Malfoy Invasion
By Cassandra Sisenta
Thanks so much to Cariel, sassw14, and PhoenixRae for reviewing!
Well, Draco wouldn't be here in this chapter but he would be back on the next one. Don't worry. ^_^
Disclaimer: I only own Julian Alexander Malfoy, my Mini-Draco and his hyperactive twin Larizza Olivia Malfoy. ^_^
Chapter I
Too Many Malfoys
Anyone who have been in Hogwarts for a long time and attentive to the student gossip mill would have seen the sight of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley together truly a wonder.
Everybody knew that the youngest Weasley had the biggest crush on the young and famous wizard.
Everybody knew the youngest Weasley never uttered more than a few words in the presence of the Boy Who Lived.
Right?
Right.
Then, how was it possible that they were now walking down the hall of the Hogwarts Express, bantering like old friends, when no one has ever seen them actually interact like that before?
What kind of twist of circumstance is playing here?
All right, who was it that kidnapped ickle little Ginny Weasley and replaced her with this confident and blooming beauty?
"Thank you so much for coming with me to get these, Harry." Ginny Weasley beamed up at her tall companion as she walked down the hall to her train compartment. Her hands were laden with sweets and pastries from the dining cart.
Harry Potter smiled back in return, walking side by side with her. "T'was nothing Ginny. It was getting awfully stuffy in the compartment. You could feel those two actually itching to jump each other." The dark-haired boy stuck his finger into his mouth in a show of disgust.
The little redhead giggled, understanding him perfectly.
Apparently, her elder brother, Ron and Harry's other best friend, Hermione Granger had finally revealed their feelings for one another that past summer and they almost couldn't get their hands off each other since then.
It was getting annoying.
"Really Harry, how do you manage to cope with being the third wheel?" Ginny asked.
Harry shrugged. "It's pretty easy once you manage to perfect the skill of blanking them out and pretending that you're in another world all together."
Ginny giggled once more, her brown eyes glowing with teasing. "Another world? What, the wonderful world of Cho Chang?"
Harry shook his head when Ginny begun nudging him teasingly while wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. He chuckled and pulled her red hair lightly as he came to do in answer to her teasing as he said, "You little prat! That was a low blow!"
Ginny tried to get away but that notion was quickly squashed when something hit her hard in the mid-section.
Everything was like in slow motion. The chocolate frogs and pastries she had been holding were in the air. The train's interior came to focus before her eyes before sighting the pixie lights on the ceilings.
"Ginny!" Harry's voice called from behind her and she knew he tried to catch her.
But he failed in his heroics for once.
Ginny Weasley had everything planned out for her sixth year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
First and foremost, she promised that she would get over her crush over her hopeless and now-ridiculous crush over Harry Potter, aka the Boy who Lived. He was never ever going to see her as more than the little sister he never had and she had to learn to accept that.
Secondly, she will do well in her studies. Nuff said.
Thirdly, she will stand up for herself against all the prats and idiots who plan on picking on her and her family. She was a big girl now and she didn't need any more rescuing from Ron, Hermione, or Harry.
And finally, in line with her first plan, she would get herself a life. Being a Potter groupie for as long as she could remember, there hadn't been much time for friends. Sure, Colin Creevey, her best friend, was great but expanding her social circle wouldn't hurt, right?
She had been thinking about these things all summer and when she had been able to twist and turn her perspective on her life around, she was convinced she needed a change.
Secretly, a more assertive and frank Ginny existed. It was just hidden somewhere underneath an overwhelming shyness that had been the bane of her existence ever since she had lain eyes on a young and uncertain Harry Potter.
She wasn't blaming Harry for what he changed in her. It just happened that he affected her far too much to the point that it wasn't healthy anymore and she knew she had to stop.
Hermione was also a good help ever since they became close during Ginny's third year, Hermione's fourth.
She always listened to Ginny rant and rave over anything under the sun and was patient with her constant complaints about Harry. She never outright told Ginny that what she was doing was hopeless, no Hermione was too nice for that.
Hermione recognized how Ginny's life revolved around her feelings for the Boy who Lived, but she also encouraged the younger girl to look beyond him at what else life has to offer.
Her constant insights on the matter made Ginny come to a decision.
If Harry would only see her as a little sister and friend, then a little sister and friend is what he's going to get.
Her first promise was the hardest to accomplish.
She had had feelings for Harry ever since she was ten. Ending history like that took a lot of work.
Getting to talk to Harry while looking him straight in the eye was a good start and the rest followed. By the end of the summer, Harry and Ginny were actually good friends.
Everything else just seemed to come together after that.
Well, almost everything. She had yet to come across the ultimate prat that she needed to face. She had yet to meet up with Draco Malfoy.
She never really liked Draco Malfoy.
The amazing bouncing ferret always picked on her and Ron whenever he had the chance and it had always been Ron who ended up fighting him off and getting into trouble. Ginny never had the opportunity or the gall to actually face off against the smirking Death Eater spawn. (A/N: ouch! Okay that hurt for me to write, but hey, this is a Weasley's point of view.)
She wouldn't be taking anymore of Malfoy's crap this year.
That was for sure.
He's going to get it if he as much as says one insulting word at her.
Ginny landed on the wooden floor with a loud crash and it took some time before she could stop the whirling in her head to pay attention to anything around her.
"Ginny?"
She attempted to focus her confused brown eyes on whomever it was who spoke to her. Concerned green eyes and a worried expression on a handsome face topped with messy dark hair met her gaze.
"Ginny, are you all right?"
Ginny finally registered that it was Harry speaking to her, but before she could reply, the weight that had been on her stomach that she hadn't noticed until then, moved off of her.
"Oh I am so sorry! Are you all right?"
She turned her head to look at where the voice came from.
The little girl had a doll-like appearance with her long, curly, golden-blond hair and dynamite blue eyes. Her hair was done up into a neat half-ponytail and her eyes were looking entreatingly at her. She had been sprawled over her, but somehow she had managed to sit up and recover gracefully, her back straight and her legs folded under her.
The doll-girl blinked and Ginny was brought out of her observations.
"Yes. I'm all right."
Ginny watched with fascination as the girl suddenly clapped her hands together and smiled with glee at her response. "That's wonderful! I thought I hurt you too much! Your boyfriend was awfully worried about you." She said, inclining her little head towards Harry's direction whom was still crouching by Ginny's side.
Harry noticeably blushed, something that would have made Ginny very happy a year ago, at the girl's comment. He ignored the girl's words and helped Ginny up, still not taking the concerned expression off of his face. "Ginny are you sure you're all right?"
Ginny nodded, a little dazed but fine. "Yes Harry. Stop worrying about—"
But her statement was cut short when another voice sliced into the conversation.
"Okay Rizza, what have you done this time?"
Harry's spine straightened quickly and Ginny noticed the sudden tenseness that had come over him.
He spun towards the direction of the voice; Ginny's eyes almost bugged out of their sockets.
Standing before them in the middle of the hall with his arms crossed over his chest, was a boy who looked exactly like Draco Malfoy when he was eleven.
He could have been Draco for all they knew. He had the perfectly slicked back white-blond hair, the straight and proud posture, the dark and expensive robes, and that unmistakable bored and snobbish expression on his face. The boy even had the annoying drawl down pat.
Sharp, gray eyes cut to the two gaping Gryffindors and the boy hissed, in a drawl tinged with annoyance, "Why don't you snap a picture? It would last longer."
Harry and Ginny jumped in shock.
They were expecting an insult, name-calling, but nothing of the sort came.
They studied him carefully. Who was this boy and why did he look so much like Draco Malfoy?
Their questions were answered when the doll-girl came forward and sighed.
"Oh Juli, what is up your butt now?"
Ginny almost wanted to pull the girl away when she went closer to the mini-Draco.
Those cold gray eyes snapped back to the girl in question, the doll-girl named Rizza. "Need you ask? Obviously I'm here to make sure that you don't make a mess of things. And please, for the love of Merlin." The boy groaned and rolled his eyes in obvious annoyance. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me 'Juli'? I have a beautiful name and it's Julian Alexander if you have forgotten, Larizza Olivia."
Ginny found herself giggling while Harry looked at her like she was insane.
It was just very amusing watching the two of them interact and it was quite funny watching the Malfoy-look-alike twisting his very distinct features around in different expressions. Draco Malfoy had a face like stone and he only had two facial expressions: smug and smugger.
The mini-Draco caught the sound of her giggles and he narrowed his eyes at Ginny.
Rizza seemed to have picked up on his sullen mood and tried her best to smooth out the situation.
"I'm very sorry." She smiled apologetically at Harry and Ginny as she wrapped one arm around mini-Draco's, the boy who called himself Julian Alexander, in a very familiar manner. It was amazing that he didn't even seem to mind. "Everybody's been staring at him ever since he stepped into the train."
"I know I'm good-looking." The boy who looked a lot like Draco quipped.
This time, Harry looked at him like he was insane.
"But must they look at me all the time as if I were some painting on display? It's getting bloody annoying feeling their eyes on my back all the time."
Rizza expressed Ginny and Harry's thoughts when the girl rolled her eyes and slapped him up the head. This earned her the contemptuous glare from the trademark gray eyes.
"You are so full of yourself, you do realize that don't you? Honestly!" She looked like she wanted to throw her hands up in the air. "People only look at you funny because you look exactly like Drake!"
"Drake?"
Harry and Ginny were looking at each other as if trying to comprehend the shock.
"You do mean Draco Malfoy don't you?" Harry asked, his eyes looking hopeful that they would say "no".
That would be all they needed. More Malfoys.
The two eleven-year-olds looked at the pair of Gryffindors and something more was revealed to them.
The two of them looked alike, despite the hair and eye color.
They were twins.
Malfoy twins.
Ginny could feel Harry getting sick.
"Why yes." Julian answered in a drawl, a little, familiar smirk lifting one side of his thin lips. "We are his cousins."
"My name is Larizza Olivia Malfoy, but please call me Rizza." Rizza smiled that was distinctly a Malfoy's despite the warmth and welcome that was there.
"And I am Julian Alexander Malfoy, as you probably have heard." His right eyebrow raised and there was no mistaking him now. He is a Malfoy. "And you are?"
"Ginny Weasley." Ginny smiled hesitantly and held out her hand. "Pleased to meet you Rizza, Julian."
Rizza sighed and rolled her blue eyes to the ceiling once more when Ginny gasped at what her twin brother did. Julian had taken Ginny's hand and kissed it instead of shaking it as Ginny intended.
Even Harry looked appalled at the gesture.
Not only was this totally un-Malfoyish (as far as they were exposed to it), but it was a known fact that the Malfoys and the Weasleys had never gotten along.
Julian saw her shock and gracefully cushioned it with an explanation. "I was raised to be a gentleman, Ms. Weasley and despite the feud between our families I believe that any female should be treated with respect." He looked very serious and he seemed older than he was at that moment.
"How old are you?" Ginny squeaked out suddenly before she could even think.
"Pardon?"
"Oh forget it." Ginny said hastily, pulling her hand out of his and blushing.
How embarrassing! Blushing because of a chivalrous eleven-year-old Malfoy! Was
she getting desperate?
"I know you!"
Ginny forgot all about her embarrassment when she heard the shrill explanation.
Rizza was staring excitedly at a suddenly uncomfortable-looking Harry Potter, whose bangs had suddenly revealed his telltale lightning bolt scar.
"You're Harry Potter!"
Rizza was jumping up and down and Julian was regarding him with mild interest.
"Well aren't you??" Rizza's blue eyes were probably begging him to answer an affirmative.
Harry cleared his throat uncomfortably, not happy that he was once more in the spotlight. "Well, yes."
"This is so cool!" She squealed and Julian visibly cringed, but not much.
"I get to go to school with Harry Potter! Isn't this great, Julian?" She turned to her passive brother to confirm his own excitement as well. To this, Julian answered in a dry, but otherwise neutral response.
"Smashing, Rizza."
The hyperactive twin was on a roll now and began raining questions on the poor Boy Who Lived, who at the moment, wished that he was the Boy Who Died and Didn't Live to Experience This.
"Was it really VOLDEMORT who put that scar on you?"
"Were you scared?"
"Do you remember everything that happened?"
As much as Ginny was feeling sympathetic for Harry, she couldn't help but be amused at the situation.
It was kind of funny. Imagine, six foot tall Harry Potter almost quailing underneath the enthusiastic attention of a petite eleven year old girl while the girls' twin brother was looking on as if divided between leaving her there or stopping her tirade.
Her gaze collided with that of Julian's and she saw exasperation in his eyes even if it was just for a moment.
"Come now Rizza." Julian's voice was as drawling as it had been before but it had lost its sarcastic edge. "Adriana and Draco have been searching for you."
"Aww!" Rizza stopped and looked regretfully at Harry (looking relieved) then at her twin. "Do we really have to go?"
Julian answered without a pause. "You know the answer to that."
Rizza sighed and her posture seemed to deflate a little, but it was gone almost immediately and she was cheerful again. "All right." She turned back on Harry and smiled up at him. "It was nice meeting you, Harry Potter."
Despite her earlier behavior, Harry favored her with a smile. Harry had a soft spot for kids. He couldn't really stay irritated with them. "And you too Rizza."
Rizza beamed up at him and his smile seemed to have widened and grown more sincere. The girl would be quite the charmer when she grew up. She moved to leave, but not before calling over her shoulder, "Sorry about that again, Ginny!"
"I'm fine." Ginny reassured her and waved.
Rizza waved back and skipped down the hall, her long blond hair bouncing gaily behind her.
Harry and Ginny turned to Julian who had stayed behind.
The Malfoy twin inclined his head formally and with an elegant swish of his robes, he exited the scene.
Ginny watched as he caught up with his twin and Rizza wrapped him in a sudden and warm hug. This time, Julian tried desperately to shrug her off.
"Geroff me!"
"No!"
"I hate you."
"No
you don't!"
"Wanna bet?"
"Oh Juli you're such a meanie!"
"Stop calling me Juli!"
Harry stood beside Ginny and poked her in the shoulder, making her look up at him. He had a worried look in his eyes as he sighed and turned his head back to watch the Malfoy twins disappear at the far end of the hall.
"This could turn out to be quite a different year, what do you think?"
Ginny sighed. "I like them for some reason, Harry. Do you think it's wrong?"
A slight smile was on Harry's face. "I don't know what to think. Maybe we'll just have to wait and see."
Ginny couldn't help but feel strangely anticipating the new school year even more.
The twins' appearance was a sign.
Something amazing was going to happen that year.