Prophecy:

"What a small one brings in

A big one can take out

What is an end to one

Is the beginning to another"

A/N: This chapter has a lot of description. Not a lot, but I needed to explain Kerra's feelings without speaking. But please read the paragraphs because you need to see how much Kerra suffered and it's part of the story! So please read them even if they look long and scary.

Important Note: This is the chapter before the last! NEXT CHAPTER is the LAST one!

! CHAPTER BEFORE !

But when Kerra peered over at her brother, Devon turned his head away from her and began to cry. Kerra, startled, began to cry, too. Snape took Kerra outside and the family spent their time hushing the baby.

But why had Devon done that?

! END CHAPTER BEFORE !

Ginny and Colin had both been shocked and confused by that incident. Everyone had been mystified. Snape and Dumbledore both had an idea about why that had happened though.

"Why did Devon cry?" asked Ginny.

"Hatred," Dumbledore responded quietly.

"Hatred? How could he know what hatred is at this age?" Colin asked.

"He probably sensed that Kerra wasn't of the same blood as he was," Snape explained as he walked in holding Kerra's little chubby hand as she curled a lock of blond hair.

"But-but-but that's impossible! He's a day old! How can he sense that?" Ginny blurted out.

"He must be a wizard then," Dumbledore said. Devon, who had stopped crying now, was sleeping peacefully in Ginny's arms.

"My baby can't hate Kerra just because she has a different father! I won't stand my child to turn out like that!" exclaimed Ginny angrily.

"Ginny, dear, calm down!" Colin said. "I'm sure it will wear off."

And that was what was told to Ginny every time she fretted about how Devon was going to think when he grew up. 'I'm sure it will wear off'.

But it didn't.

Devon was brought home and shown the nursery. Kerra thankfully understood that since she was now a proud four year old and her brother was but a baby, he would have more of his parents' attentions since he needed more help. And that was fine with Kerra. She liked being older and helping out. She liked knowing what to do while all her brother did was gurgle and cry. She ran about during errands for her mother: fetching the bottle, getting an extra diaper, that sort of stuff, her blond locks bouncing on her shoulder as she raced about the house.

She still had this fear of Devon. Kerra never went too near Devon because she didn't want him to cry. She didn't want him to turn his back on her and look away and cry. She didn't want her baby brother to cry because of her. She loved him, even though he didn't love her.

A year passed and it was soon Devon's first birthday. Kerra wore her favorite pink princess dress with ruffles and a pink tiara lay nestled in her blond curls. Devon was quite joyous until he saw Kerra. He had learned to string together small sentences and his favorite was: 'I don't want Kerra here. I hate Kerra.'

Kerra never let it get to her in front of her parents. But when she was in bed at night, she would start to cry. She knew Malfoys were supposed to be strong from all the stories her mum told her, but she couldn't. She would imagine Devon's chubby little baby face and the image would blur suddenly because of the raindrops cascading her pale face in the moonlight of the window. She loved Devon, but why did he hate her so much? He had once said because she was a Malfoy and they were evil. Ginny had gotten so mad, fury echoed in her eyes and anger rocked the floors, but Colin had calmed her down and Devon had never said it again unless he was alone with Kerra.

"Happy Birthday Devon!" Kerra shouted. Devon looked at her with pure disgust.

"Why she here? I don't want Kerra here! I hate Kerra! Kerra, out! Out! Out!" Devon cried.

Kerra looked at her brother, remorse filling her creamy pastel blue eyes. Her eyes were like oceans as the tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, Devon. I d-didn't m-mean to ruin your p-party!" Kerra cried as she rubbed her eyes with back of her hands and ran upstairs to her room.

"Much better," Devon said. Ginny looked at Colin and rushed upstairs to her tearful daughter.

! Kerra's Room !

"Kerra?" Ginny whispered. "Are you here?"

"Mummy?" Kerra whimpered. "Oh, mummy!" she cried as she raced into her mother's arms and wept.

"Why does he hate me, mummy? Why? I love him! Why does he hate me so much?" Kerra wept. "Why do I have to be a Malfoy, mum? Why couldn't I be a Creevey? Why, mum?" Kerra whined as the tears ornamented her mother's shirt.

"Kerra-Chanelle Aphrodite Malfoy! Don't you dare ever ask to be something other than a Malfoy! You should be proud of yourself! You've been such a great sister to Devon! He's so little, Kerra. He doesn't understand. And no more nonsense about not wanting to be a Malfoy, understood? Your father was a wonderful person and I loved him with all my heart. And I m-miss him so much!" Ginny began to weep meekly.

"Draco, wherever you are, I hope you're happy where you are, and I want you to know we miss you terribly! I love you, Draco! And I always will!" Ginny cried suddenly.

"Mummy?"

"Yes, dear?" Ginny said as she stifled a sob and wiped off her daughter's tears.

"Is daddy watching us?" she asked looking up at the ceiling.

"Yes, daddy is watching us, love. And he wants you to be strong for him. So you're going to go back down there and we're going to party and have some cake! Okay?"

"Mummy?"

"Yes, love."

"Can I have two slices of cake?"

Ginny laughed. "Sure, Kerra. Come on."

Ginny took Kerra's hand they walked back down to the party. Ginny hoped that Devon would soon grow out of it. All the doctors had said it was just a phase and soon he would respect Kerra as a sister. Ginny hoped soon was really soon.

Kerra got her two slices as she had wanted and Devon had been quiet the whole time.

But he continued to hate her for quite a while.

A year rolled by and Kerra turned five. Devon was invited to her party at the park. She strolled by the very spot where Draco had died and laid down right there. She had stared up at the sky, and had murmured, in a soft whisper barely audible: "I love you, daddy. And I'm glad I'm a Malfoy."

Devon turned two and things still had not changed. Since Devon spoke more now the fights were longer and ensued in lots of stomping, banging doors, and crying.

Kerra tried to be strong. She really did. But she couldn't. Why couldn't he accept her for whom she was? Had Draco's life been like this, too?

More and more these days as Ginny told stories about Draco's struggle to fit into Hogwarts and not follow in his father's footsteps, Kerra understood why everyone had feared Draco and why so many had hated him. It was just like her and Devon. Devon hated her because she was a Malfoy. And to all, Malfoys meant Lucius and Lucius meant Death Eaters, which meant Voldemort.

Kerra finally mucked up the courage to ask Devon why he hated her so much. She knocked on his door, and when she got no answer, she walked in. Devon was seated on his beanie bag chair, reading.

"Hi, Devon," Kerra said. Devon looked up from his book slowly.

"Why are you in my room?" he asked.

"I wanted to ask you something, Devon. Devon, why do you hate me so much?" Kerra finally said. Devon looked up at her curiously.

"I already told you! You're a Malfoy! And they're evil!" Devon said disgusted.

"Well, is mummy evil?" asked Kerra.

"No, mummy nice."

"But she married a Malfoy and she became a Malfoy." Devon was silenced.

"Why don't you give me a chance? Not all Malfoys are bad, Devon," Kerra said. Devon rose slowly and walked to his little window with a door that opened up to a balcony. He walked outside and peered over the low banister.

Suddenly, Kerra froze. Her eyes seemed far off and her mind definitely was.

A young boy slowly opened up the door and walked outside. He placed his hands on the banister and leaned over the low railing, peering down below as his mother came in through the door. Slowly, yet surely, he lost his balance and fell. He fell slowly like a leaf floating to the floor. Slowly…slowly…slowly…

THUMP

Kerra shook herself awake and looked around. Devon was still peering over the banister and she heard the door close. She knew her mother had just come into the house. Then slowly, Devon lost his balance.

"Devon!" exclaimed Kerra as she rushed to him and grabbed him by the hand as he dangled below her. "Hold on Devon! I'll get you up!"

"I'm going to fall! Help me!" cried Devon as he started to cry.

"Devon, focus! Don't let go! Slowly, raise your other hand and grab mine," Kerra instructed. Devon raised his other little hand and slowly placed it in Kerra's. Kerra pulled him up gradually and placed him on the balcony floor as she collapsed on the ground. He was quite heavy for a two year old.

"Are you alright?" Kerra huffed through her panting.

"I-I t-think so," Devon replied. He looked at her inquisitively. "How did you know I was going to fall?"

"Mummy told me I'm a Seer. I saw you falling down after mummy came in. So when I heard the door close I knew mummy had come in and I knew you were going to fall soon so I rushed to help you," Kerra explained.

"Oh. But why you do it after I was mean to you? Why you no let me just fall?" asked Devon.

"Because no matter what you do to me you're still my baby brother and I'll always love you," Kerra said. She felt her eyes watering.

Then Devon did something unexpected.

He rushed over to his sister and hugged her tight.

"Thanks. You're my bestest sister!" he exclaimed. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," Kerra replied. She sighed and smiled as she embraced her brother back.

Suddenly, yet quietly, a see through figure materialized behind them. It was Draco's ghost. He smiled. Kerra felt something behind her and turns around…but no one is there. As she walked out of the room holding her brother's hand, a silent tear slid down Draco's cheek. A happy tear that Kerra and Devon had finally found peace.

Then he disappeared and there was no trace left to justify that anyone was ever there.

A/N- Was this chappie a little sappy? I liked it. Did you? Tell me in a review! Btw next chapter is the LAST ONE! There's still more left so don't think there isn't! A huge thing happens in the last chappie and it has to do with the prophecy! I will also reveal the whole prophecy next chapter! Please review!

Thank You Notes:

1. Smileyface1314-Don't worry she only is going to have two in this story! Devon and Kerra. Yes I know she had A LOT in spiraled but it's different now. No, Kerra isn't evil! Thanks for the review!

2. Kylie Dumbledore-This story isn't only about Draco and Harry it's about everyone in these groups mainly Snape's group. Thanks for all of your reviews!

3. ILUVRONWEASLEY-SUGAR ROCKS! LOL…Anyways, thanks for the review! It's okay if it took you a long time! All that matters is that you reviewed!

4. Yuii-Yay ur back again! No I haven't watched Troy but I did get the name Achilles from The Iliad which the movie Troy is based on. I just loved that guy! swoons too Well thanks for the review!

5. Cathy-Isn't Devon a cutie? Thanks for the review!