An Atria and Draco centric chapter tonight as well as some shifts on Snape's views which I am excited about. Don't worry Atria will not be angry at Remus long just for a little while.

I feel the need to explain Atria's psyche a little bit because some people do question her motives.

atria while was loved by Narrsica and Draco still feel very alone because neither really stand up for her. The cruciatis curse is not a lite thing it is something that as we know has tutored people into insanity and is one of the three unforgivable curses it is no way a simple thing. it is very unforgivable. Atria is not bursting to ask for help because as we move further we will find she has tried before and failed, the Malfoys are a powerful family and finding someone willing to go up against them would be hard. So that is why she is so standoffish when Remus comes along and is practically begging to help her but she does not trust him easily as she is a Slytherin, very self preserved. But this does not last very long as we will see further in the story. Atria is not a violent person at heart and yes timid because she has been beaten down most of her life in attempts to stand up for herself. She is very confused on where she stands in her family as well as who she is as a person and in her own choices. This causes her to lash out occasionally but she will soon find herself and what she truly wants to be.

As the story progresses there are a few main relationships I will be working on. This includes Draco, Harry, Remus as well as the father-daughter connection between Sirius and Atria, it will be essential. Eventually, Andromeda and Dora will come into the fold(obviously how can I not, I love them). Some unexpected as well, Snape and a certain storyline drawing her in closer to her dead uncle Regulus, as well as a certain imprisoned relative. You have to realise that Atria for a part of her life, lived in Malfoy manor along with the likes of the death eater's when she was a baby, so believe it or not most will already be familiar with her, Bellatrix included.

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Atria ran through the Slytherin common room, her vision blurred by the slowing tears. She needed to get to her bed, the hide herself. Part of her wanted to hide away for days where no one could get to her but that dream was forgotten when he saw her,

"Atria!" Draco called sitting up from his seat as she ran past. But he was ignored.

"Atria come back here!" He called again standing up and moving after her as she fled down the steps that led to her dormitory.

He walked into the girl's dormitory as she paced the length of her bed, her hands straightening out her hair and uniform as he finger twitched.

"Get out," She said she murmured softly through her shaky breath.

Draco looked her up and down, wondering what must have her in this state. Snape couldn't have been that hard on her. "Atria what-"

"Get out!" she yelled this time.

Draco stood still, he would not leave. "What happened?" He asked her as she sat down on her bed steadying her breathing. He could tell she had been crying and was guilt-stricken wondering if it was because of what he had done.

"You just couldn't keep out of it could you?" She asked glaring up at him.

"This isn't my fault," he said, in aggravation to the accusation. "I'm not the one running around Hogsmeade when I was told not to leave this castle and with Potter of all people." He spat.

"Why do you care so much," she asked shaking her head up at him. "I wasn't doing anything wrong, I wasn't hurt!" she said, trying to find reason, "What does it have to do with you?"

"You!" He shouted at her "You're what I have to do with it. How could you be so reckless?"

"Just go Draco I'm tired," she said feeling another onslaught of tears on the way.

"Why can't you see I'm just trying to look out for you. Someone had to and you certainly aren't."

"Get out Draco," she said wiping her eyes as she moved to the bathroom, hoping she could lock herself in and wait out the storm.

"What's going on?" Said another voice as Daphne came into the room, probably wanting to know what all the yelling was about.

Draco took one more aggrieved look at Atria before moving to the stairs."Calm her down," he hissed at Daphne as he left.

Daphne looked at Atria as she climbed into bed. "Atria?" Daphne asked.

"Leave me alone Daphne," Atria said as the curtains drew closed around her, cutting off Daphne's view of the other girl.

Atria remained still until the sound of retreating feet was gone.

Atria had sadly felt betrayed many times in her life. When Draco couldn't help himself and turned on her. When her grandmother had died and left her at the complete mercy of the Malfoy's. When Tom had shown his true colours.

But it may be the hardest one to swallow was that when she had felt abandoned and trapped thinking this was all there was, there had been something else. There had been Remus Lupin.


Two weeks had passed and Remus once again marked Atria absent in his class. He had seen her at feasts and in hallways but not in his classroom. His suspicions were proven by the other teacher's oblivious nature to any wrongdoing as Atria had been going to all her other classes. So she was just avoiding him and he was infuriated, not with her but with the man who had caused all of it. So as he walked down to the dungeon he was just about ready to rip Severus Snape into half.

He didn't bother knocking as he swung the door open and entered the room, Snape, having three unfortunate students with him, probably serving detention for a minor error they made in class,

"Severus?" Remus addressed him, "Could I have a word?" He asked nodding to Severus' office, needing privacy from the students prying ears and eyes.

Snape while he looked at Remus with disapproval, shrugged before moving towards his office, "Well you're already here, there is no point in trying to avoid it." he said leading Remus into the dank room.

As soon as the door was closed Remus began in his berate. "Why would you do it?" He asked.

"Do what?" Severus said, feigning innocence.

"Tell her," Remus snapped at Snape "What do you have to gain from doing that to her," he asked, his anger evident.

Snape shrugged at the other man, unbothered by Remus' attitude, "I assumed she already knew."

"Don't give me that," Remus said indignantly, "You knew she didn't."

"You had just both been so chummy lately," Snape said in self-satisfaction "I only assumed-"

"Well, you assumed wrong!" Remus snapped at him.

"I hope you did not come all the way down here to let out your own frustrations on me Lupin," Snape said dangerously," In retrospect, you should have been the one to tell her."

"I was going to," Remus said exasperated.

"Really, when?" Snape asked.

Remus gritted his teeth, this was getting him now where Snape was too arrogant to see the error of his ways and would hold Remus in further contempt if he continued.

"Well, she's not coming to class anymore," Remus explained, but it seemed Snape did not care,

"And what would you have me do," Snape said in disregard before snidely quipping "She's not my goddaughter."

"No, you're her head of house," Remus seethed, "talk some sense into her."

Snape sighed in dissatisfaction at the very idea, and it did not go unnoticed by Remus "Do you really hate him that much?" Remus asked, he truly wanted to know, was Snape's hate justified by a true indecency done by the girl or unjustified as his hate was for Harry, solely based on that of their fathers.

"Who?" Snape asked.

"Sirius," Remus said plainly.

Snape turned back to the man disdainfully and his black eyes shone with the same look he had had at school as he glared at his tormentors, one of pure hatred. In large strides, he moved to the door swinging it open and leaving the room and Remus alone in it.


Atria's head was bowed as she sat hunched over her book in the library. Exams were growing close and closer, she could feel the pressure growing as the students became more tense and desperate in their studies. Atria wouldn't say the pressure wasn't bone-breaking, she never really struggled with her classes. She had natural instincts when it came to magic and studying just boosted her that little bit higher.

But her attempts would become fruitless when the chair next to her scraped back and Harry Potter sat down next to her.

"Why aren't you going to the defence," he asked, not even bothering to say hi.

"Hello Harry," Atria said closing her book before smiling fakely over to him.

"Hello Atria," Harry said with the same false sincerity, "do you mind answering my question?"

Atria shook her head, "I can't."

"Yes you can, Just tell me. " Harry said leaning back coolly in his seat.

"No," Atria said clearly being misunderstood," I can't go to defence."

"What do you mean you can't? Atria you have to go to class."

Atria huffed as he face fell into her hands as she leant down on the desk. This was all too much.

"Atria, what's wrong," Harry said placing a comforting hand on her back, her body shaking… with laughter?

"The irony of this conversation," Atria said sitting up again and running a hand over her face.

"What?" Harry asked, clearly confused.

So Atria took a deep breath, looked Harry in the eye and explained everything, and it surprisingly brought her great comfort to watch his face twist and change in that of bafflement, slight irritation before turning blank completely.

"Well," Harry said softly after she had finished her tale.

"Well," Atria repeated back to him, wanting him to tell her exactly what he was thinking.

Harry cracked a comforting smile. "You're taking it better than I did," He said reassuringly, somehow he thinks it didn't work.

"Well mine's not a serial killer," Atria said, "and trust me, I did not take it well at all." She said before opening her potions textbook again.

"You should still come to class," Harry told her.

"Not if I have to see him," Atria said sternly leaning back in her chair as she focused on the book in front of her, But it was snatched away, taken from her hand as harry closed it and placed it on the table "Atria," Harry said grimly, but she knew what he was going to say.

"I can't," Atria said irritably, "I can't even look at him."

"Why? So he's your godfather. That's good, isn't it? He's great."

Atria shook her head absolutely stunned by the fact that he of all people did not understand she crossed her arms before asking him "If there was the chance someone else could have raised you, other then the family you were placed with would you have taken it?"

"You know I would." Harry nodded in agreement.

"Exactly," Atria said proving her point and Harry finally understanding. She was angry yes, she was frustrated yes, but most of all she was disappointed. She couldn't look at him not because she hated him, she didn't hate him. It was just hard. Because to look at Lupin was to look at the life she may have had.

"Well, well" called an arrogant voice from behind them. "Potter," Draco said as he came to lean on the desk next to Atria. "Would you mind leaving my cousin alone, you've gotten her into enough trouble as of late."

"Draco stop it," Atria said. "that's enough."

"Not it's not," Draco snapped down at her venomously. "Why don't you run back to weasel bee and your lot and leave her out of whatever your up to."

"I think she can make up her own mind Malfoy," Harry said while Atria remained between the two squabbling boys.

"Let's go Atria," Draco said pushing off the desk and walking away pausing after she did not immediately follow.

"Atria," Draco called like a master with a disobedient dog.

"Don't worry," Atria said to Harry, finally moving to stack up her books before standing, "I'll talk to you later." Harry simply nodded in understanding.

Atria followed after Draco as he charged out of the library ahead of her. He slowed down for her when they were outside.

"How dare you treat me like that," Atria said angrily shoving her book in her bag. But before she could storm off his tight grip found her arm and he pushed her against to the wall with force.

"Where is your head!" He hissed at her before looking up the hall to make sure they were alone

"Where it has always been," she said sarcastically, "on my shoulders."

"Not as of late," he said but his anger melted away quickly before he said to her softly "This isn't you Atty."

Atria rolled her eyes at her past nickname, one he knew she did not like. "What isn't?"

"All this," Draco said waving his hand in front of him, gesturing to her.

"This what?" she asked fiercely, " Individual thinking?"

"No," Draco huffed.

"Then what?" Atria asked him again knowing he stubbed.

She could see he was growing frustrated with himself as he ran a hand through his hair, breathing in deeply as he closed his eyes "I'm trying, " he said steadily "I'm trying so hard to get through to you but your not listening to me, your behaviour lately it's dangerous, and I understand how frustrating it might be but-"

"No you don't," she snapped, "I was studying and Potter came over to speak with me for a moment and you feel the need to come in a make a fuss about it when there is nothing else to it. I'm over these overreactions Draco."

"Just stay away from him, he's not good for you," Draco tried to reason

"I can judge what is good for me for myself" Atria snapped walking away from him. "And I'm tired of you thinking you can."


Atria stood as soon as class had been dismissed and still, after all she had studied, she could not get this confusing concoction right.

"Miss Black," she heard Snape call from the front of the class, "a moment if you please."

She swung her bag on her shoulder before approaching him as he stood in front of the class, this would be their first private word after the altercation. "Sir."

"Why are you not going to your defence against the dark arts classes," he asked her folding his arms in front of him.

"You know why sir," she said hostilely.

Snape bowed his head. Atria stood in shock, his haughty expression had just shown small traces of guilt no matter how small, she swore she had just seen it.

"As I understand." Snape said with a deep breath "I may have gone a step over the line."

"A step," Atria said, they both knew he bounded over whatever line they may have been.

Snape looked at her pointedly his eyes telling her not to push it, "Exams are close, whether or not you let this affect your grades is up to you." He said, his may be guilt gone. "You can only avoid him for so long."

"I could do it until the end of the year if I like," Atria said cynically.

"But you will not," Snape said, his brow raising in disapproval, "It may be these are difficult circumstance but this is your warning, next time there are consequences."

"Yes sir," she murmured.

"In the meantime, I suggest you and Lupin come to some kind of arrangement. He is still your professor. I will not have you losing your house points just because you could not hold your tongue."

Atria rolled her eyes before her gaze fell to the ground as she chewed at the inside of her cheek, "You don't like him, do you?"

Snape raised a pointed brow, clasping his hand's in front of him. "My personal feeling toward Lupin is no business of yours."

"You didn't like my father either did you, when you were at school," Atria said more as a fact, raising her gaze to him, curious to finally reach a point of knowledge in her relationship with the potions professor.

"That is none of your concern," Snape said in contempt.

"But you didn't." Atria stated blatantly, "Lupin told me so," Atria said, hoping to loosen her professor's tongue with his otherworldly ability of hate.

"Don't ask questions you'd not want to the answers to," he said intensely staring down at her.

"Well, what could be worse than what he is." Atria said innocently "Your feelings are justified if his anything like they say."

Snape raised a brow at her sceptically as he surveyed her. She stood in front of him calmly not a stiff bone in a body. He knew she was trying to bait him, and as her professor was enraged by the idea that she would win but as a slithery felt a small amount of pride

"Your father," he said, poison lacing his tone as he lent forward, "Was a vicious a cruel boy. As he was a man." She shifted in discomfort at his words.

"Do you think I am vicious and cruel? " she asked flipping the conversation topic.

Snape leant back, her question an unexpected one. It had been fairly obvious how he felt about her, through his action and words. But never had she had the nerve to confront him about it. "Of course not your a child," he said, caught off guard

"Then why do you hate me?" She said it so thoughtlessly, there was nothing but desperate need behind her words, a need to know what she had ever done to make him treat her the way he did, in an unfair and unjust fashion.

Snape could see no other motivation other than her own curiosity but still treated her with hostility. "I think that's enough of you theatrics for a day Miss Black, you may go," he said coldly and with one firm nod, she agreed and turned to leave. Snape watched as the door closed behind her, and for the first time questioned himself.


Remus stood in front of the third year defence class just about to begin with the day's lessons, once again Atria had not come to class

"Sorry I'm late sir," said the all the familiar voice as he turned to face her.

"Miss Black," Remus said, smiling at her as she neared, "Please have a seat."

Atria nodded before moving to her usual seat next to Daphne.

The class went smoothly, minor disruption from the Slytherins but other than that all students remained on task. He dismissed them all except one.

"Miss Black, mind a word?" he asked her as she turned to leave.

"I'm glad you've decided to come back," Remus said standing in front of her.

"Well, I won't fail my exam because of a disagreement."

"Atria, I understand-"

"I'm so tired of people saying that" Atria interrupted, "'I understand'. You don't understand, you couldn't understand."

"I'm trying," Remus said bowing his head but she remained unsympathetic.

"Well stop," she seethed. And the two where both stuck in a standstill moment.

"I'm not going to pretend with you anymore that my life is unproblematic," Atria said standing up tall, "it's not. When I was young I used to wish to be anywhere except for where I was but I knew that I was where I was because I had no one else. But I did, I had you. And you weren't there."

"I was there," Remus said passionately, "When everything happened I tried for custody but the fact is that I couldn't, no ministry official would have supported me in my claim, not with all I have. Your family didn't let me see you even after, no matter how hard a tried. It was an airtight case, I couldn't get to you." He finished in a rush breathing in deeply as he did.

"You tried custody?" Atria murmured

"Of course I did," Remus said taking a step towards her, saddened by the little amount of faith Atria seemed to have in anyone around her. But as she looked up at him all he could see was her confusion.

What was this sickness, this liability that made him so sure he would never have been able to win against any court? What made him so incapable of that, "What are you keeping from me?" She asked softly.

If he told her would she hate him, she wad a pureblood, and as lenient as she may be with her other classmates would she judge him for what he was. Would she be as disgusted with him as her heritage would make her? He could deal with her anger and her heartbreak, even her distrust most of the time, but for her to be disgusted and revolted by him would devastate Remus.

"I have work to do, Atria," he said softly before turning to the back of his desk. She stood there for a moment but by the time he was seated and looked up, she was gone.


Atria walked behind her fellow Slytherin Daphne or Draco looking back to her every now and then watching her.

"Look at him blubber!" She heard Draco practically shout.

Hagrid turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, his face buried in his handkerchief.

"Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?" said Malfoy. "And he's supposed to be our teacher!"

"Draco," Atria said horrified by his behaviour but he shook her off and the damage was already done.

Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first. WACK!

She had punched Draco with all the strength she could muster, right in the nose as a sickening crunch of a breaking bone sounded out. Malfoy staggered as Atria, Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again.

"Don't you dare call Hagrid pathetic, you foul... you evil..."

"Hermione!" said Ron weakly, and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back.

"Get off, Ron!"

Hermione pulled out her wand. Malfoy stepped backward.

"How dare you," Draco spat, Hermione's wand trained on him. Atria grabbed Draco's sleeve standing between the two. "That's enough," Atria snapped at Hermione as harry looked on with lowered eyes.

"Draco, come on let's go," Atria said glaring over the three Gryffindors but Draco did not move. "Draco," Atria said before she began to drag the begrudged boy away.

She got him as far as the hallway.

"Get off me," Draco said flinging out his arm to shake her hold.

Atria huffed before conjuring up a wet cloth and grabbing his arm. "Stand still," she said placing her hand on his chin, turning him to face her and starting to dab at his bloody nose.

"Here you are now," he said sarcastically glaring down at her, "When you're useful you reappear."

Atria gritted her teeth put continued to try and wash the blood from his face

"I can do it myself," he said ripping the towels out of her hands and holding it firmly to his nose.

"Sit down," Atria said as he though himself down on the bench. She walked looking at his still swelling nose, she took his hand moving the cloth away and pressed on it lightly before he hissed and jerked away."I think it's broken." she said.

"Broken!"

"Hold still," Atria said before taking her wand from her cloak and aiming at his nose. "Episkey" and crack, Draco's nose set back in place as he swore under his breath.

"I tried to warn you," Atria said softly, placing her wand back in her robe.

"Warn me what!" Draco snapped taking the rag away from his bloody nose, "That the bitch was about to punch me."

"You deserved it!"

"I deserved it!" He cried back, standing up from the bench, "That little Mudblood should learn her place."

"Don't call her that!" Atria said seriously.

"That what she is, dirty blood." He hissed, angrily dabbing his face, "Why do you care what I call her."

"I don't," she snapped at him in frustration. She took a breath before she ran a hand over her eyes trying to block him from her view. It was so hard to even look at him when he was like this. The Draco she knew and loved always melted away in these moments and he looked exactly like his..

No, she had to remind her self. Draco was not Lucius.

"I care about you and you just…" she murmured as she felt her self breaking. "I just wanted you to be better."

"That's hypocritical," Draco seethed.

"How?" Atria cried, thrown back by the accusation.

"Because the only one of us who has changed is you!" He shouted at her. But he was sick of it. This was not his Atria, this was someone else. Draco knew he was spoiled not just by his parents but his cousin as well. And while it may have made him selfish he wanted the old Atria back. The one who while yes may have been more controlled and thoughtful but was also soft and caring. Not speaking her mind when she knew it may hurt him and who always knew the right thing to say to ease his anger not inflame it. But the year went on and he saw less and less of that girl now, something bitter in her place.

"Really?" Atria said, not taking his chastising well.

"Yes!" Draco exclaimed, "This frivolous behaviour, there are consequences to your actions and I can't bear to watch you pay them again, not like last year."

"Well, what are you going to do, go cry to daddy!" She yelled at him having had enough of his aggressive and egocentric speech.

Draco eyes burned through her as he took a step closer to her, enraged. Atria took a deep breath but there was no escalation. Draco stormed off leaving her where she stood as he stomped down the hallway and out of sight.

Was she was starting to go too far, and if her being like this would change their relationship forever. Would it be worth it?


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