1995 (Two Years Behind in Spira time)
Location: 512 Grimmauld Place
Aundrea's current location: The Front Door.
It was a week after her birthday Aundrea left for the Wizarding world after finding out from Snape what happened with Harry and the dementors. She had stolen off with her school belongings in the night, powerfully sealing off the gateway until the school year began. She nearly burst into the the House of Black after no one answered only to collide with Sirius and Lupin.
"Aundrea, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Weasley said incredulously from the other side of the room. The young guardian rolled her eyes.
"Not important," Aundrea said bluntly, trying to walk past but Sirius blocked her path.
"Why are you here?" He asked her quietly, jerking his head towards a deserted room so the two could talk in private. Aundrea followed and watched as he closed the door, locking it. Putting a hearing proof charm over the room she ran to Sirius, throwing her arms around him.
"He's alright," Sirius said to her, stroking the top of his nemesis' goddaughter's head. Severus had had a word with him over the summer about Aundrea being his goddaughter, and asked Sirius to treat her as he always had. He promised the Potions' master, but only because Aundrea had helped him once before.
"He hasn't written me all summer," Aundrea said quietly. "No one has.."
"Well can you blame them?" Sirius said, as he released her from his embrace. He wish he could have taken the words back as soon as he had said then as Aundrea's eyes were glittering with tears.
"No," she said, dabbing her eyes with her handkerchief. Shaking her head and pulling herself together she stormed out of the room, and up the stairs to find him.
"WHO WAS IT WHO TOLD YOU VOLDEMORT WAS BACK?" Aundrea had heard Harry screaming as she crept quietly through the house.
"You," she said, walking into the room causing Harry's face to turn stalk white. "You look as if you seen a ghost," she said, smirking at him.
"They..they said you were locked up," Ron sputtered as Hermione stared at Aundrea slack jawed.
"In a tower, Ronald," Aundrea said coldly. "And my father ordered it for my protection. Do learn to separate fact from fiction will you?"
"Protect you?!" Harry said angrily, causing Aundrea to round on him.
"Yes," Aundrea said. "Voldemort's return affected my world too Harry."
"Shouldn't you be saying 'grandfather'?" Harry said, his voice rising."Or have you forgotten?"
"Nope," Aundrea said calmly, pulling out her nail file.
"How could you have kept that a secret last year?" Hermione whispered in shock. "We're supposed to be friends!"
"WE'RE NOT FRIENDS NOW!" Aundrea screamed angrily, her amber eyes on fire.
"Aundrea no one ever said-" Ron tried to speak but Aundrea cut him off.
"Cut the crap, Ronald," Aundrea said coldly. "You never wrote back this summer, not a single one of you."
"How could we?" Harry said angrily.
"You know me, better than anyone in this room, Harry," Aundrea said quietly.
"Do I?!" Harry said, feeling his blood boil. "Because if I did you would have told me you were Voldemort's flesh and blood."
"I didn't know!" Aundrea said, her voice breaking. "I was under th-"
"If you say the imperious curse, I'll jinx you myself," Harry said angrily. "You actually take me for some kind of fool? That I'll actually believe you were under some kind of curse? That you'll pick friends over family?"
"No," Aundrea said quietly, turning to leave. "But I see my presence here isn't welcomed, so I'll see you on the train."
"Like I'm going to trust you to sit with me," Harry said angrily turning his back on ! There was a faint pop, as Harry felt a small lamp collide with the back of his head. Aundrea was facing him now,breathing heavily. Harry whipped out his wand, but Fred and George Weasley apparated between the two separating them.
"Let me go," Aundrea said coldly, shoving George off of her. "You're right, Harry," she said, as Fred and Ron held fast to Harry. "If my family is all whom I have to trust, then so be it. You'll never know that feeling,considering your parents are dead."
Harry broke free of Ron and Freds grip, picking up the lamp Aundrea hit him with, attempting to throw it at her her but the Guardian dismissed it with a simple flick of the wrist. Ron ducked as the lamp flew around and reversed itself, hitting Harry in the face.
"Now look why you've done!" George said angrily.
"Don't you DARE," Aundrea said in a deadly voice, shaking as her eyes pierced his.
"Don't what?" George said in a low voice, getting close to his ex girlfriend. SMACK! Aundrea smacked him so hard he hit the floor. Fred and Hermione merely stared as Aundrea stormed out of the room and slammed the door.
*******
Draco Malfoy was walking around Malfoy manor bored when he heard a banging on the large oak front doors. Curious, he opened the door.
"What the hell?" He asked as he saw her standing in front of him.
"Shutup, and let me in," she said brushing past him. "where's your father?"
"My father is on his way back from work," Malfoy said curtly. "What are you doing here?"
"I ran away from home and need a place to crash for the night," she said.
"Fine, Anderson. Let me just ask my mother," Malfoy said,trying to keep calm. She was even more beautiful than last year: even with her long silky black hair everywhere, she looked amazing.
Aundrea simply stood quietly in the dining room of Malfoy manor when Narcissa came into the room. Relieved, Aundrea got up and introduced herself. Narcissa greeting her warmly.
"I've been expecting you," Narcissa said warmly to Aundrea.
"How?" The princess asked suspiciously.
"Your sister," Narcissa said, causing Aundrea to let out a sigh of relief. "be assured you are safe for tonight, Aundrea. But once Lucius comes home, he will want a word with you."
Aundrea nodded as Narcissa motioned for her to follow her. Aundrea looked around at how grand the manor was. No wonder Malfoy bragged and boasted so much, but this was no where near as big as her home. Her place was as large as Hogwarts itself, but named a mansion due to it's elaborate interior design and amount of bedrooms. Aundrea nodded at Narcissa, who left her to unpack in silence. She couldn't believe she had run to Draco Malfoy of all people in a time of need.
"I've gone mental," she said aloud to no one in particular as she walked towards the bathroom to shower.
"Don't let my father hear you saying such things," said Malfoy, leaning against the doorframe causing Aundrea who was half dressed to jump.
"What the hell are you doing in my room?" She hissed, pulling her robes around her body.
"Relax, my mother went outside and told me to make sure you felt at home," Malfoy said calmly, turning away as Aundrea stormed off into the bathroom and slammed the door. After ten minutes had passed, he heard the door open.
"Are you decent?" Malfoy asked her, his back turned.
"Yes," Aundrea said softly from behind. He turned to see she was dressed in fluffy white robes, donning a white towel on her head and slippers as he shuffled into the room.
"Why did you run away, Aundrea?" Malfoy asked her quietly as she let her hair down out of the towel.
"I heard that Harry was to stand trial," Aundrea said in a rushed voice as she pulled out a strange glowing orb. Placing it on the floor, a grid appeared and Aundrea placed a well manicured hand on it.
"Close you eyes," she whispered. Malfoy did as he was told. "Okay open them." She said moments later.
He turned to see that Aundrea was donned in a sexy white spaghetti strapped nightgown that went down to the floor . She slipped her bathroom robe, fluffy and white on top with the Anderson anagram stitched in gold on the left hand side.
"Aundrea," he said, his mouth dry.
"What?" She asked him walking towards him. He watched as her curvaceous figure glided towards him, and felt himself burn red in the
face.
"Nothing," he said backing away from her. "Goodnight."
He turned to leave the room only to bump Into his father. Lucius raised an eyebrow at his son, causing Malfoy to flush an even deeper shade of red. Saying goodnight to his father and Aundrea, he left.
"What's his problem?" Aundrea asked curiously to Mr. Malfoy.
"Good evening to you too, Aundrea," Mr. Malfoy Said cordially.
"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy," she said, curtsying.
"No need for formalities," Mr. Malfoy said to her curtly. "Your sister notified me you were here, as well as your grandfather."
"V-Voldemort knows I'm here?" Aundrea asked quietly. Mr. Malfoy nodded.
"Your mother doesn't know," Narcissa said coming into the room. Aundrea collapsed on her bed in relief.
"Aundrea, why did you run away?" Mr. Malfoy asked her firmly. Aundrea simply looked down, wringing her hands.
"Lucius, you know the Dark Lord's orders," Narcissa said gently to her husband, but Lucius smacked her hand away as she reached for him. Aundrea noticed this but said nothing.
"I wouldn't do that again if I were you," she said after a while. "My grandfather's word is binding."
"You have learned well," Mr. Malfoy said to her. "Narcissa, leave us."
"Don't leave," Aundrea said.
"You will listen to me," Mr. Malfoy said sternly.
"Lucius, my granddaughter's word is law or have you forgotten," Came Voldemort's voice from Aundrea. Narcissa grabbed her husbands hand as Aundrea rose into the air, her head spinning around as her amber eyes glowed scarlet.
"You are to let Aundrea reside with you for the remainder of the summer, understand?" Voldemort commanded. Lucius Malfoy nodded."No harm is to come to my granddaughter or your son shall pay the ultimate price."
There was a faint hiss as Aundrea collapsed onto the bed. She woke up, looking around frightened at the Malfoy's completely unaware of what had happened. Narcissa looked at her husband, whose face was still stalk white. He kissed her cheek faintly before leaving her an Aundrea alone.
"What..h-happened?" She asked Narcissa , frightened with tears in her eyes. "Did my grandfather come here?"
"Not exactly," Narcissa said, understanding that Aundrea couldn't remember when she was under Voldemort's control. She felt her heartache as tears rolled down Aundrea's cheeks. She did what any decent loving mother would and pulled the young guardian close to her.
"Everything will be alright this year I promise," Narcissa said to Aundrea, kissing her forehead. She rocked Aundrea gently in her arms until she fell asleep.
Outside of the room, Draco Malfoy watched from the shadows as his mother tucked in the princess of Zanarkand, the white moonlight beaming through the window. Feeling his heart warm at the sight he smiled, sneaking in moments after his mother left the room to kiss Aundrea's forehead.
"You've nothing to lose," he said, stroking her forehead as she slept soundly. "I'm here. I'll always be here."