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This is my first fic and it probably sucks.  Please read and review.

The Son of the Dark Lord

It is said that before the downfall of Lord Voldemort, he had a son with none other than Narcissa Malfoy.  Narcissa kept it a secret from the entire wizarding world and even her husband Lucius.  She hid her son in one of the dungeons under the Malfoy mansion.  Voldemort and Narcissa decided to name him Chris Malfoy seeing as how much Voldemort despised his original muggle name.  At the end of Voldemort's reign of terror, Narcissa told Lucius about her son.  To her surprise, her husband went along with it.  He thought that when Chris became powerful enough he could pick up where Voldemort left off.  They kept their second son a secret because it would send the wizarding public into chaos. 

            When Chris was old enough to actually learn and remember things, Lucius arranged for him to be tutored at the legendary Black School of Spain where he would learn the darkest of magic by the darkest of wizards that no one knew about.  He was four when he went off to Spain and he was a full-fledged evil year old evil wizard.  He had even become more powerful than most of the 6th and 7th year students at Hogwarts.

            Draco had just started his 6th year at Hogwarts.  Chris would just be starting his 1st year at Hogwarts but he would actually be going into his 5th year since he was 15 and powerful enough to graduate now.  There was a very big problem though: how were the Malfoys going to explain to every one where this 15 year old kid come from that nobody had ever seen before.  In the end the Malfoys told the school governors and the school staff the they had adopted him from a magical orphanage.  They wanted to keep it a secret for some unknown reason. 

            When Chris arrived at Hogwarts at the start of his 5th year, everyone just stared at him.  The students had never seen a more sinister looking kid before.  It had reminded them to much of Voldemort.  Even though he was very evil looking,  all the girls thought he was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen.  He had gray, piercing eyes that seemed to bore right through people, looking into their deepest darkest desires.  His raven black hair was shoulder length and perfectly straight.  He had the brightest and straightest smile at Hogwarts.  He was muscular and deeply tanned from his endless years in hot Spain. 

            He had entered the hall with the first years.  He waited in line examining the four house tables.  He had known nothing about the history of each but he did know the names.  Judging by the dark looks the table on the far right were giving everyone, these had to be the Slytherins. 

"Malfoy, Chris," McGonagall shouted.

As soon as Chris stepped forward, the Sorting Hat called out, "SLYTHERIN."

Draco got his first shock of the year when he heard the name Chris Malfoy.  He had already knew that he had a brother because he had heard his parents talking about him although they didn't know that he knew.

 This is my first fic and it probably sucks.  I just wrote it off the top of my head.  The second chapter should be up soon.  I would appreciate any reviews and constructive criticism only.  Please do not flame me.  If you have a problem just e-mail me and don't act like a jerk in front of the whole fanfiction community.  I will try to recognize anyone who reviews at the end of the next chapter. Thanks.