A/N: Oh no, I forgot the disclaimer!

I do not own Harry Potter or Wicked in any way shape or form. They belong to JK Rowling and Gregory Maguire.

Anyway, on to the next part. Here we will get a bit of history and get going with part of the plot. Chapter two will be in three parts, this is part one. I hope all the characters aren't too far out of character but I'm trying! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter Two Encounters Part One

The Leaky Cauldron
Thursday September 1st

"I don't understand why your darling sister chose this, of all places to meet," Narcissa said to her husband as she frowned down on the grimy house elves that were running around the tavern, serving all creeds and walks of life, including those damned Mudbloods.

"Cissy," Lucius started, a dark tone in his voice his light blue eyes slanted in annoyance; however, he never took his eyes off the swirling brandy that was in the glass in his hand.

She sighed and wiped a barstool off with a napkin, which she promptly threw back onto the bar top. Sitting down, the regal woman looked at her nails carefully, ignoring her husband's annoyance.

"I just don't see why we had to meet in such a," She paused looking for the proper word, "Public place."

Draco rolled his eyes. He stood at his father's side, dressed in his usual black attire. Sure he loved his mother, but sometimes she could really get on his nerves.

"Mother, you know why this place was chosen. It's the only place that would allow the…" Draco said, trying to get his mother to stop talking.

"Yes darling, I know." Narcissa snapped, cutting him off.

The atmosphere in the tavern had changed considerably once the Malfoy trio had entered and Draco new they were being watched. Everyone knew of them and how Lucius had been pardoned of his affiliations with Lord Voldemort when he had fought for the Light during the end of the war. A lot of people were highly displeased with this fact and chalked it up to him being one of, if not the, richest men in the Wizarding community.

With a crackle, the fireplace to their right came to life with its wonderful green flames and three newcomers stepped out of the flames. The tavern fell to a deafening silence as the customers witnessed the event taking place before their eyes.

Three blonde, extremely beautiful people walked out of the fireplace with their heads held high. A man who was slightly taller than Lucius with penetrating green eyes, a woman who was slightly shorter than her husband and more beautiful than most women any man had ever laid eyes on and a breathtaking girl stood in the dark dirty tavern in front of the Malfoys.

"Sister," Lucius said, taking his younger sister's hand into his and kissing it with a slight bow. "How was your trip?"

The woman smiled sweetly. There was an air of elegance that far surpassed Narcissa's. The woman was only slightly shorter than her brother but had the same hair color and penetrating blue eyes. Flawless features graced her perfectly shaped face and laugh lines crinkled at the corner of her eyes when she smiled. "It was fine dear brother."

"Hello Narcissa," The woman said, stepping over to the other and they gave each other an awkward hug while the men shook hands.

"Hello Laetitia," Narcissa said to her sister-in-law.

"Draco," Laetitia said, nodding to her nephew with a smile.

"Auntie Laetitia, it's a pleasure," He said, kissing her hand in the same way as his father had done. "Uncle Caedmon, also a pleasure."

Caedmon smiled at his nephew, "As it is our Draco."

"And little Galinda," Lucius smiled, a sickening sight if you weren't on the man's good side. "My have you grown."

"Thank you Uncle Lu," the breathtakingly beautiful girl said as she smiled a dazzling smile that could have lit up the entire tavern.

The girl turned to her cousin and a scowl blemished her beautiful features, "Draco."

"Galinda." It came out as a sneer more than a welcome.

Galinda rolled her eyes. She and Draco had only met one time in their entire lives and to say it went badly was an understatement. Both were outrageously arrogant, stubborn, egotistical and far more than spoiled. They didn't suit well with each other and the fact that they would have to spend the next ten months together in the same place was clearly daunting. Galinda just hoped he wouldn't stick his pointy little nose in her affairs for it wouldn't go over well at all.

Galinda Upland-Malfoy was quite the looker. She could have any person she chose, and she knew this. With her angelic voice, beautiful white blonde locks and enticing cerulean eyes she caused every head to turn and look her way. She had the blemish free white skin of her mother and uncle, which had also been passed down to her cousin Draco. Draco admitted to himself that even though the girl was more than annoying and he would rather hex her than look at her, she was gorgeous.

"Shall we go some place more private?" Lucius said, drawing the crowd out of the reverie and back into the present. Most of the customers in the building tried to make themselves look busy when they realized they had all been staring. "Draco, please take Galinda to Diagon Alley and start purchasing your supplies."

"Yes father," Draco said, highly annoyed at being left out of the adult talk and that he'd have to babysit his annoying cousin for the time being.

"We'll catch up to you later darlings," Laetitia said, taking the offered arm of her brother as Narcissa and Caedmon followed behind. "Do be careful and please children, play nice."

Lucius led the way to the private suite he had booked for this afternoon's meeting as the two younger Malfoy's exited through the back door that led to the entrance of the Alley. The suite he had reserved was far less elegant than the Malfoy manor but it'd have to do seeing how the Headmistress at Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic had left them with such little time to prepare Galinda's arrival.

After catching up for a short time and letting the travelers stretch their sore muscles, Lucius broke the ambiance with the question that was on everyone's mind.

"Laetitia, pray tell, what is the true meaning of Galinda's coming to London?"

Laetitia frowned and looked to her husband. He nodded, ever the quiet man, and let his wife do the explaining.

"Galinda was accepted to Shiz University, which is the finest Sorcery school in all of Oz," Laetitia started, "But some things are starting to happen all around Oz that the Wizard and his Gale force can't get underhand."

Lucius' brow furrowed in confusion, "What things, sister?"

Caedmon cleared his throat, "Riots, thievery, enslavement, torture, classic horror stuff."

The Malfoy's nodded, they definitely knew of such things.

"But the weirdest thing of all is-" Laetitia started but was interrupted by Caedmon.

"No Lae!"

"Oz Caedmon, we have got to tell them!"

The man clenched his fist and tightened his jaw, his voice low and dangerous, "We've been sworn…"

"Oh who gives a damn about what the Wizard made us swear to!" Laetitia exclaimed, clearly infuriated and scared, "I sure as hell don't. This is my brother, my twin brother we're talking to!"

Lucius and Narcissa looked at each other and she could tell her husband was apprehensive about hearing what was actually going on in the once wonderful Land of Oz.

Caedmon shook his head and rolled his eyes, "Fine go on. But I swear to Lurline I the Wizard finds out…"

"Seriously Caedmon, how would he?" Laetitia drawled, the classic Malfoy arrogance present in her tone, "We aren't even in the same bloody world as him!"

Lucius had to fight back a smile when he heard the British lingo pop back into his sister's speaking.

"Go on then."

Laetitia took a deep breath and a falsely cheerful smile lit up her face. "Yes. Like I was saying, the weirdest part of the whole thing is that people…"

She trailed off. A terrified look took over her features as if she was having a flash back of something so horrid, so evil, so…

"What Titia!" Lucius exclaimed, now completely drawn in to his sister's tale.

"Oh Lu," Laetitia said, tears forming in her eyes, "Th-they are being possessed. Po-possessed by something so dark, so ho-horrible…"

Lucius had never heard his sister stutter in her entire life. Laetitia was a Malfoy and damned proud of it. Sure, the fact that Lucius had been a twin instead of the single son that was the Malfoy legacy had been secretly kept under wraps when they were children. But after the demise and fall of Lord Voldemort, Lucius had contacted his sister and begged for her forgiveness when he had disowned her fifteen years ago when she married a man from a different world. She had gotten pregnant out of wedlock, which was highly frowned upon by Pureblood families and fled to Oz with her Ozian lover to rid herself of the judgment. She, of course, the nicer of the two and forgiven him without a second thought.

After collecting herself, the regal woman continued. "It's horrible Lucius, something has come for all Ozians…"

Narcissa finally spoke up. "S-something…"

Caedmon nodded his head, as he wiped the tears from his wife's porcelain cheeks. "Something more evil than evil itself."

Lucius thought for a moment, "But that doesn't explain why you've brought Galinda…"

"Lu, it's happening; It wants her," Laetitia whispered and looked her brother in the eye, terror spelled out across her face, "It wants my baby girl and Hogwarts is the only place she will be safe."

Oh shit, was the only thought that ran through Lucius mind as he realized what the hell his sister was speaking of.