Authors notes: First I would like to apologize to those who reviewed my story. I know I promised that I would send a preview of the next chapter. But I didn't! My excuse is I had finals and that was a priority. In fact this could have been posted 4 days earlier but I didn't post it because of finals. Now to make up for that fact I give you a decent sized chapter. Second this is for the readers that have read the original story. When going through this you might realize this is a combination of two chapters. I came around in doing it this was solely because chapter 4 and 5 were respectively short. Now onto the reviews.

Luiz4200: I believe you read the original draft and the original draft didn't have a phoenix feather. Please read this chapter extremely closely as it is the most important.

Random24-7Hehe I love cliffhangers and most of my stories end with cliffhangers

Dragons123d: Didn't you know I cast a spell on you so you couldn't reveal my secrets. I know I am evil lol

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Harry looked murderously at the wand as Ginny Potter entered the wand shop. She could sense the tension in the air and asked "Harry, is everything alright?"

Harry momentarily looked at his wife, contemplating on what to say but said, "Dear, I will explain everything later, but right now can you take our kids somewhere else? Ollivander and I have some things to discuss about Samantha wand."

Ginny curiously looked at her husband but saw the seriousness in his face. So she turned to her children "Albus, James, Lily, come on, lets give Samantha some privacy."

Both the boys groaned and said "But mum, Ollivander claims he can choose a wand in three tries and we wanted to see it."

Ginny looked sternly at the two boys smiling mischievously "If you two want to go to Uncle George's shop you will come this instant." Albus and James couldn't believe their luck. Usually their mum didn't like the joke supplies and got absolutely furious when George would sneak them into there house, but now their mum was voluntarily letting them go into the joke shop. The two boys looked at each other with wide eyes and ran out of the store. Ginny shook her head and looked at Harry and cocked her eyebrow "I am going to regret this and you, mister, are going to make it up."

Harry let out a chuckle as Ginny walked out side. Outside of the wand shop, the Malfoy family were just about to apparate when they saw Mrs. Potter and her three children leave the wand shop.

Lucius whispered "How interesting that Mr. Potter decides not to accompany his children and instead is more interested in the mudblood." Lucius looked at his son and said "Draco, take Scorpius back to the Manor. He is not to leave his room."

Draco looked down at his son as he saw tears going down his eyes, and turned to his father "Father I don't believe this warrants a punishment. He simply didn't-"

Lucius whispered in a malicious voice "Do as you are told unless you want Scorpius and Astoria's punishment to be more severe than it already it is." Draco looked defeated and took his son away. As they disappeared into thin air, Lucius went towards the wand shop and tried to listen in.

Harry looked curiously at Ollivander as he tried to speak but held up his hand and cast the muffliato charm. Once up he turned to Ollivander "Now, would you care to explain to me how you got that wand in your possession because I put it in Dumbledore's Tomb after the final battle of Hogwarts."

Dudley looked at Harry in confusion but didn't interrupt. Ollivander looked directly at Harry "I hope you are not trying to accuse me of defiling Dumbledore's grave like that."

Harry in a low and serious voice said "Then explain to me how that wand came into your possession!"

Ollivander started to pale up before regaining his composure as he finally spoke "Harry, my grandfather retired around three years ago, and before retiring, he made a wand similar to the elder wand."

Harry looked confused "The elder wand was made by death himself."

Ollivander let out a chuckle "Mr. Potter, an intelligent man like you possibly cannot believe that story. The story of death making an invisibility cloak, an undefeatable wand, and the resurrection stone is ludicrous. As you know the wand itself is made of Elder Wood. This is a very rare wood material and very tricky to master. If a wand chose a master, he or she is a very talented and superior witch. Now it also has a thestral tail-hair and it was also used in the original elder wand." It looked like Harry was about to interrupt but Ollivander stopped him "Mr. Potter, please let me finish and I would advise you to strengthen your spell. It looks like someone is trying to break the spell you cast." Harry sighed and recast the spell and let Ollivander continue.

"Now I know you are thinking of the old superstition, "the elder wand, never prospers," and that its basis in the fear of the wand, but in fact the superstition is entirely baseless. The truth of the fact is that only a highly unusual person will find their perfect match in this specific wand, and on the rare occasion when such a pairing occurs it may be taken as certain that the witch or wizard in question is marked out for a special destiny. My grandfather confirmed this when he did his long study in wand material.".

Harry still had his doubts but Ollivander spoke "Mr. Potter, I understand your concern, but if she is destined for the elder wand, no other wand will chose her. I can personally guarantee you that." Harry looked defeated; not able to come up with any more arguments, he gave Samantha a nod.

At this, Samantha curiously took the wand and waved it. All of a sudden, hundreds of sparks erupted from her wand and Samantha looked up excited and said "Uncle Harry, I have been marked for a special destiny!"

Harry looked at her with concern and Dudley spoke "Harry, will she be safe with this wand? You said the wand never prospers."

Harry bent down and said "Samantha, dear, please don't tell anyone about your wand being special. If it got out that you had such a wand..." Samantha looked at Harry and nodded in understanding the severity of the situation.

Outside of the store, Lucius Malfoy looked furious. He was desperately trying to listen in. Unfortunately, meddlesome Potter had stopped him from eavesdropping. He saw Harry coming through the door and he hid in a dark corner as Harry, the mudblood and the muggles left the shop. He eyed the little girl, trying desperately to remember her name. Nothing came. Frustrated, he was about to turn away when all of a sudden he noticed the wand that the girl was twirling carelessly through her fingers. He had seen a similar wand before, but couldn't remember where he saw it. He could always torture it out of the person who sold the wand, but it was too dangerous. The idiot Potter was keeping tabs on him and he couldn't risk coming out of the radar just yet. Lucius finally pointed his wand to his head and extracted the memory from his mind. He then took out the Malfoy family pensive and stored the memory in there. He would have to carefully look through this memory to figure out what was going on, but now he had to deal with his family.

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Malfoy Manor looked as pristine as ever, its pitch-black, wrought iron gates standing elegantly in front of them. The hedges that lined the gravel driveway were as lush and green as they normally were, and Scorpius even spotted some of the albino peacocks that frequented their residence. The house itself still bore its aura of regality, the mere sight of it a sign of the noble family that had lived insides its walls for decades.

As Scorpius made his way towards the gates, Draco put a comforting hand on his shoulder, and Astoria opened the gates.

Draco looked at his wife, Astoria, lovingly as he greeted her. She looked at Draco and whispered "Lucius is waiting impatiently for you two."

Draco sighed.

"I know," he said in an undertone, "I'd hoped to get Scorpius some ice cream before making him face his grandfather."

Astoria nodded in understanding and started to walk back to the manor.

Draco looked down at Scorpius.

"Let's go in, son," he said quietly, restring his hand on the child's back. Scorpius nodded glumly, and the three Malfoys made their way to the front door.

As soon as Scorpius crossed the threshold into the Malfoy Manor, he felt as if a million eyes had suddenly trained in on him, watching his every move. His muscles tensed, his shoulders stiffening. He sensed a similar reaction from his father as he walked in behind him and shut the door with a soft thud.

Astoria called from the study next to the entrance "Scorpius dear, we'll have dinner in about half an hour, and you can go to your room and wash up."

Scorpius felt that his mum was trying to delay the inevitable but seeing as Scorpius wanted to avoid his grandfather for as long as possible he replied "yes mum," and marched up the stairs.

His room was much the same as he had left it.

Flopping down on the mattress, Scorpius let exhaustion overcome him. Most students dreaded to be away from home and their loved ones. Scorpius, on the other hand, was extremely...happy. The thought of being away from his grandfather filled him with joy.

Glancing around the room, he realized the various portraits of Malfoys and other prestigious wizards were all watching him. Following him, even spying on him and reporting his every move to Lucius Malfoy.

Thankfully, Lucius didn't live with them. He and Narcissa had moved to a smaller mansion. Scorpius knew his Grandfather never approved of his mother but Narcissa made an effort to get to know her, and eventually considered her as her own daughter.

"Scorpius!" Came a shout from downstairs, shaking him from his thoughts. His mother.

Surprised that half an hour had already passed, Scorpius raced to the bathroom and washed his hands and face before bolting down the stairs and around the corner to the dining room.

His parents were seated at the far end of the long table that was made of dark mahogany. Scorpius slowed upon entering the room and walked calmly towards them. He watched his parents talk to one another, their heads bowed closely together. Despite Scorpius's grandfather problem, his parents definitely loved each other. A smile crept up his face as he slid into one of the tall, regal looking chairs.

"Moppy!" Astoria called into the next room, beckoning for their elf to bring them food. The old looking elf emerged, bearing a tray of roasted duck. Scorpius's mouth watered at the sight, hungrily eyeing their food as Moppy set it down between the three of them .

"Thank you, Moppy" Draco said, nodding at the elf. The elf gave a slight bow, dipping her head respectively.

Astoria then asked "So Scorpius, tell me about your trip to Diagon Alley."

Scorpius's eyes brightened up and he started to tell him mother about his trip and finally he came to the part about the muggle witch born but stopped, because right then Lucius Malfoy strode in with Narcissa right behind him.

"Scorpius" Lucius said, his voice sickeningly sweet, "How good to see you're enjoying a fine mea!" One look into his icy gaze, and Scorpius felt the terror take up residence in his stomach.

"Grandfather and Grandmother" Scorpius acknowledged, bowing his head in respect of the powerful wizard before him

"I hope you enjoyed your time in Diagon Alley." Scorpius wished with all his might that Lucius would stop using such grating tone. He could feel the rage, the vehemence behind the voice. He could see it in those grey eyes that bored into the very depth of this soul.

"I-I did," Scorpius replied, not knowing what else to say. He immediately regretted it, mentally scolding himself for being so bloody stupid.

Lucius's eyes widened at the confession, the grabbed him by the collar and practically dragged him into the study off of the entrance hallway. Scorpius whimpered slightly as Lucius slammed his much smaller frame against the back wall of the dark room and pulled out his wand with his free hand. He heard voices from the entrance hall as his parents and grandmother frantically tried to rush towards Scorpius.

"You're the most pathetic excuse for a Malfoy I have ever seen." Lucius hissed, his face contorted into an enraged scowl. "Even more so than your father and believe me, he was pathetic."

"Father?" Scorpius peered under Lucius's raised arm and saw his parents and grandmother standing in the doorway, horror painted across their faces.

"You've raised quite a boy, Draco." Lucius sneered, releasing Scorpius's collar but still keeping him pinned against the wall. "You must be so proud, knowing you've raised the boy who will bring nothing but shame and ruin on this family." Lucius said the words so viciously Scorpius almost felt as if they were knives tearing into his flesh.

"Please, just…" Draco swallowed. The fear on his face grew with second. "Just let him be."

"Leave him be?" Lucius repeated, chuckling lightly, though no humor resounded in it, "If I let him be, he will disgrace us, Draco. Is that what you want?" Draco opened his mouth but he couldn't find the right words. "Is that what you want?" shouted Lucius, his eyes wide in rage.

Scorpius at that point realized that this was no angry man or just a man with a grudge. This was the ravings of a man hell-bent on saving his family, no matter what that entitled.

This was a mad man. A lunatic. A man so obsessed it had driven him over the edge. Scorpius felt a wave of terror wash over him. Hazily, he wondered how much harm his grandfather was willing to do. Then again, did he really want to find out the answer to that question

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Narcissa tried to speak up "Lucius, please calm down. He is only a boy," but one stare from her husband she became quite. But it was Scorpius mother who spoke up "Lucius, leave Scorpius out of this." Scorpius couldn't help but feel impressed at his mother's courage. No one stood up to Lucius.

"Do not speak to me as if you were part of this family, you witless woman." Lucius snarled, his eyes wide in fury.

"I am your daughter-in-law, Lucius. I am part of this family, whether you approve of it or-"

Astoria never finished, Lucius flicked his wand effortlessly in a wave like motion, muttering "Crucio!" under his breath. Scorpius watched in horror as his mother screamed in pain.

"You bastard!" Draco roared, drawing his wand and leaping forward.

"Do you wish the same punishment as your medaling wife?" Lucius responded nonchalantly. Draco continued to walk toward his father.

"Or perhaps your pathetic son would enjoy it." Draco skidded to a holt as Lucius turned his wand towards Scorpius. Scorpius gulped nervously, sweat rolling down his forehead as the tip of Lucius's wand pointed straight at his chest.

Fear and terror once again etched themselves onto Draco's face as he stared in between his father and son. After a moment's deliberation, he lowered his wand. Lucius followed suite.

"Wise choice," he smirked. "Now I suggest you go look after your wife." Lucius swirled around so he was once again facing Scorpius. "As for you…if you ever do anything to dishonor this family, you will receive a punishment so horrific, you will wish you never had been born. Do you understand?"

The words were spoken quietly, yet with a deadly force behind them. Scorpius stared up into the iron grey eyes of his grandfather and knew he was serious. His heart pounded in his chest as terror overcame him.

"I-I understand." Stammered Scorpius.

Lucius nodded and the said "Good!"

Lucius asked "What was that disgusting girl's name you were talking to in the bookstore?"

Scorpius looked at his grandfather and said "I don't know."

Lucius frowned "well no matter. At Hogwarts keep an eye on her, and report anything suspicious."

Scorpius said "Yes, Grandfather."

Lucius smirked.

"There's a good boy."

For a moment, Scorpius thought that his grandfather was going to back away, but the smirk remained fixed on Lucius' face.

"Now. Let this remind you that there are consequences to fraternizing with mudbloods."

He raised his wand high into the air:

"CRUCIO!"