The Metamorphous Orphan and Voldemort's Heir

okay so while this is my last chapter for this story :( it's sad ik. but i plan on writing more nextgen fanfics for you guys. read review and enjoy

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns this marvelous world i just would really like to live in it ;)

Epilogue: Easter Break and Family Reunions

Harry stood waiting at Platform nine and three quarters for his Godson and Zyla Malfoy. He scanned the loads of children coming off the Hogwarts Express, looking for a bright blue shock of hair to appear but didn't see one; Harry frowned and scanned the crowd of children again. "Uncle Harry!" a boy with Gryffindor red and Slytherin green hair came bounding up to him. A small girl with dark brown hair with platinum blonde highlights followed a bit less enthusiastically. "Hello Mr. Potter, I'm Zyla Malfoy. Pleasure to meet you sir." She said in a calm cool, slightly higher pitched than Voldemort's, voice. Harry's scar tingled slightly at her presence but he ignored it and held out his hand, "And I you, Miss Malfoy, are you two kiddos ready?" he asked as Zyla shook his hand. The tingling intensified slightly. Teddy nodded his head vigorously and grabbed Zyla's bag, A true Gryffindor he is, Harry thought with a smile as he grabbed Teddy's.

Zyla felt the thing that whispered to her stir as she followed Harry and Teddy to the muggle car. As they loaded the car, Zyla fought to maintain control of the being. Teddy noticed her sudden sullenness, "Zy? Are you feeling well?" Zyla simply nodded in reply and looked out the window, scooting as far away from Harry as she possibly could. Harry watched her movements but didn't comment. He took it as a sign of what he feared would happen, she could possibly be a horcrux, Harry didn't voice these fears because he knew instantly the thought would be shot down and frowned upon by his overseers at the Ministry. Teddy watched his uncle's eyes follow Zyla suspiously in the rearview mirror as they drove to Godric's Hollow in silence. Teddy knew his uncle was thinking something was up, but didn't ask upon it, knowing the answer would be "Nothing to worry about Teddy." It always was. Instead he decided to bring up something he had been thinking about all year, joining the Quidditch team. "Uncle Harry can I join the Quidditch team next year?" Teddy's caramel eyes glowed with hope as he spoke. Harry chuckled, "Why certainly Teddy, we can get you a broom this summer, what position are you looking at?" he asked his emerald eyes alight with excitement and memories from his time on the Gryffindor team. "Well, I kinda small right now. Maybe Chaser or Keeper? I'm too big to play as Seeker, but too small for Beater." Teddy thought a loud. Harry smiled, "Ginny can teach you a few things about Chasers and Uncle Ron can show you a thing or two about Keeping the goals." He offered the first year, "Zyla are you going to play Quidditch?" Harry asked, drawing the Slytherin girl into the conversation. Zyla's ash grey eyes widened at the thought of flying a broom, it wasn't something she was particularly fond of, "No, I'm not a sporty person, I prefer books, writing, drawing. That sort of thing, I guess." She said, feeling as though a disappointment. Harry nodded understanding, Hermione was the same way. "Well that's your preference Zyla, there's nothing wrong with not playing Quidditch." He said in a fatherly tone as though he were settling a dispute between James and Albus about Hogwarts houses. Zyla smiled, no one ever spoke to her with so much compassion and understanding, not even Draco. She liked Mr. Potter, he was the father she would have wanted if she had the choice.

When the trio arrived at the cozy Potter cottage, Zyla got out and was immediately enveloped into a hug by some woman she didn't know, "Welcome Zyla! I'm Ginny Potter, none of that Mrs. Potter business, any friend of Teddy's is a friend of ours, isn't that right Harry?" the woman said in a loud loving, motherly voice, turning to her husband. "Yes, Love, that's right." Harry replied. "Good, now follow me, child, I have your room set up inside. Come along." Ginny was a very pretty woman, she had long flowing red hair, and large warm chocolate brown eyes, and a open and kind face that was covered in a multitude of freckles. She had a tougher build than most women, must be from all those brothers she had, Zyla thought. Ginny was thin and fit but had just enough curve to look healthy.

Inside the cottage there were three small children between the ages of two and five running rampant in the living room, which Zyla thought to be the play room. The oldest boy ran up to her, he had large hazel eyes and messy reddish brown hair and was missing a few front teeth. "Hello! I'm James, I'm….five!" he exclaimed after counting his age out on his hand, "and dats Albus!" he said pointing to a smaller boy with a shaggy mess of raven black hair like his father's and large emerald green eyes, "He's free and a half. And dat over dar is Lily Luna!" he squeaked pointing at a tiny girl with ruby red hair and dark brown eyes, so dark they could be mistaken for black. "And she's two, jus' turned." James crowed happily. Zyla smiled a small smile, "Hello I'm Zyla, Teddy's friend, and I'm eleven." She said in a cool but friendly voice. James' eyes lit up at the mention of Teddy, and ran out of the room to hunt down his best friend. "TEDDY'S HOME!" the small boy shrieked, his siblings quickly (as quickly as a two and three year old could) followed after their brother with excitement. Teddy walked into the cottage only to be yet again trampled by his god siblings. "Teddy Teddy Teddy!" James shrieked excitedly hopping on Teddy's chest with each repeat. "Ooph! Hello James! How are you?" Teddy gasped as the boy kept bouncing on him. Albus clung to his leg as Lily waddled quickly around the trio on the floor, she wanted to see Daddy, not Teddy. "Dada, Dada!" the small girl squealed as Harry squatted down to scoop her up. "Boys! Let Teddy get in first then you have my permission to tackle him as much as you see fit." Harry said with a smile. Albus climbed off the young teen's leg and sprinted up to his father, in turn taking his leg instead. James pouted but got off Teddy and let Teddy get up. James hugged Teddy tightly around the waist, not letting go for a long while. "I'm missed you too, Bud." Teddy said prying the small child from his waist.

Zyla watched as this all took place feeling distinctly out of place among such nice, welcoming people. The Malfoy family was never this loving openly, except for Scorpius, but he didn't know any better. Zyla felt a tinge of sadness as the Potters managed to pry the small children from them with loving smiles and kisses before the children were sent off to take their naps. "Come on Zy, I'll show you to your room." Teddy said grabbing her bag, as he led her up the stairs. Her bedroom was the guest bedroom, it had red and gold walls with a small Gryffindor shield above the headboard, the creature stirred in the back of her mind again. Zyla suppressed a shudder as Teddy set down her bag. "Thanks Teddy, I'm just gonna change and get comfortable." She said in a detached voice as she admired the queen bed with satin blood red sheets. Teddy nodded and left the room. "He knows, you stupid child! He Knows! Kill him quickly….." the voice echoed

Harry shivered slightly as he came down the stairs from tucking Lily in for her nap. He scar seared in pain, he hissed allowed. "Crap!" he said, Ginny came around the corner, "Dear? Harry, what is it, is it your scar again?" she asked her eyes wide with concern. Harry shook his head, eyes closed tightly. "Nothing love, just a headache." He said. Ginny rolled her eyes, "Harry, you can't lie to me that's your scar-pain face." She said exasperated. "It's nothing!" he snapped, Ginny jumped, "it can't be nothing, you're getting angry what's going on?" her voice rising with his. "Okay, yes it is my scar, but Voldemort's dead, so it's nothing." He said.

"When did it start hurting again?"

"Um….a few hours ago"

"And you ignored it I assume."

"You assume correctly."

"When you picked up Teddy and Zyla….." Ginny thought a loud, her brown eyes widening. Harry nodded, not connecting the logic behind the statement. Just then Zyla's bedroom door opened, the girl's eyes were wide with fury, and blood red like her father's. "Harry Potter…..we meet again, only this time you shall be the one that dies!" the girl hissed in Harry's ear, his scar erupted in pain again, throwing Harry backwards onto the stairs. Ginny screamed but was quickly silenced but a silencing charm, "SHUT UP BLOOD TRAITOR!" the girl hissed in Parseltongue. Ginny was knocked off her feet by a disarming charm. "GINNY!" Harry bellowed standing up again, pulling out his wand and pointing it at the eleven year old. "Put the wand down, and I can just get rid of it Zyla." His voice soothing and eerily calm. Zyla fought the monster and tried to obey Harry, but found it hard to take back control. She whimpered and the voice scolded her, "Insolentchild FINISH HIM!" it hissed. "No, I don't…I can't…" she spoke a loud. While Zyla fought for control Harry had disarmed her by pulling the wand out of her hand. He swallowed and pointed his wand at the girl's head, I'm so sorry, he thought as he took aim, "Avada Kadavera!" he bellowed, Zyla fell in to unconsciousness and welcomed the blackness as comfort from her ever raging mind. Harry looked at the girl's unconscious body, and sighed; he scooped up the girl and carried her to her room. Harry wrote a quick letter to Draco explaining what happened to her and why she was in that condition. He brought Ginny to the master bedroom, as he walked down the stairs Teddy stuck his head out his bedroom door, "What happened? I heard yelling and stuff." He asked his uncle in serious voice. "Nothing, Ted, it's been handled….He's gone for good now."

"Who is?"

"An evil man Teddy, he'll never comeback, ever" Teddy gave his god father a look that often reminded Harry so much of Remus Lupin it scared him. "I'm not little, Harry, I'll be twelve soon. Besides I know who, Voldemort is. And what you did." Teddy said in a very mature tone. Harry blinked, chuckled and shook his head, he was tired and shaken. He also needed to process what just happened, and make sure Zyla had woken up. Teddy followed the man into his best friend's room to see her sleeping peacefully on her bed. "She'll be okay." Harry said in a tired voice. Teddy looked up at him then back at the bed, he didn't know what Uncle Harry was talking about but he was sure he'd be told soon enough.

Zyla woke to a very curious three year old staring at her, "Daddy says it's time for dinner, come on, come on!" Albus said pulling on her arm, wanting to go eat. Zyla laughed and got up, "I'm coming Albus, go ahead." She said and stretched as Albus ran from the room and down the stairs. I'm gonna be so much happier nowshe thought breathing a sigh of happiness. The weight had been lifted off her sholders.

*4 months later*

Zyla walked boldly into the Malfoy Manor not turning back, this was her home and she was going to live in it. Just then she heard her name be called and turned to see her best friend sprint up to her, "Don't forget to write, be good and I'll see you next year." Teddy said quickly with a wink. "But seriously though Zy, I'll miss you, write me everyday okay?" Teddy's army green eyes (today) sparkled in the sunlight with a feeling of deep hope that she would write him. "Yes Ted, I'll write you, I promise." She said with a sneaky smile. "Seriously?" Teddy's voice indicated annoyance. "Seriously Teddy, I'll miss you too." She hugged him tightly; she felt so safe right there, not wanting to see her foster father and blood mother just yet, not without him. They had survived so much together this last year, she didn't want to see Teddy go, not yet.

Teddy hugged her just as tightly feeling the same way, why did saying goodbye be so hard? He wondered reluctantly letting go of her, "See you next year." He said then turned and sprinted for the little Mitsubishi that Harry often drove when he wasn't taking many children with him. Zyla watched him leave, until they disappeared down the street. "You can do this Zyla. He can't hurt you!" she muttered to herself as she strolled like a Malfoy through the grand black double doors. "Mum! Dad! I'm home!" she yelled as she entered the foyer. Lucius came down the stairs quickly, Narcissa followed with a little more dignity, but excited all the same. Lucius pulled her into a tight hug, he had sent her a heartfelt apology letter begging her to come home, saying that he had realized his mistake and rash actions towards her. Zyla hugged him back gratefully." He obviously still loves you like his own. I know for a fact Draco does and I would too, given the circumstances you're a marvelous girl Zyla Malfoy. We are lucky to have met you and saved your life from that horrible magic that had captured you for so long. Go home, Sweetie, your parents miss you." Harry had said to her, the quote still rang in her head as she clung to her father and cried; never feeling so loved her life. Narcissa cried as well loving the sight of her only daughter and husband showing compassion for each other.

The End