Virginia heard the ancient, penetrating chime of the doorbell as she crept downstairs in the dark. Her sights settled on a shock of white blond hair, she approached and tapped his shoulder. An unfamiliar face turned and smirked at her. The smirk was similar to Draco's however this person couldn't compare to Draco's height of 6'2". Crystal blue orbs gazed into her brown pools.
"Grandfather," Virginia turned to see her fiancée in the chair behind her dipping his head in acknowledgement to the other man that looked younger than Lucius but slightly older than Draco. "May I enquire as to why you are visiting us?"
"Bloody Hell, give us a chance to settle in."
"Erm, Grandfather?" Virginia asked bemusedly.
"Spike here or originally William 'the Bloody' Malfoy. Is my great, great, great or something Grandfather. Bite her Spike and I'll bring out a stake."
"Steak? If you want rid of me Draco you just have to say so, and I hope you won't celebrate with the need for a steak."
Spike threw back his head and let back a long loud laugh.
"Virginia, Spike here isn't exactly human."
"See love, I'm dead or rather un-dead. I won't hurt ya, Red."
"A vampire? So, he was called bloody due to the mess he made." Virginia assumed.
"Nah."
"That was due to his bloody awful poetry. In the Nineteenth century Sir William Malfoy was a poet. So why are you here?"
"A visit? Look, I have my reasons for leaving the Hellmouth." Spike flopped into a high backed chair and lit a cigarette.
"I wish you wouldn't smoke in the house, William." Lucius sashayed into the room and glared at the offending item.
"Look you jumped up pillock, learn to respect your elders." Spike had flown from his chair and was gripping him by the throat with one hand, with his other he continued to smoke. "I hear from the demon network that the two of you are chosen to be bearers. I'm proud of you Draco, however the choice of partner is interesting."
"Virginia has many hidden talents, I experienced a magnificent crustaceous at her hands." Draco defended.
"Hmm," Spike took a drag on his cigarette before continuing. "So, Lucius how much did it cost you to become Minister?"
"I won that in the manner that is the Malfoy way."
"Yeah well, I'm going for a walk around this old ruin."
Virginia watched Spike walk out of the room and was thoroughly intrigued by this Malfoy ancestor. She looked down at Lucius on the floor gasping for breath, to Draco staring into the fire before following him out of the room. Whoever this Malfoy was he was different. She followed him down several hallways until she lost him after rounding a corner.
"What d'you want, Red?" He popped out from behind a wall and stared at her, his head cocked slightly to one side.
"Sorry Mr Malfoy. I…" She shrugged and bit down on her lip. "You… I'm intrigued. You must have seen so many interesting points of history, both magical and Muggle."
"Look here, I'm a squib. I have no bloody interest in the magical world."
"Could I ask… Please if you don't mind, why does Draco call you Spike as opposed to William?"
"Ah see, had a penchant for torturing my victims with railroad spikes. Did in two slayers, gave the Malf's something to be proud of."
"Oh. Slayers?"
"What the hell do they teach you…The slayer, the chosen one, she's sent to the one place on Earth that needs her the most, stabs a few then usually gets staked, tortured or mutilated only to be replaced by the next in line."
"Look Red, go back to Draco. I need to sort some things out, find some relic of relevance. Look stop letting him call you that hideous name, go for something prettier, Ginia. Hmm"
"A relic?"
"For f… Yeah, it's a pointy thing thankfully not very good for killing vamps." With that Spike walked off down a spiral staircase Virginia had never noticed before.
"Ginia? God, as if." Languidly Draco placed his arm around her shoulders.
"I like it, what's down there?" she pointed at the staircase.
"Who knows, this house is the hiding place for a lot of illegal items. Anyway why the sudden interest in my estranged relatives that should be long dead?"
"That's not nice, besides I'd have thought you'd get on with him?"
"He's alright, hates Father and can't stand Mother so I suppose he pities me. Barely see him, rumours got back to Father that he's shagging a Slayer; that went down well."
"Behave, he seems nice enough, he's looking for a relic, a pointy thing."
"Oh, Ginia if that's what you now want to be called go upstairs and don't come down until breakfast. When you do take off that necklace I gave you, you still wear it don't you?"
"Of course. Why?"
"Because that is what Spike is looking for, I don't fully understand everything to do with it but the research I did at Hogwarts, shows that it does a lot more than just show you me. You just need to be careful and whatever you do don't let Spike get hold of it. Now go to bed"