Disclaimer- None of the characters etc. to this point are mine. They are all the property of JK Rowling. Please don't sue…all I have is my Ron Weasley action figure.

Decisions

Chapter Two- Bonds of Blood

"Oh Zeus!" I swore as I dropped the paper and the box. They hit the floor with a loud bang. Mother's head snapped up and looked at me with great concern.

"Draco darling. What on earth is wrong?" She asked as she walked towards me. As she saw what I had been looking at she paled and gasped. "Oh Draco…I have been meaning to tell you…I really have…it just never seemed to be the right time…I am sorry…I am so sorry that I did not tell you before now." She wiped the tears from her cheeks.

I was in complete shock. Memories from the past five years came rushing back to me in an instant. Hermione Granger. The girl that I had tormented since we were in our first year. The girl that I called ugly. The girl who punched me in our third year. The girl who, to this day, still called me ferret boy. The girl who I had mercilessly teased. The girl who I had called a filthy mud-blood countless times. She was nothing of the sort. She was a pure-blood…a Malfoy…my sister…my twin sister.

"But why?" I asked as mother sat down on the floor in front of me. Hermione Granger…erm…Malfoy. The most brilliant witch in our year, possibly in all of Hogwarts, the best friend Potter and Weasley, was my sister.

"You know as well as I do, Draco, that death-eaters are only allowed one child. The dark lord wishes to prevent an uprising. So we were only allowed to keep our first born, you. Any other children are to be killed, that is why we told no one, to protect Hermione. We placed her in a muggle orphanage where she was adopted by the Grangers. With this family, we were confident that she would be safe, away from the death-eaters and magic." She paused for breath. "Never did we think that she would end up at Hogwarts."

"Why didn't you tell me after you found out that we were in the same year and that I had met her?!" I asked angrily. I felt a rush of guilt surge through me, like ice, filling my veins. "Have you any idea the things that I have said to her? Done to her?"

Mother just put her head in her hands and sobbed. "I do not know. We thought that things would be safer for the both of you if neither of you knew…that you would be happier."

"Happier?!" I exclaimed incredulously. "I have made her life hell, mum. I have made her cry more times than I can count. How is it that she is a Gryffindor and I am a Slytherin…if we are both Malfoys?"

"She was raised differently than you were." She stated as she drew a handkerchief from a pocket in her robes and wiped her eyes. "Have you noticed how alike the two of you can be though? You are both very smart, stubborn, and determined. That is probably part of the reason that the two of you have so many rows at school."

"Does she know any of this?" I asked as I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair.

"No. But she will have to know now."

"Why? Why does she have to know…she will be angry…she won't believe me. She already hates me!"

"She has to know for her own safety. Since Lord Voldemort has returned to his full strength, he will discover our little secret and she will be in danger. She has to know before he does, her life depends on that. She will need your protection." She sobbed.

"My protection? Why does she need my protection? She has more brains than I do. And she's got Potter and Weasley. Why does she need me?"

"She needs her brother. The bonds of blood run deep and can be more powerful than magic itself. Twins especially. Have you noticed how the Weasley twins seem to think and act as one?"

I nodded hesitantly.

"That power will be needed to protect the both of you."

"Both of us?"

"Yes, both of you. Voldemort will have his revenge."