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It's a Fact, Kid

By Silver Wolf





Chapter Five

"SLYTHERIN!"

Sylvan took the hat off, stood up, placed it on the stool and joined Draco at the Slytherin Table.

"Alex, please tell me I'm dreaming," Draco said calmly. "It's not right. This must be a dream! You CAN'T be in Slytherin."

His brother snorted. "I can Draco, because I am. Slytherin's the equivalent to my old House at the MMA anyway. No big surprise."

"It is for me," Draco muttered. "What classes are you taking?"

"Advanced Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, and Ancient Runes." Sylvan smirked. "Same as you, Draconis."

His eyes narrowed. "What have I told you about calling me Draconis, Alexis?"

Sylvan pretended to think about it. "Gee Draco, I don't seem to remember any conversations involving that. I didn't know you had rules about you name."

Draco just sighed and started to eat. Sylvan smirked and followed suit.

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Later that night in the dorms, the sixth year Slytherin boys decided to interrogate their new housemate, as they knew next to nothing about him.

"So what was the Melbourne Magical Academy like?" Blaise Zabini asked.

Sylvan grinned at him. "Pretty cool. It's a lot like Hogwarts, really, from what Draco's told me about this place over the years."

The other four boys looked intrigued by the mention of their friend, who was currently lying on his bed and glaring at Sylvan.

"Oh that's right, drag me into this mess. I want to sleep Alex, leave me alone." With that, he closed the hangings on his bed.

Sylvan snorted at his brother's behaviour. "He's my cousin," he explained to the others. "My father is his father's twin brother. I took my mother's maiden name when I came here so there wouldn't be too much confusion between me and Draco."

"Does the MMA have Houses?" asked Morag MacDougal.

Sylvan nodded. "Yep. Each of the MMA's houses has a Hogwarts equivalent. Gryffindors would be Phoenixes, Hufflepuffs would be Hippogriffs, Ravenclaws would be Sphinxes, and Slytherins would be in my old House, which was Unicorn. The school was founded by the Hogwarts founders, and each of them used their favourite magical creature for their house instead of their name."

"So are you sorted by a Sorting Hat?" Greg asked.

"Yes."

"You'd think the Founder's would have come up with something original to define the difference between here and Hogwarts," Blaise commented.

"They built the school before there was really anyone there to use it. It was only discovered by wizards in 1893, and they had it ready to accept it's first students in 1902."

"Pretty cool," Vince said.

"Yeah. If you guys don't mind, I'm going to bed now. It's getting late, and we have classes in the morning." He smiled. "Goodnight Blaise, Vince, Morag, Greg. 'Night Draco," he called. There was an indecipherable grunt that the five boys decided to take as goodnight.

About an hour later Sylvan was lying in his bed, trying to sleep, when his hangings parted and his brother crawled onto his bed.

"Sylvan," he whispered, "When the fuck did you find so much out about the Melbourne Magical Academy?"

Sylvan sighed. "I'll tell you some other time, Draco."

"No, brother, you're going to tell me now." He narrowed his eyes. "And don't think I'm falling for the whole, 'I read it in a book' trick that I know you're going to try. Spill."

"Tomorrow, Draco. But I'd like to get some sleep before I have to start classes here again. Remember, I've missed out on the last year and a half. I don't want to fall asleep in Transfiguration."

Draco left his brother's bed, returning to his own. Sylvan was a mystery to Draco, even after half a year. And he was a mystery that Draco was determined to solve.



************Flashback**************

Harry had been staying at Malfoy Manor for the past week, and he had been getting along very well with his father. Lucius hadn't asked him any questions that he didn't want to answer, and Harry had been thankful.

Narcissa had started mothering him the second he stepped through the door, showing him his room, making sure he had enough to eat, fussing over the way he was dressed.

She had even taken him shopping, dragging him through both wizarding and Muggle shops in London.

Lucius had, with Harry's permission, removed the charm that had been hiding his appearance, and Harry found that his hair was the same colour as Draco's and Lucius's, but with slightly darker streaks of red-gold, obviously from his mother.

And it was about then that Narcissa had said sweetly, "Harry dear, while I'm glad you changed those horrible glasses you had last time I saw you during the past year, those wire ones still don't look right. How about we go into Muggle London and get you some contacts?"

Although it had been somewhat awkward at first, Harry had soon found himself enjoying his new life. He had been addressing Lucius as 'Father' since the second day, and had become more comfortable with it since.

He hadn't been sure what he was supposed to call Narcissa, because Mrs Malfoy seemed too formal, but he couldn't bring himself to call her Narcissa.

The issue had resolved itself when she'd taken him shopping, and she had been ordering him to try on clothing for hours on end. Harry had, after a while, taken to answering each 'and how about this shirt?' or whatever, with 'Yes Mother', as he often did whenever his female friends ordered him about in a motherly fashion.

Ever since, to him Narcissa Malfoy became Mother.

And now Harry was sitting in his room playing chess with her while they were waiting for Lucius to pick Draco up from the station at the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts.

They heard the door open, and the voices of Lucius and Draco floated up the stairs towards them.

The game of chess was abandoned as Narcissa dragged Harry out of his room and down the stairs, despite him telling her that it would be a good idea to tell Draco that he was there, at least, before the poor boy got the shock of his life.

She refused to listen, and seconds later she let go of his arm and jumped down the last three steps, rushing to give her son a hug.

Lucius grinned at Harry and walked over while Draco was occupied. "Try to be civil. If you can't, for some reason, you have my full permission to hex him."

Harry smiled back. "I'm sure I'll appreciate that, Father," he said quietly. "Have you told him anything?"

Lucius shifted uncomfortably. "Well, I told him you were here. And that you looked somewhat different. I didn't get any further than a brief description."

Harry frowned. "And why not?" he demanded.

"Um, because I didn't get up the courage to even begin until we were five minutes away."

"Bloody hell, and here I thought you were going to start the conversation the second you got in the car."

"Harry, do me a favour and shut up."

Harry just sighed. "Give me ten minutes alone with him, and not only will I have it explained, but he'll have a new hair colour."

"All right then." Lucius smirked at him and headed for the library, not noticing as his own hair turned red and gold.

Narcissa turned from her conversation with Draco to talk to Harry for a minute. "Harry dear, you wouldn't mind helping Draco take his things upstairs, would you?"

He smiled at her. "Of course not." He walked over and grabbed the box and empty owl-cage from on top of Draco's trunk and headed up the stairs. He turned after a second. "Are you coming?" he asked.

Draco quickly grabbed his trunk and caught up with him. "Are you going to tell me why you're here?"

Harry waited until they had entered Draco's room before answering. "Actually, I am, as your father was too scared to do it himself."

Draco snorted. "Father, scared? Yeah right. You obviously don't know him well."

"Draco, I've been here a week, what can you expect? Besides, his actual words were 'I didn't get up the courage to even begin until we were five minutes away'. He admitted it himself."

"You don't seem to be explaining."

"I'm somewhat nervous about it myself."

"What happened to all that Gryffindor bravery?"

"It's been cancelled out by my Slytherin heritage," Harry replied dryly. "Would you believe that my mother was descended from Godric Gryffindor and Helga Hufflepuff on her mother's side?" he asked, seemingly changing the subject.

Draco was obviously shocked. "I thought your mother was a Muggle Born!" he exclaimed. "Was her father a Muggle, then?"

Harry laughed. "Certainly not. Her father was Voldemort."

Draco blinked. "I see what you meant about Slytherin heritage. Is there anything I should know about your father?"

"Well, yes, as there is more to my Slytherin heritage. You see, James Potter wasn't my father at all."

The Slytherin looked at him shrewdly. "I think I know who is, and if I'm right, and I usually am, then it would make you my brother."

"You're right. I am."

"I see." Draco was stunned, to say the least. He didn't even notice that Harry had turned his hair purple. "I'm shocked you weren't put in Slytherin."

"It was a near thing. I'll leave you to unpack." He stood up and left the room.

************End Flashback**************





Ha! No cliffhanger, unless you count Draco's/Lucius's reactions to their new hair colours. Aren't you all so proud of me?

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