A Weasley Named Malfoy

[Run Aways]

"Do you mean to tell me, you lost eleven... ELEVEN children! Two of which are prefects and one of which is the HEAD GIRL!!!" Molly Weasley raged at a serene looking Dumbledore, who sat behind his desk with his long fingers interwoven around themselves, his bright eyes observant behind their half-moon spectacles, "and all of which are my GRANDCHILDREN! Save, Wolf, but HE'S PRACTICALLY ONE!"

"Molly, dear, please-" Arthur Weasley wrapped his arm around her, gently leading her to a chair.

"And on top of that, there are two ex-deatheaters running around after my daughter…" Ginny added next to Harry, her arms crossed and her face dark.

"Everything is being done to search for them and collect them. Though I must say, that with Wolf as their guide, he will only be found when he wants to be…"

"HE'S ONLY 16-"

"Yes, true… but he's got every mix of the marauders as well as the Weasley's in him-" Harry added.

Ginny elbowed him in the ribs and he gave a muffled 'ow.'

"MARAUDERS! MARAUDERS!" Molly sprang up again, raging, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW IRRESPONSIBLE THEY WERE AS CHILDREN-"

"Well, they didn't turn out too badly did they?" Dumbledore added with a hidden undercurrent of amusement.

Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth to say more, but Arthur put a soothing arm around her, "it'll be alright Molly, just please calm down-"

"CALM DOWN! CALM DOWN! WHY I'LL HAVE NO-" Mr. Weasley quickly escorted her from the room, though she could still be heard even from the bottom of the spiraling staircase.

Dumbledore sat down heavily, "The ministry is doing their best to find them, and I have personally sent out members of the Order in search of them,"

Ginny gave a heavy sigh, "It's like time is repeating itself,"

"Shh, don't say that," Harry pulled her into his embrace where she took comfort in his arms.

"If it helps, I myself am on my way to search for them. I believe Draco can be reasoned with," Dumbledore walked over and stood beside them, "Do not worry, they will be returned to you safe and sound,"

"I'll hold you to you're promise," Ginny replied coldly, and with that, she swept from the room.

Wolf stumbled blindly through the trees, doubling over and panting for breath. The pain was getting worse.

Light was just beginning to show through the trees and over the horizon, it was roughly 6 in the morning.

His senses were disoriented; they would flare and he would be acutely aware of everything, and then suddenly go numb, almost as if slipping into unconsciousness. Then after switching dizzyingly back and forth, it would return to normal as if nothing happened. But once he had recovered, it would only strike back twice fold.

"Yo! Wolf!"

Wolf turned blindly towards the noise.

"Are you out there? We'd better move on!"

He spat on the ground, the feeling of bile bubbling, "Be there in a minute!" he called, falling over sideways as he went numb again.

"Snap out of it! Snap out of it! Take it like a man!" he commanded himself. He pushed aside the pain and rejoined the group who were taking a breather after several hard hours flying. Thank god the sun was coming up, the pain wouldn't be so bad in the day time, but come back ten fold tonight. Hopefully they will have found Serena and returned safely home before-

"Hey, Wolf, you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine," he brushed Faye aside. Faye looked to her brothers who in turn look at themselves and to the other two twins. A feeling of unease passed around them, the full moon was tonight.

Serena walked through the dingy streets riddled with hooded people and disfigured creatures. She hardly made a whisper as she walked the cobbled streets. She didn't seem suspicious, for there were too many suspicious looking people. She was just a small hooded creature out of many. Yet, underneath her hood, she walked tall and proudly among these people.

This was where she belonged. This was where her roots were.

She turned into an alley, her black cloak billowing, disappearing into it's depths.

She came to a door, obscured in the shadows. She knocked three times solidly on the door. After a few seconds, someone knocked back three times. Serena waited seven seconds before knocking back twice more. The door creaked open hesitantly to reveal a small, stooped women with haunting clear blue eyes. She ushered Serena inside and closed the door.

"I've come to find a deatheater," she told the old women. The old women nodded and started to walk down the narrow hall, leading into pure blackness. Serena followed her.

They reached a beaded curtain at the end of the hall and the old women pulled back the curtains, urging her through with those unnerving blue eyes.

Serena passed through, and the curtain fell back. The old women retreated into the shadows of the hallway once more.

The room was heavily furnished, something cross between the divinations teacher's classroom and a deatheater's lair. A strong, black haired women, young- about 25, was standing with her back to her, grinding powder in a mortar and pestle.

Serena stood there in the silence, waiting for her to turn around.

The women could feel her presence, even if she hadn't made a sound coming in.

It was a familiar presence, one she had felt recently. A cold, dark figure. The presence had been young, barely 18. He had such an powerful aura. This girl had it too. They both commanded attention. The women was fearful.

The women couldn't stand it, and finally asked, "You've come to find a deatheater?"

"Yes," It replied with cool confidence, underneath it's hood.

The women stopped her work and glanced over her shoulder briefly before going back to grinding, "What for?"

"Can you find them?"

"Of course I can. But what for?"

"How much do you want?"

"A hundred thousand-"

The women could tell the person was smirking under their hood, "I don't think so,"

"No deal then-"

The woman stopped her work and slowly drew her hand her pocket where her wand resided, trying to make the motion as innocent as possible, "I'm not going to lower my price,"

The hooded figure stayed silent, giving no sign that it knew of the danger it was in, "Pay up or get out,"

"No," the hooded figure stated calmly. Suddenly, the women leapt up, hissing, pressing her wand against the hooded figures throat. But the hooded person didn't move. There was a very pregnant silence.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" The old women laughed, covering up true feelings was second hand to her, "No,"

"You must, if you feel threatened enough to take out your wand,"

"Who are you?" the women demanded.

"I'm looking for someone. Someone believed to be dead. He was in the inner most circles of You-Know-Who himself,"

The women eyed her warily.

"I'm looking for Draco Malfoy,"

The women's blood ran cold, and she backed away, her wand still raised, "Who are you?" her demand wavered.

Serena lowered her hood, and was inwardly amused at the women's panicked reaction, "My name is Serena. Draco Malfoy is a relation, that is all you need to know,"

The-Girl-Who-Ran

Yesterday, Serena Bethany Potter, the adopted daughter of The-Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter, and the daughter of Ginny Molly Weasley, ran away from Hogwarts.

She had slipped out of her dormitory at 11pm and flew away, reasons why are not yet released. Hours later, the rest of the Weasley children, 10 in all, including Head Girl Xandra Weasley, and prefects Elizabeth Weasley, as well as Remus J. Lupin's son, Wolfgang, also a prefect, were reported missing. They are also being searched for. The Ministry is hoping that Wolfgang Lupin will know more about Serena Potter's disappearance.

Dumbledore has the whole ministry searching for her, and is doing everything in his power to find her.

Involving the Ministry in such an event is not unnatural for such people as escaped convict Sirius Black, but not for a Gryffindor 4th year at Hogwarts. Reasons for such involvement is still unknown.

Nobody was available for questioning.

It was smack dab in the middle of the Daily Prophet the next day.

Ginny swore, "Shit! How did they find out? HOW DID THEY GET A PICTURE OF HER?" The picture was taken at Serena's 7th birthday party. The whole Weasley family, including friends and survivors from the Order of the Phoenix were there. Serena was making faces at the camera along with the rest of the Weasley children, while the Quad's were attempting to make a human pyramid.

"Calm down Ginny,"

"CALM DOWN! Harry, there's mention of you as well,"

"I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about Serena. Malikye is probably out there smirking his pale Malfoy ass off. Better yet, Draco is probably out there smirking his pale Malfoy ass off,"

"We don't know for sure if he's alive," Ginny replied from amidst her hands and a tangle of red hair.

"He's got to be, what other use would Serena have to Malikye?"

"I don't know,"

Harry sighed, "Look, I'm sorry. I'm just really worried,"

"As am I,"

"Yes, of course you are," he replied softly, "I still have the locket," he added hopefully.

Ginny perked up, "Where?"

Harry pulled then chain out of his robes, and made to open it, "Ginny, you know she won't be found if she doesn't want to be,"

"Yes, but I need to know… I need to hear her,"

Harry opened the locket.

There was a sunlit courtyard in the wizard community that spread off of Diagon Alley with a small but beautiful fountain that when the sun was just right it cast rainbows all around the walls. Serena had stumbled into it while walking away from Knockturn Alley, lost in her thoughts.

Ideas popped into her head, she wasn't the only one.

She wasn't the daughter of Draco Malfoy anymore. He wasn't her father anymore. This secret that had meant something in her life. It had a strong meaning.

Her father was feared and powerful, but he was never loyal.

She could have probably guessed. Loyalty was something Gryffindors had, not Slytherins. Draco Malfoy was the definition of Slytherin. Having grown up the way she did, she learned that loyalty was a great thing, but to learn her father never possessed this shattered something in her. A piece of her past was a lie. Even if he had been loyal to Voldemort, at least he would have been loyal, but he wasn't even that. Which lead her to another point.

Her parents weren't loyal either, and they were Gryffindors.

She couldn't bear the way she was feeling right now.

Tears started falling, unbidden. But this time, she didn't wipe them away. It was quite unlike her to show her feelings so openly, even when she was alone. She felt that she was betraying her blood, the Malfoy in her. But it was her blood that betrayed her.

Her parents, both of them, had betrayed her.

"Serena?"

She looked around, but nobody was there.

"Serena? It's Harry,"

"Harry?" she breathed to herself, and her hand sprang to the locket at her neck. This locket was a reminder of the loyalty that Harry had given her. He was the one true thing that hadn't lied to her in the beginning. He had protected her, he always had.

"Harry!" she pulled the locket out of her robes and opened it up, revealing the face of Harry inside.

"Serena!" Ginny was there too. Serena felt a surge of hatred, anger, and betrayal, "Serena where are you?"

"I'm safe,"

"Safe? Serena Bethany you get back here right this instant or-"

"Ginny, Ginny," Harry cut her off soothingly, "If she says she's safe, we shouldn't be worried,"

"But she isn't! They're looking for her! It's only a matter of time before it starts all over again!"

"How can you say that?" Serena spat, "What if I want them to find me? What if I want to know them? HE IS MY FATHER!" Serena screamed at her, and the angrier Ginny got, the more Serena's glee grew.

"Serena I don't know what he wants with you, but it isn't good. Draco Malfoy is-"

"I DON'T CARE! IF YOU DISS HIM YOU DISS ME! I AM HIS DAUGHTER!"

"Serena stop being irrational, relation you may be to him, love him you cannot,"

"WHY NOT?!"

"You could never understand,"

"I WILL IF I MEET HIM AND THAT'S WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!" she screamed into the locket.

"SERENA I FORBID IT! YOU DISOBEY ME AND I WILL PERSONALY KILL DRACO MALFOY AGAIN MYSELF!"

"Ginny!" Serena heard Harry sigh exasperatedly in the background, "Stop,"

"I WILL MAKE SURE EVERY RELATION TO DRACO MALFOY IS DEAD BEFORE YOU GET ANYWHERE NEAR THEM!"

"Ginny, you're being irrational. You're only making it worse,"

"FUCK YOU!" Serena screamed, "YOU BETTER MAKE SURE YOU KILL ME AS WELL BECAUSE I'M AS MUCH OF A MALFOY AS SIRUS!"

"DON'T YOU BRING SIRUS INTO THIS!" Harry bellowed, and Serena at once felt ashamed.

"Harry, I didn't mean-"

"I know-" he said coldly, "but your mother is right, please come back home. It is best not to go looking for Draco Malfoy, you're only running into danger,"

Serena felt a slight betrayal as he said this, he was siding with her. Yet he had always had the best intentions in mind, he had proved that.

"I am in no more danger with him as I am with you,"

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT!"

"YOU LIED TO ME! YOU LIED TO ME ALL THIS TIME!"

"I HAVE NEVER-"

"BUT YOU DID! IN NEVER TELLING ME THAT I HAD BROTHERS AND SISTERS YOU LIED TO ME!"

There was a silence in the courtyard as well as on the other end of the locket.

"Which-?"

"Alive and dead," Serena cried, "2 brothers dead, million more alive,"

Ginny scoffed, "Draco Malfoy is a bastard. They aren't your real siblings-"

"BUT THEY ARE! IT IS SOMETHING YOU COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND!"

"NEVER UNDERSTAND? I HAVE 6 BROTHERS!"

"WHOME YOU HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN! YOU COULD NEVER POSSIBLY KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE AN ONLY CHILD AND THEN SEE YOUR BROTHER! I KNEW INSTANTLY THAT WE WERE RELATED!"

"MALIKYE IS NOT YOUR BROTHER!"

"HE IS! MALIKYE MALFOY! HE IS MY HALF-BROTHER!"

Again there was silence on the other line.

"Serena Bethany Malfoy, that is who I am. The women told me. I went to her trying to find Draco, and she told me my brother had been in only days before, asking the same thing," Serena sniffled, "you never told me-"

"Serena," Ginny's voice softened, "I think it's time I told you the whole story,"

"No," Serena shook her head, "I don't want to hear how you both lied to me more. I am going to find Draco Malfoy,"

"Serena, please," it was Harry, "I think it's better you get all the facts straight before you even attempt something such as this, not that I'm encouraging it,"

For a long time Serena was silent. Then, "No," Serena slipped the chain off her neck, "I'm sorry, Harry," she closed the locket and held it once more in her hands, "I can't go home just yet,"

And she threw the locket into the fountain.

The Weasley kids and Wolf strolled down Diagon Alley, getting lots of stares as the made their way to the Leaky Cauldron.

"But what if she's not in the Leaky Cauldron?"

"But!" Daren jumped up, waving his arms around, and looking back and forth, then leaned into Gail and whispered, "what if she is?"

"I still think we should split up," Xandra stated.

"Then how would we find each other?"

"Sending up red sparks?"

"That would only attract attention,"

"Uh… you guys?"

Heads turned to see the paper Faye held in her hands. There was a picture of them on the front cover.

"The-Girl-Who-Ran?"

"Rubbish!"

"No, wait! Listen!" Faye read the article, silence fell on the group, interrupted by the hustle and bustle around them.

"I think we should split up," Elizabeth said after a long silence.

"That's what I said," Xandra said exasperatedly, "In pairs, come on!"

The twins paired up, then Faye and Gail, Xandra and Theo, and Wolf and Elizabeth.

"And no going down Knockturn Alley, or Crimin Alley, or any place where you'll regret,"

"We'll just make sure we won't regret it," Erik taunted.

"No, I think we had better go down those ways," Wolf said.

"Are you mad!" Xandra spun around.

"Were you not paying attention back at the dorm? Serena's father is Draco Malfoy, supposed deatheater. She'll be lured there, its just natural,"

"And you would know," Xandra snapped back.

Wolf looked toward the moon, where it could still be seen at this time of day, reflecting on the horrors yet to come.

"Yes," he said quietly, "Like a werewolf drawn to the moon,"

Elizabeth and Wolf decided to check further into the tangle of the wizard community streets in London.

"I know she ran away because of something from her past, and so far, we know that Draco Malfoy is part of her past, so her running away must have had something to do with Malfoy,"

"Yeah," Elizabeth's brow was creased in thought.

"But there is also Malikye. I'm not sure how he relates into this though. But of course, you can't help but notice how similar they look, I'm guessing their related,"

"Yeah," Elizabeth agreed again, but Wolf was more mumbling to himself than anything.

"An uncle? A cousin? A brother? What would Serena think?"

They were walking down Equa Alley, one of the many streets that honeycombed though the streets of London, hidden from muggle eyes.

"Wolf?" Liza whispered quietly to Wolf who was deep in thought.

"Hmm?" he grunted.

"I think we're being followed- don't turn around!" She grabbed Wolf's arm to stop him from turning.

"Who is it?"

"Tall, well dressed, and creeeepy," she said.

"What color is his hair?"

"Blonde, slicked back, not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Is it possibly to be creepy and gorgeous?" Liza thought out loud to herself.

"Concentrate Liza, how old?"

"Maybe 30ish,"

"God, that's him!" Wolf gripped Liza's hand tightly, "If he's following us, we have to lead him away from Serena,"

"One problem, we don't know where she is, so how do we know if we're leading him to her or not?"

"I don't know," Wolf hissed.

"Why don't we just confront him?"

"I don't see how that could possibly be a good idea. If Serena fears him, I see every reason why I should as well,"

"What would he do with us?"

"I don't know, it's just not a good idea,"

"But what if he knows where she is?"

They walked in silence for a while more, passing the time, wondering.

"What do we do if he doesn't know where Serena is?"

"Knock him out?"

"Bad idea,"

"Look, he's not going to attack us on a street full of people. So, lead him to where there are lots of people,"

"Lots of good people,"

"Do you think he'll approach us?"

"It depends where we are,"

"It depends on what he wants,"

"Everybody still believes him to be dead, he wouldn't want to make a scene. Which leads to another question, why he's not in hiding anymore?"

"We'll never know until we talk to him,"

"So now you agree with me?"

"No-" he sighed, "not necessarily. I still don't think it's a good idea to talk to him,"

"When you two are done arguing over if you will speak to me or not, I suggest you listen,"

They both turned around to find Draco Malfoy standing in front of them.


A/N: I'm so sorry everybody that I took so long to write this. I hope it's long enough for you! Please review!

DRACO'S ALIVE! EVERYBODY PANIC! Or swoon… .