A Weasley Named Malfoy

[Return to Hogwarts]

"Serena," Ginny burst into the Headmaster's office exactly just moment later after Dumbledore had sent a golden phoenix feather to the Potter's Wandseye estate, "Oh, thank heavens," and another moment later, Ginny had swept Serena in her arms, pressing her to her chest, sobbing. Harry entered in, and his eyes grew soft to see his wife clutching her daughter.

"Serena," Serena turned to Harry and after giving him an accusing look, let him hug her. She seemed indifferent to her parent's gestures.

"Dumbledore, I'm checking her out for a few days," she hadn't asked, rather demanded it rudely, but the Headmaster simply nodded and continued to watch on.

And right behind her, another red haired figure stormed in, "OH, THANK HEAVENS!" Mrs. Weasley cried hysterically and enveloped Serena into a bone crushing hug which made Serena gasp for air. Mrs. Weasley gave short sobs and wouldn't let go of her for 3 minutes. When she had finally let go and turned to Dumbledore, "Where-" she gasped fitfully, "are- they?"

"I'm afraid they have not been found yet, but will before night fall… after all, tonight is a full moon," Dumbledore looked forlornly out at the sky, where the sun was close to the tree line of the Dark Forrest.

"I can find them," Harry too stared out the window.

Ginny looked fearfully at him, "No, the ministry can take care of this. I don't want you running about as well, not with the full moon,"

Harry stared silently out the window, and Serena could see his eyes rested on the Womping Willow, at the edge of the Forbidden Forrest. Without turning his gaze, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the counter part to her locket, clutching it in his hand. Finally he turned back around to face them, "Wolf has your locket, Serena,"

Serena only blinked. Harry opened the locket.

"Wolf?"

There was silence in the room.

"Harry? We haven't found-"

"Wolf, Serena's here, she's okay. We're in Dumbledore's office," Harry cut him off, "Are you all together?"

"Yeah," came back the reply. Serena could hear jumbled murmur of voices in the back.

"Good. Send up red sparks, and the ministry will get you a port key back, and Wolf-"

"What?" he asked impatiently.

"Don't do that again," Serena could hear Wolf give a low chuckle and Harry closed the locket. He sat down warily, "Everything's going to be okay now,"

There were a few more silent moments and then Serena suddenly said, "I don't want to go home,"

Ginny released her from her grip for a minute to look at her, "Why not?"

"I just want to stay here," she said firmly, "at Hogwarts,"

"No, Serena, I have to take you home,"

"Why?" she asked sharply. Ginny was taken aback at her behavior. She was cold, angry.

"Serena," Ginny said softly, "I realize you are angry with us, but there are things we need to discuss,"

"I don't want to know, mum," she said shortly, "I don't care about the War. I just want to move on," She pulled away from her, heading toward the door.

Ginny sighed, "Serena-"

"Let her go," Harry came to Ginny's side.

"No, but Harry-"

"Ginny-"

"No! Harry!" She pulled Harry aside, speaking in hushed tones to him, "There's something else,"

Harry could see the begging in her eyes and remembered to her reluctance to speak before. It was important.

"Serena," Harry called to her retreating back.

"What?" She wheeled around sharply, her eyes blazing.

"Serena, just come home, please, for a couple of days," he begged.

"No!" Serena crushed her urge to stomp her feet.

"Serena, there is something we-" Ginny turned to Harry, "I- need to tell you both,"

"What ever it is, you can say it here right now, because I'm not leaving Hogwarts. I don't want to go back to Wandseye,"

Ginny looked stricken.

"I think," Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "I'll go down and have some tea with Dobby," He looked around at all the portraits on his walls, his eyebrow rising then he left the room silently, closing the door. All the portraits gave rushed excuses and hurried out of the portraits, disappearing sideways.

Ginny sighed, "I'd really rather do this at home," she said, a pained look in her eyes, "But…" she trailed off, "Why don't we sit down?" They pulled the chairs together and all sat down hesitantly.

"Serena," she looked at her, "Harry," she looked to Harry, then took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."


It was dusk, and ministry officials had, as promised, gotten all the remaining Weasley kids back safely to Hogwarts. Unfortunetly, Wolf was already in great pain, and it already too late to take the potion to keep his werewolf under control. Once Dumbledore had finally gotten rid of the ministry, he had personally taken Wolf a pain potion, though it could never fully dull the amount of pain involved in transformation, and escorted him to the Womping Willow.

Serena watched from Gryffindor tower as Dumbledore levitated a howling Wolf to the tree and helped him inside before casting a silencing charm around the entrance and returning to the school. The Weasley kids were all in the common room, surrounding Serena. They were all worried for her.

Why had she run away? Was she okay? How was she feeling? Would she like a cup of tea? She wanted them to all go away, but she felt obligated to tell them- tell them that there weren't 10 Weasley kids anymore, that there were now in fact, 11. But she couldn't bring herself to do it.

She felt betrayed by Ginny and Harry, and despite feeling betrayed by Draco as well, she didn't know if she could ever hate him. There was just something between them, she couldn't put her finger on it. Of the three of them, Draco had betrayed her the most, but to hate him was impossible. She didn't know why.

Gail was squabbling with one of the Quads about something. The fire was snapping cheerfully. There were a couple of 4th years working at the table a ways off. Everything was as it should be. And yet, the pull at her heart was killing her. She wanted to get away, she wanted company. She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, not that she would, she decided, especially in front of the Weasley kids who had drifted off and weren't focusing on her anymore for which she was grateful.

She looked again to the Womping Willow, it's branches waving restlessly as the sun sank lower behind the trees. She sat there until the moon had risen, full and silver. From somewhere off she could hear the howl of a wolf.

The kids had been bursting to tell her how they broke out of Hogwarts and flown all the way to wizarding London to find her. Gail had actually told her that Wolf had organized it. She told her Wolf was mad, angry. He tore up the boys dormitories after he had found out Serena had gone.

Serena wasn't sure what to think of this, or why Gail had said it in such a way, her eyebrows rising past her bangs. Well, actually, she could figure. A smile itched and tugged at her lips, but she didn't, hearing again the howl of a wolf in pain.


Wolf clawed at the walls, upturning chairs and broken tables, smashing them to tiny splinters. He howled, jaws ripping at wood and crunching it to pieces then pitching it at the wall where it fell with a bang. He couldn't breath. He felt something choking him; it burned to the touch. He ripped at it, throwing it across the floor where it skid and came to a rest.

A small silver heart, twinkling on the floor. The wolf stopped raging for a minute and peered down its snout at it. It cocked it's head.

What was it?

The wolf approached it carefully, sniffing it. It smelled familiar. It nudged it with it's paw, the letters 'SBM' shining at him. It cocked it's head again.

What was it?

It irked the wolf. He didn't know what it was. But the smell, the wolf sniffed, it was so familiar. The wolf nudged it again with it's nose, the silver cool to the touch now that it wasn't wrapped around his neck, burning him.

Silver. Something about the color silver. It was dangerous, and yet… and yet… What was it? The wolf paced beside the little trinket on the floor. The wolf bent over it again, covering it with it's paws then jumped back, snarling at it. It burned to hold it too long. And yet… it was a comfort. A comfort in disguise. It's gold eyes eyed the silver object carefully.

It lay down on the floor beside it, gazing at it.


Gail had fallen asleep, resting her fiery head onto the arm rest. The Quads and Theo and Faye were drinking butterbeers and laughing merrily. Xandra was casting looks at them from across the room where she sat working on her Charms essay. Serena was still gazing out the window, the howling had stopped.

Serena sighed. She couldn't possibly work on any homework at the moment. She finally stepped off her perch of the window seat and over to Gail. She picked her up easily, Gail was very small, and after calling a goodnight to the rest of the kids, she trudged up the stairs and to the 1st year girls dormitory and set her on the bed. Gail had always been the baby of the family. Serena had always had a bond with Gail, a sisterly type of bond. She slipped off Gail's shoes and wrapped the blankets around her. Serena stepped back and looked at her for a while, in the dark, she imagined her as her sister, literally. She tried to imagine what having a sister would be like. Sure, there were always her cousins hanging around and they were all so close she never thought of them as cousins. But to truly try and think of a sister?

She imagined green eyes and unruly red hair. She smiled. She tried to imagine a Weasley with black hair, but it just didn't fit. But she was sure the baby would have green eyes. She sighed, her smile fading.

A baby.

Her mum was having a baby. In her mind, her nose scrunched to think about it this way, but it was made by love.

Something she was not. Ginny loved Harry, as Harry loved Ginny. Draco didn't love Ginny, and Ginny didn't love Draco. Ginny and Harry would both love the baby. Draco loved her and Ginny loved her. Harry loved her. It all became a jumble in her head.

She didn't feel jealous, the baby could have her parents love. She would love the baby. But her love for her parents wavered.

She knew she shouldn't think that. She knew she shouldn't feel it, but she did.

Gail seemed tiny. She tried to hate the baby form of Gail. But she couldn't.

It was pointless.

Serena backed away from the bed, returning Gail to Gail in her mind. She could never hate Gail. She slowly closed the door behind her and ascended the stairs to the 4th year girls dormitory.


Breakfast at the Great Hall the next day was habitual, except for the large group of kids surrounding the Gryffindor table. News spread fast around Hogwarts and it wasn't surprising that the whole school knew what happened already, but the racket the Quad's were kicking up had caused them all to want to hear it straight from the source. Serena tried to stay out of it, but was continually dragged back into the conversation and asked questions. She saw Wolf slink in and sit close to the door. He went unnoticed by the crowd.

He put his head on the table for a few minutes and then finally began to eat slowly. She wanted to go over to him and talk to him, but that would only attract the crowd.

She saw him get up and leave and once he was out of the Great Hall she said a rushed excuse and headed after him. She was sure he had Transfiguration now. She headed up the stairs and took a left, making her way up the many twists and turns of Hogwarts. She wasn't paying attention much to the surrounding scenery, if she did, she might have noticed two pairs of light blue eyes following her out of the Great Hall.

As she rounded the corner, she barely stopped herself from crashing into the Slytherin twins.

"Hello, Serena," Charcoal welcomed her darkly.

Serena's gaze shifted from one pair of eyes to the other. Serena wouldn't normally have felt uneasy around the twins, on the contrary, she would have felt hate. But now…

"Serena, where have you been?" Ashe asked, his eyebrow raising, chastising her. Serena didn't say anything, but she held her ground. She was painfully aware of his wand and in her robes she clutched hers as well. Ashe saw this and knew he was remembering the raining charms. Surely they would have their payback, now that she was cornered and all alone, "We've been so worried,"

Serena suppressed a snort, like hell, she thought.

Ashe advanced a bit closer, Charcoal staying behind and guarding the corridor. He was face to face with her, so close she could feel his breath against her face. He locked eyes with her, "The Dragon has been so worried," they stared at each other. Serena tore her gaze away, Ashe's eyes narrowed, "He heard you were back at Hogwarts and was pretty upset you never crossed his path in wizard London," he smirked. He moved closer, whispering in her ear, "He told us about Malikye," he paused, "About your father,"

Serena didn't flinch.

"He told us you were a Malfoy all along,"

She kept her gaze on the floor.

"Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange," he chuckled, "I'm sure you've heard of our grandparents? Don't go by Lestrange at Hogwarts though… Now, let me think," He pulled back, looking down at her, "Technically, that would make us your second cousins," He smirked, "You're a Slytherin, Serena," He lifted her chin up with a finger, peering down into her eyes, "Those grey eyes have always belonged in Slytherin,"


With all the recent events of the Weasley kids, everybody had forgotten about the up coming match with Slytherin.

The next day, Wolf called a practice.

The team was all lined up. Wolf walked back and forth in front of them. Wolf was Wolf again, he walked with his usual swagger and taunting eyes and grace.

"I know Quidditch has been the last thing on our minds with all this Weasley pandemonium, but Slytherin has taken advantage of it and practice behind our backs. They're going to be faster, stronger, and smarter. We've given them a head start. We have 3 days to try and make up for it. I am not going to lose to Slytherin in the first match of the season,"

Wolf wore a determined look on his face as he glowered down at his players, "I want you here every morning at 6am for a 2 hour training session," He talked above the moans and groans, "as well as 3 hours after school. I don't care if you have clubs or homework, if you can't handle it you shouldn't be on the team," He stared fiercely down at them and the team quieted considerably, "I don't want to have to face them again for the cup, so we gotta be tough. Intimidation first. We're going to smear their asses all over the field, do you understand me?" No one dared answer, "Then if it comes down to Slytherin vs. Gryffindor for the cup, then we use our heads. Intimidation and then smarts. With that combination, that'll be the first thing that comes to their head when we walk out onto that field," The team stayed quiet, "This is more than just playing hard and winning, it's about messing with their minds as well," he smirked, "Now… Theo, Kit. I've set up come batting cages so you can practice on aim, then we'll get on the brooms and put the two together. The chasers, are going to be working with me. Serena-" he looked directly at her, "I believe you are ready, so you may leave," he turned back to the crowd and started directing people to where they should go.

Serena was stunned at first, then fumed. Did he think she was weak or something? That's it, just a you may leave? She knew he was doing it because he thought she wouldn't be up to it after this whole running away thing.

"Lupin!" Wolf turned around.

"What?"

"Who the bloody hell do you think you are?"

But Wolf only raised an eyebrow, an amused look spreading on his face. The whole team had turned to watch.

"Are you satisfied with yourself? You think I'm weak or something? Emotionally unbalanced because I ran away? Like I can't handle one Quidditch practice-"

"Serena-" Danica had cut in, "of course Wolf doesn't think that," she threw a sharp look at him.

But he hadn't moved a muscle, he still had that smirk on his face that made her want to curse it off. She took two strides over and punched him square in the jaw. He took a step back and looked dazed for a moment. When he had regained his ground, he ran his thumb over his lip and saw blood. He laughed right aloud and Serena was stared incredulously at him. Then she huffed and turned around, marching back towards the castle.

She could hear Wolf laughing, "Oi! Strawberry!"

He had a lot of nerve. She turned back, ready to scream, but luckily she had quick reflexes and she caught what he threw at her before she dropped it. She already knew what it was from it's shape in her hand, but she opened it anyway to see her silver locket, her initials engraved on it. His eyebrow raised again, and Serena knew he knew her secret now.

"You have a lot of nerve, Lupin," she said coldly.

He shrugged, "Couldn't help myself," that set her off even more and Wolf was ready for it.

But she didn't yell. She stood transfixed staring coldly at him. This would have been the time to cry if she was one to (well, normally).

She turned around, "Son of a bitch," she mumbled, clutching the locket in her hand. She opened it and closed it again, checking to see if he had tampered with it. Her first thoughts had gone to her diary. She knew he had seen her open it before and more than likely knew the password now. She was more than sure he had poked around.

How could this have happened? How could he done this to her? Wolf loved to tease her, but he was never… mean. She didn't turn around, she just started walking towards the castle. She gracefully mounted her broom, feet on one side and slid silently into the air, flying away from the pitch.

"What the hell?" Kittrick stared after her, "What was that all about?" he turned to Wolf.

Wolf smiled, "She'll get over it,"

"You kept her locket?" Theo asked, so far the only one who really understood how much the locket had meant. He stared, "What the hell is wrong with you?" Theo also jumped on his broom and flew after her, and as he did this Kit followed and so did the chasers.

Wolf stayed put, looking after them.


Serena opened the window to the 4th year girls dormitory and floated in. She leaned her broomstick against her wall and went to her bed calmly. Reaching under the bed, she found the green box and opened it with her locket. Inside everything was as it was. Serena lifted the diary out of the box and opened it, flipping through it.

Some thing fell out of it and it dropped to the floor with a ring. Serena looked down at it. It was a gold heart, like her locket. She bent down and picked it up, turning it in her hand. She opened it and saw the words because all secrets must be kept safe, along the inside edge. She saw the edge of another heart in the gold locket and slipped off her necklace. She carefully fit the two lockets together so that when she opened the gold locket, not only did the words engraved along the edge show but the inside of the silver locket, but they fit together perfectly.

Because all secrets must be kept safe. She smiled.

Wolf understood. The gold locket covered the letters 'SBM,' shielding it, protecting it, but she didn't mind. She closed the locket and put the necklace back on. Usually she would have tucked it into her shirt, but this time she didn't. She wore it outside without the fear of the initials showing.

It was then that she remembered she had punched Wolf.


Having once again mounted her broom, she slid out the window again and flew down to the pitch. Along the way she met the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Serena!" Theo and Kit caught up to her, "What happened?"

She smiled sweetly, "It's okay. I'm just going back to give Wolf what he deserves,"

The two beaters looked at each other uneasily, "Look, Serena, we know you're mad. But we kinda need Wolf for the match," he smiled, "as much as I want to see you beat up Wolf," Theo added.

"Don't worry, Theo," And she flew off to the pitch. Again the beaters exchanged an uneasy look and sped after her, directing the chasers after her.

It must have looked very odd. The Quidditch captain standing in the middle of the field, the seeker flying towards him, the beaters following and beyond that the chasers.

Serena landed gracefully on the pitch and walked to Wolf. She stopped a couple feet away and said, "You are so dramatic," she smiled, not bothering to apologize. He deserved that punch for stealing her locket.

Wolf smiled back, and seeing the gold locket around her neck, his smile broadened even more. Serena closed the gap between them and wrapped her arms around his neck, and automatically his arms encircled her and wrapped around her waist. He noticed how perfectly she melded against him.

"What the bloody fuck," an exasperated Skyler landed next to them, rolling his eyes, "First you want to kill each other and then you decided you don't. Make up your bloody minds!"


chitchatchick(): i'm sorry... they did NOT kiss... they HUGGED (if they had kissed, i would have elobarted... trust me ;P)

YAY! an update! a little more serena/wolf in the next chapter, a quidditch match, and an initiation.

here's a teaser:

"And finally, are you willing to die for this cause?"

She never missed a beat, "I am,"

"Serena Bethany Malfoy, is here by and forever bound to the Deatheater's Children,"

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