Author's note: I am very pleased to be starting this story, and I hope you
readers enjoy it. This takes place in Draco's 5th year, and some
flashbacks.
Chapter One Genovese of the Elfin People
She watched him, with hooded eyes. He stalked through the great hall, and towards his dungeons. What makes this creature so important to the ministry? She had wondered this many times, but she was to finish her mission, no questions asked. Still, his silver blonde hair, and grey eyes to match made her wonder. They were going to meet later, but it never seemed soon enough.
Genovese was an elf, or rather as some would say, a half breed. She had dark auburn hair, and striking light blue eyes. She did not have the pointed ears, common of English elves, but she was rather short. She was only 14 when the ministry had caught her, and she had agreed to become a spy for them instead of being sent to Azkaban. Her mother was half elf, and her father man, so the elf in her was rarely seen. She could remember that day so clearly, the day she had been caught.
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"What have we got here?" a tall man with red hair said to his partner.
"A half breed sir. We found it near Hogwarts. I tried to send it straight to Azkaban, but the office would have none of it, they said to bring it to you."
"I know that you're new to this department son, but even you can see that it's a girl! Look at those eyes! And that hair!" the red haired man said.
"Well, you can never tell with the half breeds." The young man replied.
"She's hardly even a half elf! You must learn that not all elves are a bad sort, just as not all wizards aren't the bad sort." Arthur Weasley said.
" Coulda fooled me. All bloody wizards should rot in hell! And I am a girl for your information." Genovese said glaring that the younger wizard.
"See sir, she's a brat I tell ya!" the younger wizard said, trying to hold back the small creature that was fighting aginst his arms. "Stop it you!" he yelled at Genovese.
"Dean, stop it now. She's just a young one! I'll call reinforcements. What was her crime anyhow?" Arthur asked clearly tired of having to deal with such a young, prejudice wizard.
"Caught her stealing food from the Malfoy's sir, and she's not registered as a half breed." Dean said, clearly proud for his profound information.
"Here girl, I won't hurt you, were just gonna put you to sleep till we get to Dumbledore." Arthur Weasley said as he approached the struggling girl in Dean's arms with his wand out.
Genovese couldn't remember much after that, but she woke up in Dumbledore's estate. She was sleeping on a clean white bed, with lots of pillows. She cried out when she woke, and the next thing she knew, Dumbledore and Arthur were at her side, bombarding her with questions.
"Genovese, my dear, I am Albus and this is Arthur. We are working with the ministry to find all elves and half breeds in the area. Voldemort is trying to kill off many breeds since his rise, and the elves have been one of the first to attack. Many elves have come to the wizard community for help. You are not the first of your kind to be found. We found your name on the cloak you were wearing.We need to ask you a few questions, please don't be afraid.'
Gen looked into his clear eyes, so much like her's, and trusted him. She was bundled up in her clothes and blanket from the bed, and felt rather protected. She nodded mutely.
"Now, what are you? Arthur here guessed half breed, but we need to know from you." Albus looked at her carefully. She had the mark of an elf on her right calf. The flowing tattoo which all elves were born with, but she had not elf ears, or even pointed looks. She was all curves, round hips and rather mature chest. She was clearly a teenage elf, almost a woman. She had shoulder length auburn hair, and a bow shaped mouth. She did not look like an elf at all, but she had to be, or so Albus thought.
"My mother was half elf," Gen begain softly "but my father was human. I am only one - fourth elf. However, I belong to the royal elfin family."
Albus frowned. If she was elfin royalty, then why was she out stealing? He asked just this.
"Stealing!" Gen cried "I was hardly stealing! I am a spy, for the elfin ministry."
"But you're too young! I don't know much about the elfin folk," and here Arthur said under his breath "very secretive bunch" which earned him a nasty glare from Gen "but I hardly think they would allow a child to do such work."
"I don't mean to offend you, Arthur, but the elfin people are in a difficult situation. We have not had so many of our relatives join Voldemort since the dark times. They sent me out because I am a fine spy, and that was just what they needed." Gen finished.
We need spies too, Albus thought. He noticed something about this girl that he didn't at first. She spoke with an Irish undertone, common of elfin people. He knew she would be sent to Azkaban if she did not make a deal with the ministry. Wizards were still very prejuidece towards elf's, and elf's were normally the same. He wondered how he could manage such a deal. He was sure she was a good spy, even if she was a bit delicate. Albus also knew that the Malfoy's would be most upset if she was not deported.
"I'll make you a proposition Genovese of the elves. You become a spy for the wizard ministry, and I will make sure you are not crated off to Azkaban." Albus told her in a solemn voice. He knew she had family, but the ministry was in need of spies, and they would certainly not let her go back to the elves. Genovese stared at him, disbelief etched in her eyes.
"No! I have family! I need to go back to them!" she cried.
"Albus, she has family, we cannot ask this of her!" Arthur exclaimed. He had a daughter, who looked so much like this girl and his heart went out to her.
"Arthur, she will be sent to Azkaban if she dose not become a spy! There is no way to send her back to her people!" Albus yelled. He felt more guilt than anything, but he knew this was the best decision.
"Alright. If I must, I will. But on one condition. My mother be aloud to come and see me." Genovese spoke with a hard tone, as if keeping back anger and tears, as if expected to be an adult, not just her 14 years.
Albus stared. He must allow this, it was her only contact home. The arrangements were made. Only her mother could come, and in a safe auror controlled area. Genovese would see her mother before she left for her assignment. Since she was already studying the Malfoy's, she was to study their son at Hogwarts. She had heard of the school, but knew nothing of it. Wizarding school she supposed. Elf's had their own brand of magic, but she could use a wand if necessary. The before she left for Hogwarts, her mother came to see her.
"Genovese, mon holch bebe." Her mother held her close, and spoke ancient words of elfin to her. Albus watched it all through sorrow filled eyes.
"Hlanach, componato helm. Fornito, mama. Fornito." Genovese said, trying to calm her mother.
"What are they saying Albus?" Arthur whispered as they both looked on.
"Her mother said 'Genovese, my precious baby'. This term is used in sorrow Arthur, and cannot be translated directly to English, but it's a sort of goodbye. Genovese said 'There is no need for worry. No need, mother, no need.'." Albus whispered back to Arthur.
"They should not be allowed to speak in their language Albus!" exclaimed an officer of the ministry. "They could be collaborating."
"Not now, they are only saying goodbye, I am listing to every word. Do not interrupt them." Albus said hastily.
"Olona, econa shnico. Tor clos eh Hogwarts. Blnca mama, waunu blnca eh golo." Genovese whispered as her mother held her, rocking her and crying.
"Poor girl," whispered Albus "To have to comfort your mother when she is so distraught." Arthur nodded.
Genoese's mother handed her over to Albus. She acted as if she was giving away her most valuable passion. She stroked her daughter's hair, and then spoke in elfin to Albus.
"Kochna nah verdo econa?" she said harshly.
"Very safe, I swear to you, Onlona" Albus said smiling.
"Do not smile at me! You are taking away my people's only princess! My only child! I am speaking in your language to save time, and so that man over there will stop glaring at me. How long will her mission be?" The elfin queen finished with a harsh tone.
Albus was taken aback, he assumed this woman could not speak English, how wrong he was.
"Her mission will be a year, at least. The mission may require some more time though."
"Shalona mama! Onlona econ tros Azkaban? This man has saved from such a fate! Be kind Mother, on my behalf." Genovese pleaded.
Genovese's mother looked at her only child, then back at Albus. She stood taller, dressed in her long robes, red hair laying smoothly down her back.
"Forgive me Albus, for my rudeness. But you must understand the sacrifice this is. We love Genovese very dearly." The queen said these words softly, and very gracefully. Albus could see where Genovese learned her manners.
"All is forgiven. We must hurry the train to Hogwarts leaves very soon. Genovese is to pose as a student, as previously mentioned"
Genovese hugged her mother one last time, and then hurried on the train. They had been under an invisible barrier until then, and now she was seen by many students. She hurried onto the train, and searched for her compartment. Luckily, she found one which only had one student in it, the exact student she had been looking for. Draco Malfoy.
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Yes, that day had been awful. Seeing her mother made it all the harder to board the train, but she did so. Genovese had been trained as a spy, but she was never prepared to fall in love with her subject, and that year she did.
Chapter One Genovese of the Elfin People
She watched him, with hooded eyes. He stalked through the great hall, and towards his dungeons. What makes this creature so important to the ministry? She had wondered this many times, but she was to finish her mission, no questions asked. Still, his silver blonde hair, and grey eyes to match made her wonder. They were going to meet later, but it never seemed soon enough.
Genovese was an elf, or rather as some would say, a half breed. She had dark auburn hair, and striking light blue eyes. She did not have the pointed ears, common of English elves, but she was rather short. She was only 14 when the ministry had caught her, and she had agreed to become a spy for them instead of being sent to Azkaban. Her mother was half elf, and her father man, so the elf in her was rarely seen. She could remember that day so clearly, the day she had been caught.
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"What have we got here?" a tall man with red hair said to his partner.
"A half breed sir. We found it near Hogwarts. I tried to send it straight to Azkaban, but the office would have none of it, they said to bring it to you."
"I know that you're new to this department son, but even you can see that it's a girl! Look at those eyes! And that hair!" the red haired man said.
"Well, you can never tell with the half breeds." The young man replied.
"She's hardly even a half elf! You must learn that not all elves are a bad sort, just as not all wizards aren't the bad sort." Arthur Weasley said.
" Coulda fooled me. All bloody wizards should rot in hell! And I am a girl for your information." Genovese said glaring that the younger wizard.
"See sir, she's a brat I tell ya!" the younger wizard said, trying to hold back the small creature that was fighting aginst his arms. "Stop it you!" he yelled at Genovese.
"Dean, stop it now. She's just a young one! I'll call reinforcements. What was her crime anyhow?" Arthur asked clearly tired of having to deal with such a young, prejudice wizard.
"Caught her stealing food from the Malfoy's sir, and she's not registered as a half breed." Dean said, clearly proud for his profound information.
"Here girl, I won't hurt you, were just gonna put you to sleep till we get to Dumbledore." Arthur Weasley said as he approached the struggling girl in Dean's arms with his wand out.
Genovese couldn't remember much after that, but she woke up in Dumbledore's estate. She was sleeping on a clean white bed, with lots of pillows. She cried out when she woke, and the next thing she knew, Dumbledore and Arthur were at her side, bombarding her with questions.
"Genovese, my dear, I am Albus and this is Arthur. We are working with the ministry to find all elves and half breeds in the area. Voldemort is trying to kill off many breeds since his rise, and the elves have been one of the first to attack. Many elves have come to the wizard community for help. You are not the first of your kind to be found. We found your name on the cloak you were wearing.We need to ask you a few questions, please don't be afraid.'
Gen looked into his clear eyes, so much like her's, and trusted him. She was bundled up in her clothes and blanket from the bed, and felt rather protected. She nodded mutely.
"Now, what are you? Arthur here guessed half breed, but we need to know from you." Albus looked at her carefully. She had the mark of an elf on her right calf. The flowing tattoo which all elves were born with, but she had not elf ears, or even pointed looks. She was all curves, round hips and rather mature chest. She was clearly a teenage elf, almost a woman. She had shoulder length auburn hair, and a bow shaped mouth. She did not look like an elf at all, but she had to be, or so Albus thought.
"My mother was half elf," Gen begain softly "but my father was human. I am only one - fourth elf. However, I belong to the royal elfin family."
Albus frowned. If she was elfin royalty, then why was she out stealing? He asked just this.
"Stealing!" Gen cried "I was hardly stealing! I am a spy, for the elfin ministry."
"But you're too young! I don't know much about the elfin folk," and here Arthur said under his breath "very secretive bunch" which earned him a nasty glare from Gen "but I hardly think they would allow a child to do such work."
"I don't mean to offend you, Arthur, but the elfin people are in a difficult situation. We have not had so many of our relatives join Voldemort since the dark times. They sent me out because I am a fine spy, and that was just what they needed." Gen finished.
We need spies too, Albus thought. He noticed something about this girl that he didn't at first. She spoke with an Irish undertone, common of elfin people. He knew she would be sent to Azkaban if she did not make a deal with the ministry. Wizards were still very prejuidece towards elf's, and elf's were normally the same. He wondered how he could manage such a deal. He was sure she was a good spy, even if she was a bit delicate. Albus also knew that the Malfoy's would be most upset if she was not deported.
"I'll make you a proposition Genovese of the elves. You become a spy for the wizard ministry, and I will make sure you are not crated off to Azkaban." Albus told her in a solemn voice. He knew she had family, but the ministry was in need of spies, and they would certainly not let her go back to the elves. Genovese stared at him, disbelief etched in her eyes.
"No! I have family! I need to go back to them!" she cried.
"Albus, she has family, we cannot ask this of her!" Arthur exclaimed. He had a daughter, who looked so much like this girl and his heart went out to her.
"Arthur, she will be sent to Azkaban if she dose not become a spy! There is no way to send her back to her people!" Albus yelled. He felt more guilt than anything, but he knew this was the best decision.
"Alright. If I must, I will. But on one condition. My mother be aloud to come and see me." Genovese spoke with a hard tone, as if keeping back anger and tears, as if expected to be an adult, not just her 14 years.
Albus stared. He must allow this, it was her only contact home. The arrangements were made. Only her mother could come, and in a safe auror controlled area. Genovese would see her mother before she left for her assignment. Since she was already studying the Malfoy's, she was to study their son at Hogwarts. She had heard of the school, but knew nothing of it. Wizarding school she supposed. Elf's had their own brand of magic, but she could use a wand if necessary. The before she left for Hogwarts, her mother came to see her.
"Genovese, mon holch bebe." Her mother held her close, and spoke ancient words of elfin to her. Albus watched it all through sorrow filled eyes.
"Hlanach, componato helm. Fornito, mama. Fornito." Genovese said, trying to calm her mother.
"What are they saying Albus?" Arthur whispered as they both looked on.
"Her mother said 'Genovese, my precious baby'. This term is used in sorrow Arthur, and cannot be translated directly to English, but it's a sort of goodbye. Genovese said 'There is no need for worry. No need, mother, no need.'." Albus whispered back to Arthur.
"They should not be allowed to speak in their language Albus!" exclaimed an officer of the ministry. "They could be collaborating."
"Not now, they are only saying goodbye, I am listing to every word. Do not interrupt them." Albus said hastily.
"Olona, econa shnico. Tor clos eh Hogwarts. Blnca mama, waunu blnca eh golo." Genovese whispered as her mother held her, rocking her and crying.
"Poor girl," whispered Albus "To have to comfort your mother when she is so distraught." Arthur nodded.
Genoese's mother handed her over to Albus. She acted as if she was giving away her most valuable passion. She stroked her daughter's hair, and then spoke in elfin to Albus.
"Kochna nah verdo econa?" she said harshly.
"Very safe, I swear to you, Onlona" Albus said smiling.
"Do not smile at me! You are taking away my people's only princess! My only child! I am speaking in your language to save time, and so that man over there will stop glaring at me. How long will her mission be?" The elfin queen finished with a harsh tone.
Albus was taken aback, he assumed this woman could not speak English, how wrong he was.
"Her mission will be a year, at least. The mission may require some more time though."
"Shalona mama! Onlona econ tros Azkaban? This man has saved from such a fate! Be kind Mother, on my behalf." Genovese pleaded.
Genovese's mother looked at her only child, then back at Albus. She stood taller, dressed in her long robes, red hair laying smoothly down her back.
"Forgive me Albus, for my rudeness. But you must understand the sacrifice this is. We love Genovese very dearly." The queen said these words softly, and very gracefully. Albus could see where Genovese learned her manners.
"All is forgiven. We must hurry the train to Hogwarts leaves very soon. Genovese is to pose as a student, as previously mentioned"
Genovese hugged her mother one last time, and then hurried on the train. They had been under an invisible barrier until then, and now she was seen by many students. She hurried onto the train, and searched for her compartment. Luckily, she found one which only had one student in it, the exact student she had been looking for. Draco Malfoy.
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Yes, that day had been awful. Seeing her mother made it all the harder to board the train, but she did so. Genovese had been trained as a spy, but she was never prepared to fall in love with her subject, and that year she did.