The Metamorphous Orphan and Voldemort's Heir
kay, so first chapter, here it is and my friend's version is actually named The Heir of Voldemort, sorry if that messed anyone up who looked for it and here's a link if you wanna check it out.
Disclaimer : all rights of this story go to J.K Rowling for without whom this magical world would not exsist the only character i own (co-own actually) is Zyla
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Chapter 1: the day before the first day of school
Teddy Reamus Lupin stood in front of the bathroom mirror glaring at his messy naturally blonde hair and his golden wolfish hazel eyes. You see, the young boy could not decide how to style his hair for the ride to Hogwarts. He personally admired Uncle Harry's shaggy mess of straight black hair that stood up at random angles but somehow managing a style all its own. No, that's too simple…but easily controlled, what if I feel asleep with an intricate hair style? It would fall part completely. Teddy thought logically, arguing with himself. Uncle George's look would be fun…for Halloween; I'd look like that genius muggle bloke Einstein, with red hair. The eleven year old boy thought frustrated. "Blue!" he exclaimed suddenly, "my favorite color! Yes!" the boy's hair suddenly changed in to an electric blue mop causing his still golden eyes to glow like mad. "And…..Purple, no Bubble Gum Pink eyes for Mum." And Teddy's glowing eyes changed into his mother's favorite hair color. "Now a style" Teddy's eyes refocused on his short messy hair that was now blue. He suddenly had another genius idea and his hair grew and curled loosely away from his head in an exact replica of his five year old god-brother James' hair looking almost as if the boy always wore a hat. One more look in the mirror and Teddy smiled widely looking well wolfish enough to make his father proud, if he was still alive. Teddy thought sadly, he remembered his parents vaguely, a smiling woman with pink hair staring down lovingly at him, and a tall, thin, weary, but lethal looking man smiling just as happily at him, his mother cooing at him as his father picked him up in his strong lycanthrope arms. Teddy's eyes watered slightly as he exited the bathroom to head down stairs.
"Oh good! I was worried I'd have to rescue you from yourself so we could get to the station. James come along! You want to see Teddy off don't you?" Harry Potter said to the two boys, in a joking tone. Little James Potter ran into his father's greatly toned legs (from years of quidditch, running and training mirthlessly) "Of course Daddy! Let's go!" said the giddy little boy. Harry laughed as he scooped up his son and helped his god son with his trunk. Teddy followed both excited and nervous for the trip to Hogwarts.
Zyla Bellatrix Malfoy had grown up believing the family she knew and loved was her true family. Though according to her physic that wasn't the case, but more on that later. Zyla was also a brilliant girl; anyone that knew her could see that. She had an unnaturally good control of her magic especially for a girl so young. Most pureblood children were nowhere near as powerful as she had become in that short time before school. She pondered why that was as Draco, her older brother, drove her to the train station.
"Draco?" she asked turning her cold ash grey eyes to face him, "why doesn't Father like me? Is it because of how powerful I am." Draco suppressed a shudder as her cool superior tone reached his ears, so much like him, the young Malfoy thought as flashes of his teenage hood slipped in and out of his conscious mind. "No, Zyla that's not the reason, he's just…..distant, he was like that with me too." Draco said though thoroughly hating himself for lying to his trusting and oddly compassionate younger sister. And he knew she was aware of his lies but she also knew he was only protecting her from…something , something he could never bring himself to tell her, the truth.
Flashback: Two months after the war
"GET THAT WRETCHED GIRL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Lucius Malfoy bellowed at his wife holding a gorgeous three week old baby girl. Narcissa's eyes widened in terror as her husband's voice erupted in the dark summer night. Waking the child from its newly recovered slumber. Draco stumbled into the soft yellow nursery and took the baby from its mother, "Go sleep Mum, I've got her." He whispered, Narcissa nodding left the room, knowing all Lucius wanted was to have someone next to him as he slept. "Hush, now Zyla; Big Bwadder Draco won't let no one hurt you, not even Daddy." Draco cooed at his tiny sister as she silenced her tears. "Not even Daddy, never will I let him hurt you." Draco promised in a whisper as the baby girl closed her new-baby blue eyes. This tiny girl meant more to him then both his parents, simply because she was heading into a world where her father, her true father was gone for good, and her "father" wanted nothing to do with her existence. It would be Draco's job to be her father figure until Lucius decided otherwise, He didn't think he was ready at eighteen to help his mother raise this little girl, but he had to…just like Potter had to raise his godson at eighteen, they were young men doing not quite young men things; raising baby wizards, They had to become men.
End of Flashback: Current day
Draco smiled at a memory Zyla couldn't see or remember. "What are you smiling about? Draco, what are you hiding?" Her tone brought him back, "What? Oh sorry, I was just remembering you as a baby." He said simply causing Zyla to cock her head, She does that too? Draco never truly noticed how similar to Him she was, her ashen grays narrowed suspiously at him and a small red flash appeared in her now black eyes. She's gonna yell or accuse me of lying again. Draco went cold at the thought of her using legimacy (which she was capable of) on him. "How similar I am to who?" she asked, Dang! The evil munchkin! Draco mentally swore, his left arm tingled under the wrist, his silvery grey eyes widened a bit. As the two Malfoy children arrive at the train station, Zyla's thoughts enter his head answer me! They commanded. Draco mentally put up a wall and turned to his little sister, "commanding an answer will get you nowhere, first of all. Second of all, I was thinking of the similarities between you and Dad, that's all." He corrected and replied, Zyla's head dipped slightly in embarrassment. "I'm sorry for invading your mind, Draco it won't happen again." She said in an eerily calm quiet voice, Draco attempted (and failed) to suppress another shudder at her cool even toned voice. "I forgive you, now are you excited for your first year?" Draco asked enthusiastically leaning over to tickle out her reply. She shrieked like a normal girl would and attempted to escape her brother's tickle torturing fingers, "Answer ZylaBell, or forever be giggling under my tickling wrath!" he said in a mock evil voice as she squealed and fought to get out of the still locked vehicle. "YES! I AM EXCITED!" she managed to yell through loud bark of laughter. Draco suddenly stopped and in calm voice said "Good because you have somewhere be!" he unlocked to muggle contraption and got her trunk, "Let's go Z, Or you'll be late."
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