Chapter Two: New Lives

November 1st,1982

Harry awoke in a different room he had never seen before. It was a rather large room with toys and light green walls. He was slightly alarmed because he distinctly remembered hiding in the kitchen with his friend Jesse. The last thing he remembered was a dark-haired lady waving a stick while saying some silly words.

"Hello, young Master! I be Dobby, sir."

"Harwy." said Harry, pointing to himself.

"I be showing you Master. Come." The boy followed Dobby until they came to a room that appeared to be a study. In it was a man with long, platinum blonde hair and aristocratic features. The man walked over and put Harry on his lap.

"Hello. You must be Harry." Harry nodded.

"My name is Lucius Altair Malfoy. You'll be staying at my house for a while." The boy's eyes lit up in excitement. He was going to be adopted like the other children had been. The others always went to stay with a family before they got adopted.

"Weawy?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to introduce you to my wife and son to you in a moment. Would you like that?"Harry nodded. Lucius chuckled. "

I need to ask you something. Do you know what a wizard is?"

"Draco said that he's a wizard."

"Well, Harry, I am a wizard and you are too."

"Really?" The boy's eyes widened in curiosity.

"Yes. Watch." Lucius drew out his wand and his pocket watch. He waved the wand and said, " Gemino!" Another copy of the watch appeared.

"Wow!" Harry exclaimed.

"Would you like to learn magic?" Harry nodded enthusiastically. "Now, Harry, you'll have to stay here with us if you want to learn magic. Is that OK?"

"I think so."

"Do you want to become part of our family?" Harry considered this for a moment. This is what he always wanted - a family. The answer was clear.

"Yes."

"All right, then. Hold my hand." Lucius took his new son to the salon where his wife and other son were.

"Narcissa, Draco, this is Harry." Narcissa smiled warmly.

"It's good to meet you, Harry." She said as she took the child into her arms.

"This is Draco. He's your brother. Say 'hello', Draco."

"Hewo!" Draco practically screamed it because of his uncontainable excitement.

"Harry," Lucius held a vial in his hand," this is a potion. It will make us blood family. It may hurt, but afterwards, you'll be fine. You'll look a lot like us when the pain stops, all right?"

"Yes, Daddie." He gave Harry the potion which the boy promptly drank. Harry dropped it and shattered the vial. He let out a scream.

Draco was upset. His new brother was hurt. Narcissa held Harry closer to herself.

"Mummy?" Draco said with alarm.

"Yes, Draco?"

"When will Harry be 'kay?"

"In a few minutes, dear."

Harry's eyes were changing from a deep green to a pale green with silver specks in them. His hair turned the same colour as the others and his face gained the same aristocratic features as well. Lucius conjoured a mirror.

"Here, Harry. Have a look." Harry was shocked. Now he was truly a part of the family.

"We want to change your name too. How about Paris ?" Narcissa asked.

"I like it."

"Welcome to the family, Paris." said a beaming Lucius as the others took turns hugging the newest member of their family.

When the news broke out about the destruction at St. Mark's, Lily ignored what Dumbledore had advised and took her son back. Blair had been waiting outside a room when he or "Harry" was called in. He was having trouble with being called "Harry". His mummy told him his name was Blair. Once Lily caught sight of him, she embraced him with hugs and kisses.

"I will never, ever leave you again! I don't care what anybody else says. I will never let anybody talk me into giving you up! I love you waaaaaay to much!" She noticed that "Harry" tensed up in her arms.

"What is it, Harry?"

"I not Harry." Lily was about to faint. She knew it was a bad idea to leave Harry.

"Of course, you are."

"I Blair. Mummy said so." Harry doesn't think I'm his mother. Oh, my G-d! I'm a horrible mother!

"I'm your Mummy and I say that you are, Harry! Where did you get that ridiculous idea?" Before anymore could be said, James stepped in.

"Your mother's right, Harry. You're stuck with us." This caused Blair to start crying.

"Shh... It's going to be all right, Harry. I just know it will be." Lily and James took Blair home with them after all the paper work was filed.

Bellatrix was in great dispair after Blair was gone. Her emptiness was so great that she contrived to have another child. However, the Dark Lord continually placed contraceptive spells and he was not one to be fooled. If the Dark Lord wouldn't satisfy her desire, then she would have to find someone else. Bellatrix never once considered having her own husband's child an option. She simply did not care to be close to him long enough to allow for sexual contact. After going through several of her acquaintances, she finally settled for Theodore Nott Sr. A tall, slim man with eyes the colour of the ocean and sandy blonde hair had caught her attention. He was widowed, a part of the inner circle, and was reasonably good looking. Yes ... Theodore Nott would do.

Her initial attempt consisted of inviting him to tea with her. Rodolphus usually spent most of the day out and came for dinner at 7PM. So, there was no risk of interference.

Dear Mr. Theodore Nott,

You are cordially invited to tea at Lestrange House at two in the afternoon on Thursday.

Bellatrix Lestrange

He arrived ten minutes early and was received in the parlor.

"Good afternoon, Madame Lestrange. You are well, I hope?" he politely inquired.

"Quite, sir. And yourself?"

"Excellent, thank-you. I assume there was something you wished to speak to me about?"

"Why, yes. I heard that you were rather fond of ... writing, was it?"

"To be sure, yes." Nott raised an eyebrow in suspicion. Bellatrix got up and walked to one the six panels windows that overlooked the gardens.

"Well, I would like it very much if you wrote my biography."

"Your biography, ma'am?" She turned around to face him. A frown crept upon her face.

"Yes, my biography." Nobody would know it's mine and it wouldn't include specifics about the Dark Lord." He nodded for her to continue. "I mean for it to appear fictional and discuss an imaginary war or whatever trouble parallel to the one we are now in. You would be paid, of course."

"Of course. And what should I name this fictitious character?" he questioned. Nott looked to be amused by the whole situation. He had sat himself upon a chaise and began to jot notes down on a notepad.

"Hesper, if you please."

"No." Bellatrix looked outraged.

"What do you mean 'no'? It's a bloody good name!" she cried.

"A name that happens to also be oft used in silly, insipid romance novels." Her face had gone from contemplative to fury in a matter of seconds.

"I'll show you romance novel! INDENDIO!" Bellatrix shot at him with her wand.

"Protego! Really, Mrs. Lestrange-" he rasped out as he escaped harm.

"Bella."

"Erm, yes, Bella. There is no reason to get upset. Are there other names you had in mind?"

She sighed as she plopped herself on the nearest chair. "Does 'Astraea' suit your fancy, milord?" the woman huffed.

Not tutted. "Now Bella, there is no reason to put out." After all, you do want this to sell, correct."

"I wouldn't have invited you if that wasn't my intention."

"I concur." He checked the time on his wristwatch. "When would you like to arrange another meeting? I'm afraid I have another appointment coming up." Bellatrix looked at the man before her, absolutely flummoxed.

"Y-you'll do it, then?"

"Oh, yes. This afternoon was highly entertaining." His statement apparently called for a vase to be thrown at him, which only made him chuckle. "Does the same time on Monday work for you, Bella?"

"As it so happens, it does."

"Great. I'll see you then." He began to walk towards the door but not before turning around. "And Bella?"

"Yes, Nott?"

"Call me Theodore." Before Bellatrix could respond, he had left the room.