Thanks for the reviews! They were a great help, here are some of the changes I've decided to make to the sequel:

1) Start in the summer before fourth year.

2) The twins' names will be changed to Alex and Nora.

3) Takara will be a fourth school, so that will mean five champions.

This is the longest chapter yet, enjoy.

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter and everything recognisable is not mine.

Chapter 21 Familiar Childishness, Shay And Frost.

Now that CATS have finished and the school acceptance letters were answered, this few weeks left of the summer was haven for the children, they had nothing more to do than to cause trouble, play games and hang out with their friends. For any normal children that is. Harry should be happy, he got into one of the top schools in Europe, he had just received a top racing broom, professional standard. And he has a whole Lair full of unsuspecting Deatheaters to prank. The black haired boy however, was right now in his chambers sulking.

The boy lifted his head up from the book he was reading when his father came in the room. He sat up and looked behind his father for another face and when there was none, he went back to the world of moodiness.

"What brought this on Harry? Shouldn't you be outside doing Merlin knows what instead of locked up in your room. Are you reading a book?" Tom lifted his eyebrows up at the sight of the thick dusty book. "You are not ill are you?" he asked teasingly. Harry shot his father an irritated glare but dropped it once he met his father's red eyes.

"I do read you know, just not as often as the blond git that used to come here!" Harry said in a huff, very childishly as Tom observed.

"So your moodiness is about a blond git is it?" Tom mused, hiding his laugh. Although Harry and Draco established themselves as best friends, they had more fights and childish tantrums than any other friends Tom had seen in his life. "What did this blond git do this time?"

"Do you see him around?" Harry sulked again.

"No."

"Exactly! Its summer!" As if that cleared things up.

"Harry you cannot expect Draco to be here anytime you want, he has his own life too you know." Just as the boy opened his mouth to retaliate Tom cut him off. "I know you are a big part of his life, being his friend but his got other responsibilities. His father for one expect him to manage his own account which isn't easy. He is also competing for a place in Snape's apprenticeships."

"I know all that, but he is not doing any of those things! His friends invited him out for a holiday and he accepted! Without telling me! He was suppose to come here for the weekend, but now he is somewhere in Africa chasing giraffes!" Harry brought his hands up to cover his face and mumbled out the last part. Now Tom understood why his son was in such a bad mood.

"I agree he should have told you first before he went with other friends but did he agree to come here for a weekend?" Harry thought about it then reluctantly shook his head. "I thought so. Harry, you can't just take his time for granted, one day you will have your own followers, and when that time comes you will have to accommodate and schedule raids or meetings according to your follower's free times. I've finished my work for the day and I'd like to call Lucius over, but I know he is having a conference in Paris, I know he'll come if I did call but I can't just expect him to stop his life every time I wanted a chat. Do you get the picture?"

Harry nodded and ran his hands through his wild hair, an action, which meant he knew he was wrong but didn't want to admit it. "I'll go find him when he comes back then." Tom nodded in agreement.

"If you'd like to get to know the children I could arrange an outing for you…" Harry smiled at this, although the black haired boy showed power and confidence everyday in front of others, he like any other boy his age about to go to another school was worried about friends and if others will accept him. Harry knew who the Deatheater children are, after all his father made him memorize details of all outer circle and above for future references, but he has spent little time with any other children apart form his sister and Draco Malfoy, just the odd functions the Malfoys had, to be truthful Harry didn't have a lot of friends.

Tom thought friends from an early age will make him too soft, and in order to command and be a leader Harry will have to act like a leader not a friend to his followers. Another thing was, when Harry and Draco were younger they sometimes let slip of Harry and Ana's real names in public. Tom didn't want any one else know Harry and Ana used to be Potters, and hence preferred his son and daughter to have minimum contact with others.

Now, however, both of his children have grown up and they wanted more friends to spend time with and socialise. Tom, although reluctant at first, he now allow them to socialise as much as they wanted, every one they met know them as Alex and Nora Lestrange, their real names were hardly used anymore, just times like these, when one of them needed comfort or a good telling off. Their well-practiced Occumency protected them from curious adults, and Tom trusted his heir to behave in a manner fit for his standing in the Dark Order.

Great Hall, Slytherin Lair

Tom stood on an impressive raised podium as his Deatheaters began to fill the ridiculously large room designed purely for assembling an army. His Inner circles stood on either side of him going down the steps, with the elites standing the nearest. He wanted to give his son a surprise so he called all inner and outer circles to this meeting. As the last of the black robed men came through the door the large door clicked shut, all the people in the room only took up about a twentieth of the floor space, but then again this was only a small proportion of the Dark Order.

In the last seven years Tom had less and less raids, he put his efforts into gathering and training followers, although the rumours said Tom was weakened by the attack on Andrew the reality was the opposite. His army was larger than ever, however, by not going on raids Tom gave the Light Order time to recruit and rebuilt their defence group too. Tom knew he could not wait much longer for the second war as the Order of the Phoenix is growing stronger every year. Tom's focus today however was not on the war, he wanted to give his son a final present before he went to Hogwarts, and he has just the cover up story for it.

"Welcome to this meeting, today's topic has never been discussed, however I feel it is time for us to focus on the future. Nearly each of you have now had a son or daughter, or more than one, I feel it is time for your children to get to know each other, although most of the children have contact in Hogwarts, their age gaps or houses could have separated what would have been a brilliant team. This also gives them a chance to meet new people if they went to another school. I'd like your children to get to know each other better in a gathering of sorts before September the first, I think one week should be sufficient enough."

"Yes My Lord." Came the well rehearsed reply, if this was just with his elites there would have been a discussion, with his inner and outer circles however this was dictatorship.

"Good. Any ideas of where they should go?" Tom asked in general, they can always come here to spend the week but Tom rather not, there were enough trouble with only Harry, Ana and Draco, he didn't want to imagine what the Lair would look like after thirty odd children spent a week here. At the blank sight in front of him, he mentally rolled his eyes. Even if they did know a place, his outer circles would not have said because they wanted the minimum amount of trouble. "I will sent you letters to inform you and your children when and where the gathering will take place, I expect every eleven to seventeen years old there, understood."

"Yes my Lord." Tom nearly did roll his eyes at this, but stopped at the last second. "Dismissed." As the inner and Otter circles popped out and only the elites were left Tom lead out of the room through the back door in to a more comfortable sitting room.

"What brought this on Tom?" Evan Greengrass questioned he would have liked to spend more time with his daughter before she went to Hogwarts for the first time but if Tom insisted they go to this gathering then he had to part with Daphne, and her mother won't be impressed. Lucius on the other couch was think along the same lines.

"This is my gift to Harry, the last gift before he goes of to Hogwarts, I just thought it was a good idea for him to get to know a few class mates, makes his life easier in school. Just this morning he was complaining how Draco knew so many more people than him and so on, so I thought the timing was right and why not have the children get to know each other, after all most of them will one day work together. Oh, and Lucius, you better tell Draco to be careful when he comes back from which ever holiday he is on, because the last time I checked Harry is very mad for being ignored." Lucius just shook his head, it was well know for Harry and Draco to fight because of the simplest things, but they still counted on each other at times of need, even if they were in the middle of a fight.

"Draco isn't on a holiday as Harry put it, he is going to Kenya with Severus for a few days to look for a rare carcass. Severus cannot decide between eight or nine of the students applied for the apprenticeship position so he is taking each of them out for a few days to test their abilities, they don't know though, Draco thought his Godfather just wanted to spend some time with him, Severus will get his when my son find out his alter-reasons." Lucius smirked at the mental image of the widely feared Potions master Severus Snape bellowed at by a small blond boy.

"So do you have any idea where I can hold this thing?" Tom asked almost desperately, but of course Dark Lords don't do desperate. All his elites shook their heads in negative. Lucius smirked at Tom's expression.

"You invited them Tom, you can have the thirty odd children here, won't that be fun." Tom really wanted to shoot the blond with a Crucio at that moment, and wipe that irritating smirk off his face.

Draco stomped out of the heir's quarters in a bad mood after the dreadful conversation he just had with Harry, and people thought he was spoilt! Harry was much worse, now because of him the blond felt a headache approaching. The few days he stayed with his Godfather was great, and he came back in high sprits and headed straight for his best friend to share his adventures, but no, the git had to be difficult! Draco huffed again at Harry's childishness.

After two flight of stairs and a few turns in the large spectacular labyrinth of a castle, the blond finally saw someone else hanging around the place, everyone here dressed in black, it was the unconscious decision for their 'uniform'. Draco although he was allowed to wear others, after few days with his Godfather he began to appreciate black clothing for brewing potions, accidents and spillages seemed to be attracted to all other clothes, especially light coloured ones. His black cloak flew backwards with his every step, a trick he learnt from Sev, and his dragon hide boots making no sound on the marble floor.

Through another heavy set of silver security doors the blond appeared on the more used section of the Lair. The Northern section of the Lair including the backcourt was sectioned off for the use of Deatheaters. Everything in this section was much more practical and less decorative. The items used are still priceless and beautiful but that's just it, they were used, not displayed like they were in the Main Valve where important meetings and took place nor the west and east wings where the Lords and heirs stayed.

This area was the training rooms, to Draco's left there were classes of every sort to his right the practice and ritual rooms, the floors above him was the research centre, the studies and a whole lot more class rooms, below in the three layers of dungeons you could find the mixture of Potions Lair, kitchen, Elf quarters and prison cells, although the top security ones were hidden so only the elites and Tom himself could find.

Draco just went down another flight of stairs, the first and second floors are the living quarters, where all the deatheaters stayed when they didn't feel like travelling home or if Tom wanted something done in secrete so they had to stay until after they finished with their task. The ground floor was the living area and the dining rooms, and there were countless games rooms for adults and children, that's exactly where the blond was heading, to find some friends who would not dare have a go at him.

Draco stomped into a room with scattered darkly dressed teenagers, all of whom was older than him by at least three or four years, yet no one told him to get lost. It is a well-known fact in the Deatheater circles that Lucius Malfoy is the right hand man of the Dark Lord, and you are better off asking for death than to defy a Malfoy and that include his son. There were rumours about Draco Malfoy being trained by the Dark Lord and his father to be the ultimate weapon against the Light side, of course that wasn't completely false, but Harry fitted that description better in Draco's opinion.

After Draco searched three rooms he finally found a 'friend' he could hang out with. Theo Nott, the boy was smart enough to hold a decent conversation with unlike dumb and dumber who often attach themselves to him.

"Hey Nott, what you doing here?" The blond dropped casually into the leather sofa opposite the sandy haired boy reading a thick book.

"Hello Malfoy, I could ask you the same question." He replied with out looking up. Nott and his family had a strained relationship, his mother passed away when he was two and his father had been so deeply into his work and climbing the rank ladder in the Dark Order he had no time for Theo, hence why the boy was so antisocial.

"Are you going to Hogwarts?"

""Yes." The topic of school finally brought him out of his shell, he watched Draco silently asking the same question.

"Me too." The blond supplied, while he though what a great interrogator Nott would be one day. "Are you going to Cadmon Carrow's party next week?" Cadmon was the hair to the Carrow's, he is the same age as Draco and his birthday was just days before he had to leave for Hogwarts. The Carrows planed to throw the party of the season for their son and ironically decided the best place was Gusto's national park, where Draco's Dragon's Den was located beside the famous Afon River. The forest was a favourite holiday spot in the summer and the Carrows must have spent a small fortune booking all the placements for the activities and private rented river bank and the rooms in the five star Lucifer's Hotel: Cenchri. How did Draco know all this, because he owns the place, yep, he OWNS the whole place!

Dragon's Den was one of the most expensive Villas in Europe, not only because it is in the middle of the esteemed Gusto National park it is surrounded by two of the thirteen Wizarding wonders of all eternity. The seven pools magical water park and the Afon River, where one of the two families of Water Dragon's lived, hence how the Villa got its name.

In the river, there is now an Alpha male with his mate a female Dragon and two off-springs, both girls. The Blue Water Dragon was labelled one of the most endangered species in the whole world, with only seven of them left, this Dragon family's Alpha was hand reared by Draco's grandfather since he was a boy, the Dragon only answered to a Malfoy.

It was rumoured, who ever can touch the Water Dragon would be blessed with unlimited wealth, although the myth was not magically proven, the people normally linked the Malfoy Empire's success with the magical properties of the Water Dragon. What is true is the fact that the Water Dragon's tear is the essential ingredient in the famous golden lucky potion, where your luck last the whole day. This potion is virtually none-existent anymore because how hard it is to get your hand on the Water Dragon tears, not even potion masters like Snape can replicate the properties of the tears, and believe you me they tried!

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"No, I'm not going, they had to cancel the whole thing."

"What, why?"

"Have you not heard?" Theo put his book down, it was uncommon for a Malfoy not to know everything before everyone else. "The Dark Lord gave an order, we have to go to a gathering."

"What gathering, where, when?" I can't believe Harry didn't tell me, now I look like a fool!

"Just a gathering, father said he wanted the children to get to know each other better, I think he want us to work together in the future, this is just a test or something. I don't know when yet but before Hogwarts defiantly, and the Dark Lord haven't decided where." Nott shrugged and went back to his book.

"I, um…I have to go, I'll see you around."

"Ok." His already engulfed in the book, and people thought Draco Malfoy act like a bookworm!

Slytherin Lair, Dinning room

Dinner was a tense affair as the two boys sat on opposite sides of the tables glaring at each other with every mouth full of food. Nick almost winced as the blond boy next to him jabbed another black olive with the sharp fork as if the olive personally offended him.

"How was your day Draco?"

"It was fine Mother, just perfect, I made some plans with some friends of mine, we are going to play Quidditch on Sunday at the Carrows'."

"That's nice dear." After an awkward pause, Cissa spoke again. "Why don't you invite Harry along?"

"I'm afraid the positions are all full, and you know the Carrows, they don't like to change their plans! Oh, and talking about plans, did you know Cadmon's party has been cancelled, because I didn't know and had to find out from Theo this afternoon. He told me it was because a supposed gathering of sorts, would anyone like to fill me in, or shall I just pretend like a ignorant fool again and find out from another outer circle's child." Draco said in a huff looking from his mother to father and then finally Tom.

"Draco." Lucius warned him as he felt his son was getting out of hand and a little too disrespectful. The blond boy settled his silver cutlery in the middle of his plate signally his was finished with the dish.

"May I be excused sir?" He asked Tom focusing on the wall behind the red eyes. As soon as Tom nodded he got up from his chair as if it stung and walked, still gracefully, out of the dining room. A few seconds ticked by and the black haired boy cannot sit still for another moment longer.

"May I be excused too Father, I think I better go speak to him."

"Yes you may, do not forget you have shopping to do tomorrow so do sleep at a reasonable hour tonight."

"Yes Father."

As soon as the elf closed the door behind Harry he broke into a run down the long length of the hall way, when he came to a stop at the T junction he barely saw the flash of a black cloak that belonged to Draco turning down another aisle to his left and he ran after the blond.

"You know its not my fault your father won't let you befriend them." Draco said just as Harry came close enough to hear. With out turning to look at the boy Draco just kept on walking toward the floo chamber.

"Well you could have at least told me you were going!"

"Why should I, if you haven't noticed my life does not revolve around you, we are friends, the best, but I do need time with other people, I love my Godfather and miss him because he is always working, the last time I spent few days with him was my seventh birthday!"

"Draco." Harry stopped in his tracks which forced the blond to stop as well. "Can we just put this whole thing behind us, I really want to get to know some of your friends before Hogwarts and now father agreed to let me meet them… Look, there are only a few days left of the summer and I would like to have fun, not argue, anyway the gathering won't be fun if you don't go." This may not sound much, but coming from Harry this was an apology, the Slytherins were trained not to say the word sorry, ever!

"I'll think about it…and Harry." Draco started walking again although at a more leisurely pace.

"Yes?"

"You sounded like a emotional Hufflepuff just then, did you know." Draco said with a smirk.

Diagon Alley

The High street full of families with children shopping to get last minute school supplies, the Malfoys although normally buy their things from Opulent Place choose to come here today instead because they needed standard items for the school. Lucius snared at the letter Dumbledore sent them, and the poor quality equipment list included. The old man believed if the Slytherins were allowed to buy what they wanted the other children would feel bad about their family's financial state, as if the children cared, silly old man!

Three house elves followed behind the three children carried the bags as they shopped, they had almost everything they needed by the end of the morning, and had Lucius and Narcissa take the shopping and elves home. Draco left the best until last.

Draco didn't even look up as they passed the Apothecary, which was odd as the shop was full of potion goods. For the blond however this was nothing interesting, any potion kit or equipment sold here was only for the beginner makers, like the OWL level potions, anyone with real ambition as a maker went to Slytherin Gardens for apparatus and all their ingredients.

People from all across the country or the world even went to Slytherin Garden to pick and buy the freshest and some of the most exotic rare potion ingredients. The potion market was in the centre of where the three main pathways meet, you could find almost anything in the market. Across the Garden, there were eleven conservatories, used for the most exceptional and unusual plants and oddly enough organisms. Not only is the Garden the epitome place to shop for potions, it is also a beloved visiting site, with its charmed fountains, unusual zoo, and pick your own plants.

Slytherin Gardens although carries the dreaded Dark name it does not change the fact that the Garden is the most favoured place to search for plants, animal parts for potions. In fact, the youngest yet the most famous resent potion's master reside in the Garden's Pagoda House. The Snape residence had created more potions in the last ten years than England as a whole had created in the last twenty years. Yep, although Severus work as a teacher in Hogwarts under Albus' eye he also work as a Potions Master research specialist in Slytherin Gardens for the Dark Lord.

The blond only visited the Garden last week to pick out two sets of new Potions kit for first years for Harry and Ana, while picking out an advanced set for himself. Well…Severus picked it out for him actually, that way he didn't have to pay. That's how the rich stayed rich after all.

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The trio arrived at Magical Menagerie, the famous pet store in the alley, the only shop Draco felt was good enough for him the visit, the creatures store was the best. In the Wizarding world there are two types of creatures shops, the forced and the voluntary. The forces shops were grander, more gift rapped, the creatures sold in those shops were more for decoration than a companion. True to the name, the forced shop bought their creatures from creature dealers, where the animals were caught and forced into cages. Where as in this shop the smell was atrocious, and the layout was questionable but every single one of the creatures, no matter how odd, volunteered and wanted to come to the shop and they wanted a human companion, in shops like these the animals choose you, not the other way round.

The three children stood nervously at the door waiting for the owner to come out and take them to the creatures for inspection, it sounds kind of sadistic but this was the best way for the human and the creature to find familiars. Only the creature know how magically compatible the human is to them, hence why they choose the humans.

An old lady with a kind face came out of the back room with bird feathers sticking up on the top of her head she came over the greet the three.

"Which school dears?"

"Hogwarts." Draco and Harry replied shortly.

"Takara." Ana said more politely.

"Oh, I haven't heard of that school for quite a while, not many people want to put in the work these days, teenagers, all scared of hard work and pain, there is no other way to learn weaponry is there dear."

"No. I'm only here with my brother and his friend though, I have a familiar already." Ana lifted up her cloak and Midori slithered up her chest and flickered her tongue out in irritation at the stink of the shop. The shop keeper, although seen rare snakes like this in her lifetime have not seen one this close, nor one on a eleven years old girl's shoulders. Shocked was an understatement at the mesmerised expression on her face.

Draco tapped his foot in irritation, the lady had been fussing over how rare and beautiful Midori was for the last ten minutes and he was the customer, anyone would think the snake was. Midori seemed to like it though, she bathed in the glory of it all. The snake never got along with Draco after the first day when she wanted to eat him, but anyone else could see their personalities were almost the same, the same arrogance, spoilt grace and the love of complements.

Finally after another five minutes of, "Oh I read the Japanese used to worship them in temples." And, "Their blood can give you the strength of ten thousand men if taken with the right potions." Or, "They were descendents of the Basilisk, only while Basilisk developed the sight of death, they choose the speed of light."

"This way dears, there is always a creature waiting for you in here." How right she was, the room was magically expanded to form a circular hall with creatures organised into sub-species along the wall and in the centre of the room was a lake filled with crystal clear water. There must be millions of creatures here. From the smallest insect, the common cats and muggle pets to the magical, the more dangerous kinds at the far back. Creatures from land, sky and sea, creatures you haven't even heard of, every one of them could be found here, and the two boys started walking around the shop as soon as they were allowed.

The cutest puppy came out of the lake it swam in; the puppy shook its fur making water droplets land on Harry as he walked past. Surprisingly, the dog's fur dried instantly, Harry stopped and bend down to scratch the dog behind the ears, the kind gesture wasn't lost on the cub, however when Harry pulled his hand away the black and white Border Collie lightly sank one of its teeth into his flesh. With a yelp Harry pulled his hands back and tried to back away, only then did he find himself stranded on the spot.

The border Collie covered in thick black fur took a step forward letting Harry observe the beautifully shaped white patches between his black furs. The white fur started just between his eyes in the shape of a four-pointed star the white line ran down its nozzle into fine hairs then stared to thicken into lush white fur again as it met his collar bone, where the fur was slightly longer than the rest of the black on the pup's body. Its feet however was pure white and Harry's cold heart melted when the cub extended one small paw towards him. Harry picked the pup up from the ground after one look of its face, with a pink tongue hanging out and floppy ears on alert, nothing could be cuter than this.

The most captivating of all features was the pup's eyes, the colour was a shocking AK green, unknown to Harry one boy rejected the pup just because of its eye colour. To Harry however, the AK green eyes was nothing but the cherry on top of the cake, He just had to have the collie, just had to!

On the other side of the enclosure Draco was also watched by a pair of eyes, scarily like his own they were a icy grey, so cold you can almost feel the ice rapped around its heart. However, unlike Draco the pair of eyes flashed pure silver when it spotted the blond. With one strong flap of its icy white wings, the Ice Phoenix landed on the branch the blond stood in front of.

As if by magic, Draco almost drifted over the bird. It was a blessing if one saw an Ice Phoenix, to Draco however they were nothing extraordinary, after all his father owns the largest Ice Phoenix sanctuary in the world and he frequently visited the Malfoy Manor. Nevertheless, this bird was different; it almost mentally called Draco and bonded with him at their first eye contact. The strange icy shiver entered Draco's eyes and ran down his back, yet it didn't matter to Draco because he felt all warm and fussy inside, it was a long time since he felt that loved and cared for.

The bird tilted its feather covered head and looked at Draco curiously, before it opened its beak and sent out the most beautiful note, the bird sang as if telling the room it approves of the blond boy. The white bird sent a image like signal to the boy and willed him to come closer, then lightly peaked his finger to draw blood as fast as the pain came it went away, because the bird tilted its head again and a single silver tear fell from its eyes. The icy burn ran down Draco's finger, arm then straight to his heart, the bond between an Ice Phoenix and his familiar is now complete.

With that, the phoenix hopped off the branch and flew over head. Draco used this time to admire the beauty that was his familiar. The silver white short feathers covered its head leaving out black out lines of its eyes filled with two pools of melted silver, the purely white body interrupted only with the few silver feathers where the wings joined and a few more where the talons grew, thick fur like feathers covered its talons like on a snowy owl.

The wings were just magnificent, the inner feathers was as white as frost in winter mornings, but the few long feathers at the ends of its wing tips was engraved with silver threads. The tail, just as startling, the feathers were at different length, the shorter section was mostly white again with small glimpse of silver, the few longer feathers which was even longer than its body were a mixture of startling white, shimmering silver and a few strands of the palest green or blue depending where you stood. Draco Malfoy felt he was the luckiest person in the whole world knowing this magnificent creature…no, magnificent being had chosen him out of all the others.

"Let see what you have then." The lady in purple felt her breath caught in her throat when the blond boy came out with the Ice Phoenix in all his majesty. The bird has been here for the last three years with out finding a familiar, and the lady knew he was waiting, phoenixes always knew, they always knew. For a old lady she sure moved fast, in a minute she pulled out a basket full of books and scrolls all about Ice Phoenixes and explained to Draco their magical properties and preferences, their body conditions and how to look after them.

"Ice Phoenixes unlike fire ones need much more care as they were from the Antarctica, although they have adapted to our environment they now use magic to control the temperature of the emotion and magic. Now in contrast to muggle energy, Magic works better in cold emotion rather than hot temperament. Hence the myth Ice Phoenixes increase your magical strength, they don't they just make you calmer so you'd have more control of your Magic. When you are colder in emotion your magical core is more stabilised and work much more efficiently."

She babbled on about what a marvellous creature the Phoenixes were…that was until Harry came out of the back room.

At first she thought the boy didn't find a familiar, which was odd because everyone had one. Then at a closer look a black and white blurry dot followed him on his heals. Again she felt this was odd, how can a boy with such a powerful magical core only gained a non-magical puppy for a familiar.

Harry bend down for the cup to jump into his arms while his sister cooed at how cute the pup looked and how much fun they'll have with it etcetera. The lady pulled the pup out of his hands and checked him over, when she got to his eyes however she knew this was no ordinary pup, no muggle dog had eyes like the Avada curse. This pup was a treasure to be kept safe.

"This little pup young man is a drifter." The lady said in a trance like voice.

"What can he do?"

"Well…he drift."

"Drift?" Ana came forward listened in as well as Draco.

"Yes Drift. A drifter do not show its true abilities until one who is destined to help him approaches, that's why I didn't know about him before. You boy are in luck, not many, not many at all have neither the chance nor the ability to share their strength and friendship with a drifter. They go mad before the first touch." Her voice went quieter as she spoke on, making the trio lean in forwards.

"A drifter takes shape of what muggles call a pet, however they are a type of…demon is the closest thing that comes to mind, but not quite, they have a heart, soul and mind, they do not kill, nor can they be killed. This drifter I believe can force its victims into madness by leaving behind a lingering sight of disturbing green light, before leaving the site in a drift of shadows, once the light turns yellow the madness starts, unless the same drifter heals the victim there is no cure. No research had been carried out on such creatures because with one look you are better off dead. The madness is only the beginning, you have dreams, dreams of the most tragic most distressing images never leaving you, some things are worse than death and this is one of them."

Most children will be frightened by this, not these three though; the trio were enchanted by the information.

"I cannot tell you what else the drifter can do, I don't know myself, there had been five drifters in history who made a pact with a human and four of them died because their magical core wasn't large enough to join that of a drifters. You boy I feel you are powerful enough, but let me tell you this, the reason not many drifters exists is because they are very obedient and loyal, hence the shape of a dog. They'll follow your every word, action, example to a fault, the human, you, must teach the pup everything! How the drifter is brought up and what is taught him stays for life."

"So, I can train him to…"

"Don't say it! Never, if you do…" She shuddered at the idea. "Teach him kindness child, do not only reveal him the evil side of life or he will become evil. However, do not hide evil from such creatures either, for a drifter must have chosen you because you show a level of evil and command. Even for a dog, a drifter do not submit easily to anybody."

"Ok…Show him evil teach him evil but only if I can control it, show him good too so he won't become a demon dog. Am I getting this right?" Harry asked.

"Yes child, my…you are a bright one."

Slytherin Lair

"You are back early." Lucius looked up from the contract as Tom greeted the children. The blond man narrowed his eyes at the unnatural grins on their faced, especially the boys.

"What have you done?" Lucius demanded.

"Father!" Draco put on his most innocent face that made his mother hid a smile. "What a horrid thing to say."

"Yes Lucius, we merely decided to order the rest of our stuff so we can come home early to spend some more time with Shay and Frost."

"Whom?" Tom and Lucius asked at the same time.

Just then the tropical indoor plant by the door of the room began to shake and some dirt from the large marble pot spilled out. Tom pointed his wand at the black shape coming out of the pot…or from…under it? Finally out fall the small black and white shape of the Border Collie cub. It sneezed due to the fact some dirt from the pot fell on his nozzle, with a wave of his tail however, he bounced over to Harry, front paws on his shoes pleading to go and play with his AK green eyes.

"Meet Shay."

With a shimmer of silver and white light, crystals or ice flakes seemed to congregate out of nowhere, each icy crystal joined on to others and more joined together until the brilliant white Icy Phoenix literally crystallised in front of their eyes, all this in a matter of an instant. With a graceful flap of its wing, elegant enough to out done the Malfoys, the bird landed lightly on Draco's shoulder.

"Meet Frost."

"They are Harry and Draco's familiars, and they are just beautiful are they not. They both have extraordinary magical abilities. Shay is a drifter, have you heard of them before?" Tom nearly choked on air when Ana mentioned drifter, oh he knew what they were alright, just he never in his life met one, nor did he want to meet one. He glanced weakly at the pup still tugging playfully on his heir's shoe and now almost begging to go and play. Hard to imagine such an innocent looking cub, with a mischievous puppy face could be a drifter out of all things.

"Shay and Frost. Good names, simple yet…" Tom searched his brain for a suitable word, but his overworked mind is still processing the drifter information.

"So appropriate." Lucius filled in the gap. He too mesmerised not only by the drifter but the beautiful bird on his son's shoulder. His own familiar was a magical Eagle, which was impressive enough but an Ice Phoenix was just mind blowing, even for a Malfoy. These birds were endangered, not as much as the Water Dragons, but endangered all the same. To be chosen as a familiar was considered an honour, and now that old fool in Hogwarts cannot claim to be the only human with a Phoenix as a familiar. Oh Lucius don't know how much more good news he can take in one day.

Why don't you take then around the Lair for a tour." Tom spoke to the trio. "Whilst we organise their accommodations, I don't think you would have had time to buy the necessary equipments for raising a dog not to mention a drifter. A Phoenix need even more because they are so proud, in this case kind of like his owner." Tom mumbled the last part to himself.

Hope you liked that. Here is a summary:

Harry 's familiar – Black and white Border Collie pup (Male),Drifter, Name: Shay, Age: one.

Draco's familiar – White silver Ice Phoenix (Male), Phoenix, Name: Frost, Age: seven

Ana's familiar - Japanese eight headed and eight tailed serpent (Female), Snake, Name: Midori, Age: seven

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