A Weasley Named Malfoy
[Malikye]
Serena exited out of her History of Magic classroom the next week with a gloomy look to match her feelings. Things had not improved. Wolf had been everywhere she turned, watching her; to this her dorm mates teased her relentlessly and she was so fed up with it she avoided everyone together. The incident with the Dragon still haunted her thoughts, and she didn't know what to think anymore. Nothing had happened so far, so maybe it was just a pranks; she was jumping to conclusions.
She side stepped her dorm mates and slunk into the shadows, making her way down the hall alone to the dungeons. She turned down the corridor to the potions classroom, only half aware of where she was going, wrapped up in her thoughts. She walked the distance to the classroom, hardly noticing the person standing in the shadows just outside the door until it opened and Snape appeared, beckoning to the shadowy character.
Mr. Mysterious, Serena snorted. She made to go into the classroom and move past the potions master, but he put out a hand.
"You will wait outside with the rest of the class," he said, looking down his nose at her.
Your oily voice matches your hair, she thought to herself, and she moved aside. The hooded character made his way to the door and Serena glanced at him curiously, peering into his hood.
And what she saw made her gasp aloud, a very rare moment on her part; he had returned her stare with stormy grey eyes, filled with curiosity and amusement on his part, so much like her own.
"Dragon?" she paled, nearly falling to the floor.
But he didn't say a word, breaking eye contact, he moved into the classroom and the door shut with a snap, leaving Serena out in the hall, dumbfounded and pale.
***
The rest of the Gryffindors found her in a state of shock, sitting against the wall, trembling slightly.
"Serena? Serena? What's wrong?" Thursday kneeled down next to her, and the rest of the Gryffindors gathered around her.
"Back up! Back up! Move it!" Kittrick shoved his way through the crowed and kneeled down next to her, "Serena? Are you ill?" he brought his hand up to her forehead and recoiled, "she's ice cold!"
Serena moved as if she had an ache, she raised her head and stared at the door, her face ashen and pale. Memories flashed in her brain, and familiar voices from long ago filled her head.
***
"Mr. Malfoy! Harry Potter is on the loose in the manor!"
He sprang up and grabbed him by the neck, "Well, if he's lose, why the hell did you run all the way up here to tell me! GO BLOODY GET HIM!" and he threw him back out of the room. By now, Ginny had undone her bindings and had sprang up, protecting Serena behind her back. He slammed the door and locked it with a flick, turning back to them, eyes flashing dangerously.
"I save you and this is how you repay me, calling Mr. Boy-Who-Lived? Serpen sorcia!" He flung the snake at them, laughed as they backed into a corner, the snake advancing on them.
***
"Harry!" Ginny was screaming as she tried to keep away from it. She backed up into the small table where the amber liquid was sitting, and it spilled onto the floor, a dark spot seeping onto the rug and onto the stone floor, glass going everywhere. Draco laughed at her antics.
"Hhhhhiiissssss…" the hiss hadn't come from the snake, it had come from Ginny. Draco stared at her incredulously. Ginny herself looked surprised, but soon recovered and hissed at the snake again menacingly. Draco was still staring, in denial. Ginny took a step toward it, eyes flashing; the snake stopped it's advancing and weaved back in forth in the air, it's tongue flicking in and out.
"Hiisssss, sshissss," Ginny looked down at Serena, who was hissing venomously at the snake.
The snake bobbed it's head up and down, seemed to back up. Ginny looked at her in surprise.
"It's okay mommy-"
"Bloody hell," Draco whispered under his breath, "You're both parseltongues," Ginny came out of her surprised state she hissed at Draco menacingly. Draco backed up slightly, "How-"
"Voldemort, in 1st year. When, my life force came rushing back to me, I must have inherited some of his powers as well…," she hissed again at him, advancing toward him and stepping past the snake. Serena followed her, picking the snake off the ground and cradling it in her hands, hissing softly to it, as if comforting it. "I found out about it when I ran across a garden snake in my garden in my 3rd year. I've known about it ever since. Serena must have inherited some of it-" she was standing right in front of him, staring at him definantly.
He looked down at her, and smiled. He gave a soft laugh.
He brought a finger up to her face and put it on her face, "You will never stop surprising me,"
"Never underestimate," she stepped out of his grip.
There was a crashing noise below them and yelling. Then the fire turned bright green and a face appeared there.
"Mr. Malf-"
"I SAID-" he raged, flicking a blade that was laying on the floor, where it had fallen off the table, into the air with his foot where he caught it in his hand and threw it viciously at the head in the fire, "- GO BLOODY GET HIM YOU FUCKED UP SON OF A BITCH!" The blade flew at the fire, in it, and through it where it hit it's target which fell. He pulled out his wand violently and pointed it at Ginny, in a fury. Ginny backed up and stepped on the glass. She immediately toppled and fell right into the shattered bottle. She cried in pain, her skin seeping blood, cut and ripped. She struggled in the glass, desperately trying to move to console her wounds, and at the same time trying not to move to prevent from getting anymore.
Draco now turned to Serena who had backed into a corner after seeing Draco throw the blade into the fire. He advanced on her, and she desperately tried to push herself farther away and into the wall. He swiftly picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She was screaming and kicking, crying. As her tears hit the floor they flared up in flames and then died, she was strong with magic.
"Daddy! Mommy! Mommy!" she reached toward her mom as Draco pulled her out the door and out of sight. But just before she did, she tore of her locket and threw it to her mom.
"Serena!"
***
"She is my daughter Lucius,"
He didn't respond, but gave him a condescending look.
"He's my father," said a small but clear voice.
They all whirled around to see Serena frowning slightly.
"What?" Lucius asked sharply, incredulously.
"I said, he's my father. But Harry's my daddy,"
They all stared at her again, and the 7-year-old rolled her eyes. They couldn't piece together the little girl's logic.
"Draco's my father, like he's your father. But Harry's my daddy," she said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "obviously, Draco wouldn't call him-" indicated Lucius, "-daddy. He'd call him father,"
"She's brilliant" voiced Draco suddenly.
"I beg your pardon?" Lucius turned to him, confused.
"She's bloody brilliant!" and Draco scooped her up in her arms, hugging her. Serena hugged back hesitantly and Lucius and Ginny stared. Draco was laughing, "she's brilliant!"
Draco found he was fascinated with this little girl, the way her mind worked. She had rearranged it in her mind to her understanding. Harry had been an affectionate figure, a daddy. Draco had never been there, so she called him father, formally. She obviously didn't know the difference, or that there could only be one real 'father.' He found that he didn't want to let her go.
"She's mine!" Lucius lunged, cutting a rip down Draco's back. Draco staggered, dropping Serena, and she crawled away fearfully. Lucius scooped her up and took off.
"No! Serena!" he quickly transfigured a nearby pot into a broom and took off after Lucius. Ginny followed, running.
***
"AAHHH!!" Draco leapt off his broom and landed on top of Lucius. Lucius crumbled, dropping Serena who squealed.
Lucius and Draco both rolled away, each had such a gracefulness about them, like cats.
Both drew their wands.
"I'm warning you boy,"
"That's a first, never warned me before- never really cared,"
Lucius struck, bringing his wand down and Draco leapt out of the way, spinning. Draco thrust his wand at him and were soon engaged in quiet a duel. Each had such grace and struck with such accuracy, it must have been choreographed. Serena had crawled away out of the battle and now watched as her grandfather and father dueled viciously. Ginny rounded the corner, as Harry jumped down from a hedge, and saw them. They both ran to Serena wrapping her in her arms and running to another path.
"They're getting away!" and Lucius viciously stabbed at Draco.
And Lucius saw a look come over Draco, and he looked longingly back at them before turning to his father, eyes flashing, "Let them," He stabbed, and Lucius blocked.
"No! Father!" Serena cried, tears starting to slip down her face.
Draco had slightly pained look in his eyes as she said 'father.'
A burst of fire suddenly flared up from where the drop had fallen, the flame catching a near by hedge. In no time, it was climbing up it's green branches and making it's way down the hedge, spreading.
"Serena! Go!" Draco shouted over to them, blocking Lucius' attack.
"No!" Lucius tried to side step Draco, but he stepped in front of him, blocking his way. The flames that danced dangerously around them reflected in Draco's eyes. Lucius had never seen anything like it.
"You will never lay a hand on her!"
And Draco jabbed at him, catching him in the shoulder. Lucius staggered back, but was just as quickly attacking, catching Draco in the side. Draco struck with furious swipes, angrily, letting tears he had never but once in his life time fall.
It was then that Lucius realized that Draco was the father.
"Go!" he yelled at Serena, but she didn't move. Ginny had scooped her up in her arms and was pulled away by Harry.
"No! Dragon! Father!"
And that was the last she saw of him, quickly lost between the flames.
The whole garden burned.
***
"FATHER!" Serena sprang up and shoved past the crowd, flinging open the door to the potions classroom and staring at the man who was talking to Snape.
It was not her father.
The person was dressed in all black which made his pasty white skin stand out even more. His jet black hair hung loosely around his face and in his eyes, which he moved away with a slight flick of his head. He stood with an air of majesty so like her father had, and yet he only looked like he was just out of Hogwarts. Her legs felt like jelly, and she feared she would fall to the ground, but Kittrick was there, holding on to her, guiding her into the classroom, closer to the man, next to him, past him, and up the aisle away from him. She could feel the man's cold grey eyes on her back.
"Whose that?" Whispered Kit next to her as they walked away from him and found seats near the back with the rest of the Gryffindors.
She didn't answer, she sat down and faced forward, turning to stare at the man. He stood silently, observing the class, arms crossed, leaning against the wall.
"Today," Snape began in a silky voice, "we have a visitor, Malikye," The class greeted this with silence, turning to stare at this vampiric man. He let this carry on for a few seconds, an eerie silence that made shivers go up Serena's spine.
Snape took up his wand and waved it across the board, words appeared. Again, he flicked it across the classroom and the cupboards opened, "Begin,"
Serena lit the fire under her cauldron, forcing herself not to look up at Malikye or anyone else. She let it sit while she cut up some roots and went to go get some fluxweed and knotgrass.
When she got back she added her ingredients and stirred it clockwise for 3 minutes, rereading the rest of the potion. She pretended not to take notice as Snape and Malikye wandered through the students. About halfway through the class, Serena added frogs liver, making her potion turn a mercury like substance emitting a fine white smoke.
"By now you should see your potion turn white," He looked around with distaste as he saw potions the color of green, yellow, and red. Serena inwardly smiled to herself, she had always been good at potions. Finally she finished and took up a vile and poured some of her potion into it. She carried it up to Snape's desk and stood in line around his desk to have her potion tested. Just before her turn, Malikye appeared beside Snape, watching him as he added a drop of purple liquid into Vijay's potion at which it turned yellow, "A zero, I think," Snape said triumphantly, "And detention. Next!" Vijay moved away gloomily, holding his rejected vile.
"Serena," She hesitated to move, but she did. She pretended not to notice as Malikye took a profound interest in this particular vile. Snape uncorked it and sniffed it slightly. He then added the drop of purple liquid and frowned even more when it stayed purple.
"I'll take this," Snape grunted and handed the vile to Malikye.
Serena moved away, throwing Malikye a curious glance. He was holding up the vile, examining it in the light. He took the stopper off and sniffed it as Snape had done. Then for a brief second his eyes flickered toward Serena before he downed it. Serena didn't flinch, and neither did Malikye or the potions master who was throwing her a look of deep hatred.
Malikye suddenly dropped the vile and it shattered on the floor. The whole class looked up to see Malikye clutching himself as if in pain. A few seconds passed where it seemed tine slowed as the class just watched in horror, then it came back twice as fast and Malikye let out a yell as the back of his cloak ripped to reveal large black wings that matched his hair.
The class gaped, and Malikye turned as best as he could to examine his new wings. He seemed very pleased.
"25 points to Serena," Malikye said, it was the first time he had spoken. His voice was infinitely deep, and there was a hint of amusement in it as well as curiosity. But most of all, familiarity.
Serena stared at him and he stared intensely back, and she found it was the first time she could hold anyone's gaze without the feat of anyone finding out her secret.
Because she felt as if he already knew…
Malikye will be added, if he isn't already, to the list of OC's…
