A/N: Hey guys. I wanted to tell you something that dawned on me while I was writing a few days ago. I was sitting here, on my laptop, listening to the playlist on my iPod that I created to give me inspiration while writing this story. Anyway, as I was writing, it hit me like a train. Harry Potter finished this year. I knew it, but it didn't fully hit me until a few days ago. And guess what happened? I cried. I just cried. I can't wait for the Deathly Hallows Part 2 to come out, but it's going to make me so, so, so sad! And while I was crying, the sad songs in my playlist were playing and it just made me more sad then I already was.

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Anyways, after this very long Author's Note I expect you'd be wanting to read this chapter...I'll leave you to it!

Disclaimer: I only own the plot! And Isabel Snape! There are many things I wish I could own in Harry Potter, such as Draco Malfoy, Bellatrix's wand, Narcissa's wand, Hermione's wand, Hedwig, Tonks' broomstick...and this list would go on for way too long if I kept going, but I don't own those things. Dammit. Anyway, I own nothing but the plot and Isabel Snape!


The weeks had past by quickly. Nothing exciting has been happening exactly. I had my 18th birthday, but I don't make big deals of birthdays really. I've been spending time with Tonks (what a surprise). Tonks' Auror training had been going well, but she thinks that she's failing. Probably because she's so clumsy. I had also been spending time with Lupin. He's been quite helpful to me.

Flashback

"Do you even know what you're doing" I laughed as Remus tried to draw a picture.

"This is more difficult than I first thought" he said, laughing.

"Do you know any students?" I asked Remus. He nodded.

"Five" he replied. I tried not to giggle.

"How many do you know?" he asked.

"I was at school when they were, Remus. I think I know most of them. Who are the three you know?"

"Ronald Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter. Well, I don't know who they are, but I knew their parents" he said.

"You knew James and Lily Potter?" I asked.

"They were two of my best friends. How do you know about James and Lily?"

"I know Harry. We're friends. I crashed into him on the way to the library once, and we've been friends ever since."

"Right" Remus said to himself.

"Anyway, we had better get back on task, or Dumbledore is going to be wondering whats going on with his students marks in Defence Against the Dark Arts" I told him. Remus smiles warmly and nodded. I snatched the drawing he made off him and tore it up.

"It was just really bad" I laughed.

"By the way, Happy Birthday" Remus said, handing me a black and silver box.

End of Flashback


I sat at my desk, planning for the few lessons Remus would let me teach. My door swung open and there was Father.

"Hi, Dad" I said. He handed me a letter with my name on it.

"Marieke arrived a few moments ago with it. I assume it's from your sister" he told me. I shook my head as I looked at the handwriting.

"It's not Fleur's writing" I said. Father looked alarmed as I turned the envelope over. I gasped as I read the back of the envelope.

"Who's it from?" Father asked. I cleared my throat and looked at him, also alarmed.

"Lucius Malfoy" I whispered. I opened the letter and cleared my throat once more. Father walked to my bed and sat down.

"Miss Snape,

I would like to invite you to my house tonight for dinner, so we can talk about Draco's academic progress. I would also like to talk to you about your own studies at Hogwarts as well.

I hope you will accept my invitation. Please be here at the Malfoy Manor at 7pm. No later.

Sincerely,

Lucius Malfoy"

I looked at Father and started to breathe rapidly.

"I will accompany you tonight" Father said, trying to calm me down.

"No. It says me, just me."

"I do not feel comfortable with this" Father told me.

"Look at me, Dad! Do you think I am comfortable with this? But if I don't go he might think something of us. I am strong enough and I am smart enough. I can do this."

"If you insist -"

"I'll be fine, Dad" I said. Father looked down, his dark eyes worried, but then nodded.

"I trust you" he whispered. I looked at my watch and was startled.

"Merlins Beard! It's five o'clock! I have to get ready" I cried. Father stood up and left my room, muttering something to himself while walking out.


It was 6:55pm and I was all ready. I was wearing the usual black dress and black blazer. My makeup was dark, yet sophisticated. My eyes were dark and my lips were as red as a rose. My black, straight hair was out, and I actually thought I looked quite nice. I was going to show Lucius Malfoy that I was not to be pushed around.

"I'll be fine" I told Dad, patting his hand. He nodded as he looked me up and down.

"You look very...nice" he said.

"Thanks for trying. I should be going" I replied. I stepped into the giant fireplace and took my floo powder.

"Malfoy Manor" I said before leaving my home, and leaving my dad.


I arrived at the Malfoy Manor in a dark room. It was cold and eery.

"Lumos" I said as the tip of my wand turned into a light. My appearance had been very altered by the floo network, so I had to fix my hair and dust off my clothes. I walked to the door and opened it. I flicked my wand to put the light out. I was now in a long corridor, and it wasn't so dark, but still quite eery. I walked through the corridor, looking at all the paintings while doing so. I reached the end of the corridor and stood in the middle of a staircase. A very long staircase. I walked down the stairs, still trying to find at least one person to tell me where I was.

"Ah, Miss Snape. Welcome" A man's voice said from behind me. I turned around to see Lucius standing over me.

"Mr. Malfoy" I said, giving a slight nod.

"I see you lost your way. Come with me" he said, walking down the stairs. I followed him, feeling scared. We walked through the hall of the Malfoy Manor together and he was smirking.

"How do you like my house?"

"It's quite...large..." I said. He laughed and pointed to portrait's lining the halls.

"All apart of the Malfoy family" he said. I looked at the portrait's. They all had the blonde hair, the pale skin...the Malfoy gene's were quite strong.

"All in Slytherin" he added.

"Slytherin means an awful lot to you" I said, looking up at the face of the tall man. He nodded, stopped and turned towards me.

"Does Slytherin mean a lot to you?" He asked, "i'd hope so, seeing as your Father was in that house, and that you spent many years at Hogwarts in that house..."

"It does mean a lot to me, but - "

"I can see it, Miss Snape. You are a true Slytherin. You're clever, cunning and might I say, you are a beautiful woman." I raised my eyebrows and Lucius' smirk grew. He turned the other way and continued to walk down the long hall. We reached what was obviously the dining room. I sat down in the middle of the table on one side, and he sat opposite me. Dinner was already served, and it looked like quite an expensive meal of that.

"Where is your wife and son?" I asked.

"Visiting a family member" he replied.

"You're wife is a beautiful woman. I find it quite hard to believe she is of the House of Black" I told him. He took his wine glass, sipped slowly, put it down and looked me in the eye.

"You know of Narcissa?"

"I know of Narcissa, and Bellatrix...and Andromeda."

"Who is Andromeda?"

"Andromeda Tonks, formerly Andromeda Black, the sister of your wife" I said. His expression was one of shock. Obviously, he thought I was just another one of those dumb girls to come out of Slytherin that only cared about the last name of a person.

"I don't know who you're talking about" Lucius muttered. I leaned forward.

"I know about Narcissa, Bellatrix, Andromeda, Sirius and Regulus" I whispered. He seemed to be growing more angry by the minute.

"Andromeda is no Black. A blood traitor for all I care. And as for Sirius..." Lucius snapped. He sat back in his chair and took deep breaths. I sipped my wine and tried not to laugh at how pathetic Lucius seemed in situations like that.

"Well, what was it about your son that you wanted to talk to me about?" I enquired, changing the subject. Lucius looked as if he was going to explode a few seconds earlier. Changing the subject would be a wise thing to do if I was going to last in this frightening house.

"I wasn't so sure if he was getting treated well at school, by his Professors..."

"Draco is treated the same as any other student in the school, Mr. Malfoy. I was treated the same as any student by my Father while I was there. If he was punished, he was punished because he did something wrong. Just like someone in Gryffindor, such as Harry Potter would be punished if he did something wrong."

"How is his academic progress?"

"Draco is a very capable student, Mr. Malfoy. He is very bright and he knows what he's doing. I feel as though sometimes your son gets distracted, as if other things are crossing his mind. Such as when I was tutoring him, he'd zone out sometimes, as if he were in another world." I started to eat and Lucius did the same, but kept his eyes on me. I felt so uncomfortable. It was like I needed to have my hand touching my wand at all times.

"And how were your studies at Hogwarts?" Lucius asked. I felt nervous as the subject suddenly changed to me. Lucius Malfoy wanted to talk about me. This couldn't end up well.

"I did very well, Mr. Malfoy. I did what was expected of me. Father wanted excellent academic results and I achieved it."

"Draco tells me you were excellent at Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"It's in the genes, Mr. Malfoy. Father was great at both subjects, and I am too."

"Call me Lucius, please. I insist." I coughed and took a sip of water.

"Of course...Lucius." I looked down at my plate and took a bite out of a peculiar looking piece of meat.

"And what to you prefer out of the two?" he asked, going back to the Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts topic. I swallowed the food I was eating and looked up.

"I enjoy Defence Against the Dark Arts. I enjoy Potions, but that is more of a...creativity thing for me" I replied.

"I believe Draco enjoys that subject, too." Lucius shifted in his seat and took a sip of wine out of his very elegant wine glass. He put the glass down and I began to look very closely at it. The bottom of the glass was was detailed with a snake. Lucius caught me and cleared his throat.

"Do you like it? These glasses were passed down through my family" he said, picking it up and smirking that arrogant looking smirk of his.

"The snake...what does it represent?" I asked.

"My family has been in Slytherin for generations. Snakes have been, well, let's say a symbol for us. How did you find Slytherin? I know that us Slytherin's haven't had the greatest of reputations."

"Slytherin was good to me. It suited me well. I knew what I wanted and I did all in my power to achieve it. And obviously I took after Father. I believe that some Slytherins are just judged by the house we are put in." Lucius smirked and laughed under his breath.

"That is one of the most truthful things I have heard a Slytherin say about our house" he laughed. Lucius took out his wand and smiled.

"Let's change the subject of conversation shall we?" he said, passing me his wand.

"What is it?" I enquired.

"Elm, 16 Inches. Dragon Heartstring" he replied. I took my wand out and gave it to him. I usually wouldn't do that, but I had his wand so I wouldn't think he'd go shooting any curses at me.

"And what might yours be?"

"Hawthorn, 11 Inches. Dragon Heartstring." Lucius let out a small laugh. He looked up and passed my wand back over. I then passed his back..

"We both have Dragon Heartstring cores. How...interesting. And Draco's wand is Hawthorn" he whispered, seemingly to himself. I raised my eyebrows and put my wand away. Lucius and I finished our meals and he stood up.

"Come. I'd like to show you something. I think you will like it" he said calmly. I stood up slowly as he turned his back and began to walk to the door. I followed him, but with caution. We made our way down the stairs and he flicked his wand to open a door. Inside the door was a grand room with high shelves, full of books. There were a four seats and two tables.

"This is my library" he told me. He invited me in and I walked in.

"So many books" I whispered to myself. I swear I heard Lucius laugh under his breath. Lucius walked and sat down in one the chairs. I sat down in the chair opposite him.

"It's quite a collection" I said, looking around at the books.

"Reading is extraordinarily useful to me. It's quite calming, in that sense."

"Quite" I mumbled.

"There are a lot of books about history. It's my favourite thing to read about..."

"History? What sort of history?" I asked.

"Magical history, of course. All of these books," he said, pointing to a certain shelf, "were passed down through my family."

"How many generations have they been passed down through?"

"Many. I don't know the exact number" Lucius laughed, "and one day, they'll be passed down to Draco."

"I didn't think of Draco as the reading type" I mumbled. Lucius passed me a book off one of the shelves.

"It's a photo album" he said. I looked through the photo's, and one stood out. One of Lucius, Narcissa and Draco. Draco was a baby, and Narcissa and Lucius actually looked in love at that time. I kept looking through other photos of Lucius when he was younger, Draco as a boy and Narcissa and her sister Bellatrix.

"What is this?" I suddenly asked him. Lucius looked shocked that I even had a voice, let alone that I spoke to him like that.

"What is what?"

"Inviting me to dinner? Showing me your library? Not to mention letting me hold your wand and showing me your family album."

"I wanted to talk about things, seeing as you'd be teaching Draco and you had been teaching Draco..."

"You wanted to gain my trust?" I asked, standing up, prompting Lucius to stand up shortly after.

"Trust is a marvelous thing. It can also be underrated."

"Did you want to gain my trust?" I demanded.

"What is it to you?" he enquired, moving closer to me.

"I don't just give anyone trust. They have to earn it" I said. Lucius moved closer and closer, and soon enough, he was standing over me.

"And what have I done to show you that you cannot trust me?" he whispered, touching my cheek with his hand. His hand was cold on my pale face. I froze as he moved his other hand down the side of my body. I pulled out my wand and stepped back. I pointed it right at him, and he didn't move. He put his hands up, like he was surrendering.

"Now, now. Play nice."

"I may be only 18 years old and I may be a woman but I am not someone you can mess around with. I am not some sort of toy" I said, disgusted.

"I said, what did I do to show you that you cannot trust me?"

"You just tried to...this evening is over. Goodnight, Mr. Malfoy" I snapped, storming to the fireplace in the room, taking the floo powder next to it.

"Miss Snape...Isabel..." he called after me.

"Snape Residence" I said clearly and quickly, so he wouldn't catch me.


I arrived back home to see Father frantically pacing around the room.

"Isabel! It's been hours!" He said, walking over to me. I dusted myself off and looked at the time.

"Sorry, Dad" I replied.

"Was everything alright?" he asked. I wanted to tell him what happened, but I couldn't. Not now.

"Everything was fine. Mr. Malfoy was a very welcoming host" I told him. 'More than welcoming, Isabel, that's for sure' I thought. Father pursed his lips and turned his back to me.

"I am glad that you are alright" Father said before walking off.


A/N: Lucius is so evil! Why do you think he wanted to know all of those things about Isabel? And do you think Severus will find out what Lucius attempted to do?

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