a shop just a few meters into Knockturn. She seems very nice and will be entering Hogwarts along with me and Theo." Narcissa smiled down at her son and strode over to the stores counter to pay for her book. Leaving the book store they took a stroll down to Florean Fortescue's for some ice cream. They got their orders and ate them slowly as they were talking a lot.

"So tell me mum, why have you been so distant lately?" Pollux studied his mother's facial expressions and her eyes and when she looked down and then back up only to bat the question away as though it were an annoying fly.

"It's nothing Pollux." She said quietly. He gave her a hard look, "You're lying to me." He stated with much conviction that it startled Narcissa momentarily.

"You are too young for such hardship Pollux. Leave it be." He glared at her and gave a small snarl. She gave him a hard look and stood up, he followed after her and they left, Pollux trailing behind his mother with a look of utter hatred on his face.

He was very angry with her, but would refrain from saying or doing anything. Getting to the apparating point he stood next to Narcissa and she once again wrapped her arm around his shoulders and they disappeared with an inaudible 'pop'.


It was time for Draco and the gang, as Pollux had started calling them, to leave the Manor. Pollux was delighted that he wouldn't have to deal with the pug-faced Pansy Parkinson anymore. He would never admit to anyone that he was going to miss his brother's company.

Lucius took them all to the station with Narcissa bringing Pollux by apparition. They all stood at the train door and said goodbye. Narcissa kissed Draco's cheek and told him to write, Lucius squeezed his shoulder and he too told him to write. Draco nodded and bordered the train with his friends. Pollux nodded to his brother and received an inconspicuous nod in return.

Pollux looked from Lucius to Narcissa and noticed how his mother stood a little ways back from his father and how Lucius' eyes held a secret gleam to them. It all clicked into place, his father had done something to his mother and had violated their agreement. He would keep his peace for now. After arriving home his mother strode into her study and shut the door. He knew she did not want to be disturbed.

One Week Later…

A letter had been sent to his mother informing her of some small matters in school nothing serious other than an annoying girl in his year by the name of Megan Yaxley. Pollux laughed at this but then asked his mother if Megan was related to Belinda to which she replied yes. Narcissa had excused herself and had left for the estate gardens. She was currently sitting on a bench looking at the roses. Pollux was watching her from his room, but decided that she was safe and he could continue to study. He had a book on some simple charms open on his desk and had another book open on some minor transfiguration spells next to the charms book.

He was practicing wand movements for the feather-light charm and was still not getting it right. It was more swish than flick and he kept on flicking near the end. Frustration was what had him throwing his book onto his bed and turning to the transfiguration instead.

He started with a small spell, turning a matchstick into a needle. He tried it once, but landed up with a pointed match so he practiced the wand movement and tried again. This time though he got a needle with the match head. He cleared his throat and tried once again this time however he got a wooden needle. Sighing he let his head hit his desk with a loud 'thunk'.

"Argh! Why won't it work?" He whispered. He decided to try just one last time and with a smile of accomplishment he managed to transfigure the matchstick into a needle.


Pollux had now perfected all of his charms and transfiguration work and had moved onto Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, his mother stood before him drilling the Rune scripts into his head just as she had done with Draco the year before. Though he was learning the Black family Rune scripts before the Malfoy scripts. After his study's he went outside to read is book.

Narcissa watched her son walk down the steps of the Manor and then down a long trail that led to her rose garden, he had a book in his hand and his wand in the other and she couldn't help, but wonder what he was going to do. She looked toward her bed and saw that her Peacock feathered face was still as fresh as the day she got it all those years ago.

Smiling she turned back to her vanity mirror. She looked at herself and noticed that she had no wrinkles anywhere; she truly was the blessed one in the family as she aged differently to that of her sisters. Her mother had told her it was the Peverell ancestry that caused this as they aged slower than most. She picked up her hairbrush and brushed out her hair.

Pollux was currently waving his wand in a complicated pattern. He had chosen a dozen roses each selected just as the budding would change to flowering; he had perfected a spell that would capture the rose just as it bloomed, the spell would keep the rose's budding-to-flowering change's and replay it everyday for the rest of his mother's life.

It would close when she slept and open when she awoke and throughout the day it would flower, never to lose its petals and never to wilt or die unless his mother died. He had four different colours from three different rose bushes, deep blood red, snowing crystal white and golden sun yellow. He had frowned at the names of the roses but it was what his mother had named the colours, he shrugged and arranged them into a heart.

He had arranged them in such a way that they would flower as though it were a beating heart, thus it was how he knew his mother still lived. He went inside and found his mother sitting on the window seat reading her book. He asked if he could go to Diagon Alley, she nodded and told him too not be long. He thanked her and went back downstairs to the living room. He threw the floo powder into the fire and flooed into the Leaky Cauldron. He strode out of the pub and into Diagon Alley; he went to the trinket shop and looked for another piece of jewelry though this time for his brother and father.

Finding a chain that had a warming and cooling charm attached to it he knew his brother would like it. He found a cane with the head of a snake that can hold a wand in it. He knew his father would appreciate this and maybe, just maybe would gradually lessen the punishments that he still endured. Paying for his items he left the store and returned to the pub to floo home.

Back at home he placed all of the items that he had bought onto his desk, the bracelet for his mother, the chain for his brother and the cane for his father. The bracelet held many enchantments and charms, warming and cooling charms, a protective shield that would protect her from many minor spells, curses or hexes and finally a spell that kept any other person from removing the bracelet that was not one, Narcissa Elladora Cassiopeia Malfoy.

He had two boxes for the chain and bracelet. He placed the jewelry into the boxes and had an elf wrap the gifts with the finest paper. He kept the cane and jewelry hidden until the time in which he would give them to his parents and brother.


It was now the middle of April and Draco was tired of all the chatter in the common room. He left the dungeons with Blaise and walked out of the school and into the courtyard. He and Blaise sat beneath a small tree and chatted about the end of the year and how excited they were to be going home. A few minutes later three Gryffindors that held huge grudges against Draco came out the rather overly large oak doors and into the sunny courtyard.

"Oh great, here we go again." Blaise mumbled under his breath eyeing the red headed prat, the bushy haired swot and the black haired glory boy. The three mentioned Gryffindors spied the two boys sitting near the fountain and Harry and Ron couldn't resist an opportunity to start with them.

"Well look here, if it isn't the Slimy princess and his Italian girlfriend." The Slytherins glared at the two other boys with utter hatred.

"If I'm not mistaken Harry these two look like they are a little busy, shall we come back later?" Hermione rolled her eyes and muttered something about idiot boys before walking away.

"Well, well, well, what have I just found? It must be my lucky day." A soft and deadly voice said from behind the Gryffindors. All four boys glanced at the new comer and one in particular sneered. It was Megan Yaxley in all her glory, the girl stood just a few inches taller than Ron, with long and straight brown hair that had some darker brown highlights.

She had light brown eyes that were darkening with each passing second, high cheek bones, a small aristocratic nose a strong jaw and a slightly pointed chin. She had a thin upper lip that almost completely disappeared when she was angry. She was well toned; as Draco looked at her closely he could see that she was like Pollux in a way, only a female version.

"Piss off Yaxley!" Blaise said with an angry tone. Draco sneered at her and she sneered right back. "Have you no other friends?" Blaise said with a glare. Harry and Ron were clenching their fists and glaring at the girl as well, but she was completely unfased by it.

"Hmm, it seems as though I've just interrupted a heated argument between you four girls. I'll be on my way now, have fun ladies!" She stalked off.

Draco wanted to laugh at the situation. He looked at the Weasley boy's bright red face that gave away his anger immediately and the Potter boy's scowl and darker eyes. Blaise was fuming and Draco sat smirking. The bell tolled and the four boys glared at their enemies and walked inside for their next class, potions, oh joy.

Draco sat next to Blaise in the back of the classroom and waited for their professor to arrive and when he did he immediately told them to start working. Draco was just slicing into a boiled snake egg when a rather putrid smell reached his nose.

He looked up and found the source to be from a Gryffindor that was shaking where he stood. It was Neville Longbottom; he had added a powdered Grindylow tooth into the potion before putting in the boiled snake egg. It of course made the whole classroom smell of Hippogriff dung. Snape had them get out of the class as he cleaned up the mess.

"Nicely done you great fool." Pansy snapped at Neville in her sickeningly sweet voice that grated on Draco's nerves. The class was dismissed by Snape after the bell tolled, he hadn't let them back in as it had taken him a long time to fix the room. Of course he had deducted 30 points from Gryffindor and then dismissed them.


Back at Malfoy Manor, Narcissa sat by the fireplace with Pollux sitting in front of her legs as she ran her fingers through his hair that was now just sitting at the middle of his back.

"My darling, you need to cut your hair to just on your shoulders." He looked up at her.

"Yes, mum." She smiled and bent down to kiss his forehead. He leaned into her legs and she continued to run her fingers through his hair.

"Ah, I thought I might find you here. Narcissa, Pollux." Lucius greeted them both and strode over to his chair. He sat down and snapped his fingers; an elf brought him his drink of Elvin wine.

"Father, mother, I have a gift for you both and I thought that now would be a good time to give them to you." Lucius was quite surprised and thought to himself, 'he's never given me a gift, as he has always favored Narcissa. What ever has changed?' Seconds later two items were brought by an elf.

"Mother this is for you." Lucius watched as Narcissa took the offered box and opened it. She pulled the lid off the box and found a sterling silver bracelet with tiny diamonds and sapphire's gleaming in the lit living room.

"Oh Pollux, this is beautiful." She kissed his cheek and smiled brightly. Lucius looked at Pollux as his younger son stood before him as though he were a Lord and he unworthy.

"Father, please accept this cane in the hopes that it will be of great use to you." He took the cane that was offered to him and lifted it up to his eye level to inspect it. It had a silver snake head and when he pulled it off the cane he saw that it had space for his wand. He knew that this cane would suit his needs perfectly. Perhaps he had been wrong about his son after all. He had always thought that Pollux hated him, but he was wrong.

"Thank you son, this-this is a very thoughtful gift. It will suit my needs perfectly." Lucius looked at his son and for the first time in a very long time he saw a little of the love he often saw shining in his eyes when he looked at his mother. He made a vow that he would get to know his son better and try to correct his ways. He needed to re-think everything in his life. He had a loving son and now he would try to get his other son to love him as Draco did.

"Narcissa, would you please leave Pollux and I. I have some things to discuss with him." Narcissa nodded and stood up to leave. Pollux clutched her hand and gave it a squeeze, he then received a kiss to the forehead and she was gone. Pollux stood and waited for his father to speak.

"Pollux, I have only one thing to say for now and that is, I am truly sorry for how I have treated you." Pollux looked shocked and opened his mouth to ask his father a question, but his raised hand stopped him.

"I have always feared that you hated me and loved your mother more so than any son that I have seen. I have come to be annoyed by your presence because of this very fear and now I see that you only ever wanted my attention and love, but got only hatred and hurt in return. I am sorry son and I would like to start over and get to know you more. You have grown up so quickly and I have missed it, blinded by my own fear of your rejection." Pollux had some burning feeling behind his eyes and tried desperately to stop the tears, but one lone glistening tear fell from his eye.

"I love you father, never have I hated you. I would love to start anew, but my trust in you has to grow as it should have when I was younger, I am attached to mother because of how she has always been there for me, I know she struggles with the fact that Draco is always with you and never with her, he doesn't know any better." Lucius nodded and gave Pollux the first smile he has ever seen. He of course returned his father's smile with a bright one of his own.

"You may go, I'll join you both later for dinner." Pollux nodded and walked out of the living room.

Narcissa was sitting at the dinning table sipping at a cup of lemon tea. She had a letter in her hands from Draco telling her that everything was well with school and that the day before he had been sent to the hospital wing after being hit by the Furnunculus curse. She smiled as she read that he had gotten the Potter boy back with a Diffindo, he was still in the hospital wing.

Pollux came in and saw his mother smiling and questioned her. "Oh, it's your brother giving his good news; he got the Potter boy in hospital after he had been cursed with the Furnunculus." Pollux smiled and sat down opposite his mother.

"Dobby!" Pollux called. There was a 'pop' and the elf appeared.

"Yes Master Pollux sir? What can Dobby be doing for master?" Pollux told him that he wanted his mother's heart. He forgot to mention that it was the roses in his room and Dobby went toward Narcissa and with a snap of his fingers he had caused a rather long and nasty gash to appear above Narcissa's heart.

"What in Morgana's name are you doing?" he shouted as his mother screamed in absolute agony.

"Master is wanting his mother's heart, Dobby is getting Mistresses heart for master." Narcissa by now was beginning to see stars and a small black tint to the edge of her vision. Pollux almost lunged at the elf in pure unadulterated anger.

"You stupid imbecile! Heal my mother this instant!" he yelled. Dobby gave a small yelp as Pollux smacked him around the head. "FIX HER!" he bellowed.

Dobby snapped his fingers and the wound disappeared and left Narcissa in a hysterical mess as she tried frantically to slow her heart beat and gulp in the oxygen. Lucius came running in with a panicked expression; he saw Narcissa's dress covered in blood as well as her lips and nose. Pollux had the elf hanging by the throat and was yelling at him.

"What in the world happened?" he shouted. Narcissa was still hyperventilating in her chair her hand clutching her dress just above her heart. He went over to her side and assessed her, he saw that she was fine and then looked over to his son who had almost black eyes, his face was red and a vein in his neck was pulsating as was another in his forehead.

"I warn you now, you utter fool, if you do something incredibly stupid like this again, I'll have your guts for garters and your head as a quaffle! Do you understand!" he shouted. Dobby nodded quickly eyes huge and watery; he was trembling in Pollux's hands.

"Yes, master." Pollux hurled him over the dinning table and into a nearby wall. "Now go and get the item I requested from. My. Room!" Dobby ran out of the room and vanished.

"Pollux son, what happened?" Lucius was very worried at the moment, but Narcissa seemed to be gaining control again as she took a deep breath and let it out. She looked at Pollux and then at Lucius and saw that Lucius was very anxious, while Pollux was still angered.

"That idiot of an elf, decided to open mother's chest and try to remove her still beating heart from her body. I had asked him to get mother's heart and he had done the unthinkable. I told him earlier that when I asked for mother's heart he was to fetch it from my room as it is a gift I spent a lot of time and magic on." Lucius nodded and was interrupted by the 'pop' of house elf apparition.

Lucius watched as the elf placed the roses on the dinning table and left. He stared as they flowered in time with Narcissa's heart. He looked at Narcissa and saw that she was utterly shocked by the gift. Pollux looked at his creation with love and awe. Lucius was completely speechless; he had never seen such magic done by anyone. Lucius sat down in his chair and continued to watch the heart beat even when his dinner was brought in.

"Pollux, my darling is that mine?" Pollux nodded and smiled softly to his mother. "Are they flowering along with my heart beat?" He nodded again. She smiled at him and felt her eyes fill with tears. "They're beautiful, thank you so much." He got a little pink around his ears, but smiled anyway.

"Son that is some magic you did there. Have you always been this gifted in artistic creations?" Pollux nodded.

"Thanks father, if mother doesn't mind showing you the portrait I did of her a few years ago with peacock feathers, I think you'd like it." Lucius and Narcissa nodded in unison. Pollux watched as they left he smiled when he realised that life at home was going to change a little bit for his mother and himself, he finished his dinner and left the dinning hall, returning to his bedroom to sleep. He never heard his parents come into his room and kiss him goodnight, nor did he hear his father whisper that he loved him and that he was proud of him.


Narcissa sat on her bench reading a book the following morning, while Lucius and Pollux walked the grounds talking together and learning things neither knew. She turned the page and continued to read about 'The Midnight Scout'. Her love of romantic novels based on real wizards and witches always astounded her mother when she was younger.

Andromeda had given her books every year on her birthday all on the romantic exploits of magic folk. Her book was about a young man who was at war and had stumbled on a lonely young woman; their love had blossomed and had led him to be named the Midnight Scout. She was just on the last chapter where Melvin Welters was proposing to his maiden, Eileen Perlis, when an owl landed next to her. She picked up the piece of parchment and read a small note.

Follow these instructions carefully:

You need to leave your book alone for now.

You must follow the path of fairy lights.

When you reach the fork choose the path that says correctly.

After following said path, you will find a flock of birds, the birds that you find will point you in the right direction.

You shall find your prize only if you find the right flock of birds, otherwise you will be asked a riddle to which you must answer correctly.

If you answer incorrectly you will be sent back to the fork in the path and given your question once more.

Good luck!

She re-read the instructions and did as told. Placing her bookmark into her book she left it on the bench. She walked along her rose bushes and spotted the fairies twinkling in the hedge. She followed them until she reached the fork in the path.

There on the small board was a riddle; it read,

What always runs but never walks, often murmurs never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats?

She thought about it for a few minutes, 'Water runs.' She thought and then it clicked.

"A river?" The writing disappeared and an arrow appeared in its place. Pointing to the left, following the path she found a flock of crows that were all walking towards a narrow pathway. Following the pathway she found her husband and son standing beside a box that was rattling.

"Hello Narcissa." Lucius said with a small smile. She returned it and looked at the box again.

"What's in there?" she asked. Pollux grinned and pulled the lid off of the box, pulled out a bundle of fur.

"This dear is your new pet, happy birthday." Lucius said kissing her. Pollux too wished her a happy birthday and placed the cub on the floor. It was a magical snow leopard cub. Its tail was long and bushy, its colour was black and white unlike the muggle snow leopard that was grey and white and its eyes were blue.

It was a female and she was quickly forming a bond with Narcissa. "It looks as though she'll become your familiar mother." Pollux said smiling at the cub. "What will you name her?"

Narcissa thought for a long time before deciding on, "I'll name her Alnilam, but I'll call her Epsilon as it is the same name." The cub now known as Epsilon gave a soft growl of approval.

It was later on in the week when Pollux and Lucius left for King's Cross to fetch Draco. They stood with the crowd of parents and siblings and waited as the Hogwarts students departed the train.

Pollux saw Belinda Yaxley and pointed her out to his father, "So that's who you were talking about. She's very pretty son." Pollux nodded.

They saw another girl walking up to Belinda and they embraced. Belinda spotted Pollux and smiled, tugging on her sister's arm and pointing to the Malfoy's. Draco was just making his way over when he saw that the Yaxley girl was nearing his father and his brother.

"Hello Pollux, this is my sister Megan, Megan this is Pollux Malfoy the boy from the store." Megan shook his hand and then dipped her head to Lucius.

"Mr Malfoy, it's a pleasure to finally meet you both." They all spoke for a few moments before Draco came over with his trunk. Stopping just next to his father Draco looked at his brother with a raised eyebrow.

"Hello father, brother, I see you have met Megan Yaxley." They nodded and Pollux smiled.

"Draco, this is Belinda Yaxley, she is Megan's younger sister, Belinda this is my older brother Draco." They shook hands and spoke a little before Lucius told his sons it was time to go.

"I'll write you Belinda." Pollux said smiling she nodded.

"And I you Pollux. Bye!" Lucius and his boys disappeared with a whispered 'pop'.


The start of the summer holidays started with a good hearty lunch and some fun between the brothers of Malfoy Manor. They invited their friends over for a quidditch game and just spent the day enjoying themselves. Lucius had gone into the Ministry and wasn't set to arrive until after dinner. Theodore, Blaise, Pansy, Goyle, Crabbe and surprisingly Daphne Greengrass left after dinner that night and Pollux disappeared into his bedroom.

Dear Belinda,

I am writing you in a week's advance of my birthday, would you and Megan like to join my family and friends on the 8th of June to celebrate my birthday?

My owl, Rigel will await your letter.

I hope you are well.

Pollux Malfoy.

Pollux called Rigel over and sent the regal Eagle Owl out into the night. He left his room and found his brother stalking along the hallway with a scowl on his face. Pollux's curiosity got the better of him and he went to his brother.

"Draco, what's the matter?" Draco looked up and sighed.

"I am just annoyed, father got my results from our end of the year exams and I came second next to the stupid mudblood Granger. I'm a pureblood for Merlin's sake, I should've been first." He was really upset.

"I wouldn't worry about it Draco, father knows that you are way better than her." Draco smiled and thanked his brother.

"Not a problem brother, now tell me everything that happened at school. I am really curious to hear of your exploits." Draco led his brother to his room and they sat on the window seat. Draco started his explanations with vigour and Pollux listened to everything.

"Well, we had to put on this sorting hat after our names were called and I was sorted into Slytherin." He told him of his classes and what they did, he told of Harry Potter and how he became the youngest seeker in a century. Draco went on to tell him of the troll and how Potter and Weasley saved the mudblood Granger. He also told Pollux of their sneaking around.

Pollux listened with complete attention and watched as Draco explained the one quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor and how Potter almost swallowed the snitch, to which Pollux openly laughed. He told him of the detention he had received along with the Gryffindor trio and how they had to go into the Forbidden Forest.

He told of the incident that landed him in the hospital wing and how he of his revenge on Potter. He spoke of how Potter, Weasley and Granger disappeared one day and didn't return until the following evening. Then at the end of year feast, Potter, Weasley and Granger and Longbottom were awarded house points after Slytherin had been announced the winners. Gryffindor had won the house cup and Pollux had frowned.

"But that shouldn't be allowed, the points should've been awarded before the feast not during it." Draco nodded, but said nothing more.

"Just wait till you get there, you'll see how unfair the teachers are to us Slytherins. Course professor Snape is the best as he hates the Gryffindors." Pollux smiled.

Lucius had been standing near the door since the beginning of his son's tale. He smiled as they both laughed and spoke heatedly about certain things and just at how they were developing a brotherly relationship.

"Good evening boys." They looked up and smiled.

"Good evening father." He nodded. "Now you two need to go to bed as its nearing nine-thirty." They stood and quickly said good night to him.

Pollux left for his room to change and then went in search of his mother, Draco catching up half way. They found her in her drawing room. Walking toward her Draco said good night and kissed her cheek, passing Pollux he said good night and left.

"Good night mum, love you." Pollux whispered while hugging his mother. Narcissa smiled and kissed his cheek. "Good night my darling, I love you too." He smiled, kissed her cheek and left for his room once again. Lying in bed that night he watched the stars through his window. His eyes finally closed and he drifted off into his dreams.

Somewhere in the Department of Mysteries, a small glowing orb whispered a prophesy,

A child born of the purest blood,

Will worship the ground his mother walks upon.

The child born of this blood,

Will be the protector of his mother's air.

Lo those, that betray him or his mother, for thou shalt suffer his wrath.

Beware the protector of a Black by birth and a Malfoy by marriage…