Hi Readers! How are you doing? Although there aren't alot of you, and barely *Cough*No*cough* any reviews, I was wondering if I could ask a question. First off, should I, or should I not have sibling bonding between Alison and Draco? I was wondering if you think it would help the plot or not. I may have forrgotten to say this, but this is not a DracoX OC pairing, although you should have realized that in the summary, it's a surprise basically, unless you read the title... I hope you did... Anywho! Onward my dear, nonexistant readers! Oh, and , I DO NOt, I REPEAT I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! Unless Jk Rowling gives it to me...

JK Rowling: No

Erin: Please?

JK : Why are you even here? Aren't you supposed to be in an insane Asylum?

Erin: I climbed- I meaqn fell- out the window and climbed- i mean bounced over the wall, and they let me... so no... I don't think its me the police are looking for anyway...

JK: Idiots... are... taking... over... the world...

Erin: I'm not an idiot, I'm just crazy! Anyway, you can read the story now, and I'll try to convince JK to let me have Harry Potter while you read it! Bye!

Alison could barely hold in her shock at the sight that greeted her. She was staring at a huge mansion, no, it was a castle. It was in perfect order. The lawn was neatly trimmed, the trees in the shape of perfect clouds, the castle, not a spot cracked, and the windows shined as brightly as the sun.

A hand clapped onto her shoulder, and a voice spoke, "Amazing, is it not? It's been in our family line for a long time. I almost didn't get it though, since I married your mother." Another hand appeared on her shoulder, obviously lighter and more feminine. "Ah, yes. I remember when they gave us this house. It was a couple of days after they took me aside and drilled me with questions. Rather interesting questions, but also convenient."

Alison looked up at her parents, let the barest of smiles slip out, and walked towards the castle, her parents following behind, commenting on this or that, wondering if this got cleaned, or if that got replaced.

Alphonse stared at his daughter, who was walking ahead of them, as if she owned the place and belonged there. 'Definitely a Phew, she has all of the family traits. Mentally and physically.' His wife seemed to read his thoughts and agree, for out loud she added, "Not only does she have the traits, she has the stubbornness, pride, and the self-confidence." He felt her eyes on him, and turned to his wife, sadness in his eyes. Yet you could see the pride. Although hidden deep behind other emotions, it was obvious that he was very proud of his daughter.

"Father, Mother, is there a piano here?" Alison asked the question innocently towards Alphonse. He smiled, "There is one, in the fourth room on the left, first floor." She smiled and seemed to disappear. He let out a chuckle. "Should we have told her about that?" Maria smiled. "She would've found it herself if we hadn't told her." Maria rolled her eyes. "That's true, she is your daughter after all."

In the following eight days, they had made the house their home, and had their old servants come with them to help. They were all cleaning the house when a knock sounded on the door. One of the maids met another one's eyes. "They're seven minutes early!" She whisper yelled.

Before a debate on what to do could happen, another lowly servant opened the door, to reveal Lord Malfoy and his family, and Professor Snape with his date, Professor Sprout. She looked rather uncomfortable, standing by professor Snape. But then again, what could one suspect, of a woman who was surrounded by purebloods.

The maid hurried, and hastily bowed, and said in a quiet tone. "We were not expecting you this early, lord Malfoy, [1]Lord Prince. Mistress Malfoy, Lord Malfoy Jr., and Mistress Sprout." The maid stayed in a bow like formation.

"I'm sorry, is now not a good time?" Professor Sprout asked hurriedly. The maid seemed to panic. "Of course not, Mistress. I will lead you to Lord Phew and Mistress Phew Jr. now." The maid turned and took a few steps, before a voice stopped her. "Matilda, do not fret yourself, I shall lead my husbands and I guests myself, and explain the reason it is not beneficial that their early." The maid curtsied even lower, and replied, "Of course Mistress Phew!" Before disappearing around a corner.

They all stared at the woman before them, with her Chestnut brown hair, blue eyes sparkling with happiness, her lips in a small smile. "Narcissa, Lucius, Severus, its been so long. And you must be the Draco I've heard about. " She added the last part while looking at Draco. Her eyes lifted to Professor Sprout, "It a pleasure meeting you, Professor Sprout. I have heard about you." She smiled at her with less happiness than the others. "Come, you all must see my husband, although I must warn you, at this time, he is playing piano while my daughter sings."

They followed Maria as she led them through her e-state, and were rather shocked to hear a slow, melodious sound drift into the hall from behind a closed-door. Maria walked up to it and opened it to reveal Alphonse sitting at a piano.

They heard a person's voice enter, it was rather beautiful and mystical, it sounded so sad, and was full of emotion. And the origin of the emotional voice was a girl, a rather beautiful one, with her father's hair and eyes, and an angelic appearance, in a dress that had a top and coat style that was a light blue, and cream-colored skirt, and it framed her form wonderfully. Her hair had been put up in a loose bun, and some spirals were hanging in the sides of her face. Her medium-sized lips opened and words floated out

"I'm lost

And won't ever be found

I'm freezing in this frost

Yet I'm not making a sound

The blood of loved ones

Stains against the floor

All the past memories of fun

Got up and walked out the door

All the pain and loneliness

Consumes me

And makes me a mess

And now you see

Why I am so sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

My pain has not gone

The hurt does not fade

The lights are not on

My hopes are unmade

My cries of sadness

Leave me behind

The birds leave their nest

It's time about time I left mine

Yet I cannot seem

To leave this horrid dream

My loved are gone

And even you are not here

Is it something I have done wrong

Please answer me my dear

My eyes are shining

While my voice breaks

My hopes are dying

My body shakes

I try not to cry

As I start to realize

It's not my time to die."

Suddenly the girls eyes changed, and she seemed to turn into another person, one who commanded respect, yet still self-conscious.

"I was lost

But now I'm found

I was frozen by frost

And stuck to the ground

But now I know

My life will go on

I still can go

And have fun

Yes I will miss

The ones I hold dear

My love and first kiss

You'll always be held right here."

With the last line, and note, the girl's hand rested on her chest, her head bowed. She looked up at the sound of clapping, coming from her mother. She lightly bowed her head and curtsied.

The child, Alison, looked up, and smirked. Her eyes landed on the audience, and she said with a voice full of mischievousness, "Hello, Lords and Lady Malfoy, Lord Prince, and-" She cut herself short and smiled at professor Sprout, "I'm sorry, but I do not recognize you, or at the least, remember you. If I may, please tell me your name?"

professor Sprout seemed taken aback by the kindness the girl was emanating, and answered with an almost confused voice, "You can call me professor Sprout, I'm sorry for not introducing myself earlier..." The girl smiled. "Do not fret, you are our guest you know."

But before professor Sprout could reply, there was a tentative knock on the door, and a servant stuck their head in. Lord Alphonse demanded to know why the servant did, and the servant said in reply, "The dinner dish is done sir!" And stood there until he told her to leave. He turned towards his Guests, and smiled. "Why don't we go eat and catch up? I actually missed you two a little, believe it or not!" He said with a look in his eyes, that had matched his daughters earlier ones.

[1] Snape's a half blood, his mother was a witch, his father a muggle. Mothers' maiden name was Prince, there for, Lord Prince.

Authors note- I know not alot is happening so far, but I'm trying not to rush, but also trying not to go to slow, please review or PM me and tell me your opinion! Thx, and bye!