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Chapter Two:

The next morning began bright and early. Draceanna was stretching in bed when her mother came in. "Okay, Drace, your father wanted to make an impression so he insisted on buying you new robes to wear; green silk with emerald stud earrings.

"Great! I love gifts!"

"Well, get dressed and come down to breakfast. We had the cook make croissants, just for you."

"Okay."

Draceanna jumped out of bed and ran to her closet where, sure enough, her father had placed the gift while she was sleeping last night. Draceanna pulled on the robes and then walked over to the jewelry box where her father had put out the jewelry she should wear. After putting on slippers and fixing her hair, Draceanna went downstairs.

Lucius was seated at the head of the table with Narcissa on his right and Draco on his left when Draceanna walked in. She quickly kissed Draco's cheek, the Lucius', and then Narcissa's, before sitting down next to her mother. "Morning!"

"Drace, please listen to me for a moment. Not all the boys at Hogwarts have good intentions. As a matter of fact, I would venture a guess that most boys have bad intentions. If any boy tries to touch you in any way that you don't want them to, hurt them in whatever way you can. If he won't stop, and yu can't get him to, he will feel the consequence's of touching my baby girl when she said 'no.'"

"I know, Daddy."

"Sugar and vice, that's what little Malfoy girls are made of. Hit him in the groin if that is what it takes. Just remember be sweet when with your Slytherin friends, but if someone crosses you, hit them where it hurts most."

"I'll teach you some useful hexes if you like, Dracie," Draco offered.

Draceanna smiled at her brother. He worried about her a good deal, and that was obvious in the way he dealt with her. "Thank you, Draco, I would like that a lot."

"There is one more issue I would like to discuss with you, Draceanna, before we commence with our breakfast."

"Okay, Daddy."

"Recently, issues have arisen that make it necessary to draw an alliance with the MacGregor family. They have a son who is going to be a second year, I believe. Two weeks ago, papers were drawn up to form a marriage contract between you and their son. I would like you to sign it so that it can become official."

Draceanna looked at her father's face. She recognized the look to be one of determination. She knew that one way or another, he would see to it that she signed the papers. Draceanna sighed softly and asked, "What is his name?"

"Charles MacGregor."

"Fine. Where are these papers I have to sign?"

Lucius let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding. His daughter was extremely stubborn, and getting her to agree with anything that she made her mind against was nearly impossible. Lucius pulled the papers out of his briefcase, which was sitting next to his chair. He handed them, and a quill, to his daughter, who signed the papers and handed them back. "Thank you, Dracie."

An hour later, the Malfoy family arrived at the train station. Lucius looked around the station until he found the person he was looking for. "Ah, there they are," he stated, before picking up his daughter's trunk and leading the way towards the other family.

"Lucius, nice to see you again. So, did she, you know, sign…"

"Not to worry, Ryan. My daughter isn't stupid. She signed without being asked twice. Only wanted to know his name."

Draceanna looked at the boy standing in front of her, totally ignoring the conversation between her father and the other man. The boy had piercing blue eyes, with dark brown hair. The contrast was so overwhelming, yet so attractive, that all Draceanna could do was stare.

Lucius put a hand on his daughter's should and felt her tense up slightly. "Draceanna, this is Charles MacGregor. Charles, this is my daughter, Draceanna."

"Nice to meet you, Charles."

"And nice to meet you, Draceanna. But I must insist that you call me Charlie."

"Draceanna," Lucius said, suddenly. "I would wish to speak to you for a minute. Draco, find a compartment then come back for your sister's things."

"Yes, sir," Draco replied.

Then Lucius led Draceanna off a little bit away and knelt down so he was at her height. "Dracie, behave yourself this year. And try to be nice to Charles. It is very important that the two of you get along."

"I'll try, Daddy."

"I'll miss you, Princess."

"Me too. I'll try not to disappoint you."

"You could never disappoint me, Drace. Ah, there is Draco. Have a good year, baby."

"I will try, Daddy."

With that, Draceanna walked away from her father and mother to start a whole new life at Hogwarts. She followed Draco and Charlie to the compartment and sat down next to the window. Draco sat down next to her and gave her a hug.

"If you do anything to hurt my baby sister, Charles MacGregor, you will regret the day you were born. If you make her cry, I will pound your face in."

"Draco, please," Draceanna said softly.

Draco sighed. "Watch after her, okay, MacGregor. She can be a bit flighty, and awfully stubborn, but she is a good id. Watch after her, okay? Don't let anything happen to her."

"I will protect her," Charlie replied.

"And if you let anything happen to her, my father will kill you. But should you make it out alive, I will kill you."

"DRACO!" Draceanna cut in. "How many times do I have to tell you that nothing is going to happen? Just ignore him, Charlie. Draco gets worked up over nothing."

Charlie leaned in towards Draceanna. "You should listen to your brother, Draceanna. A lot of people want to hurt the Malfoys; even one so pretty as you. Not everyone has honorable intentions.

Draceanna leaned back in her sear and rolled her eyes. "Good Lord! As if two wasn't bad enough. Now there is three."

Draco and Charlie laughed at that. "Well, at least now father only has to worry about you in your last year at Hogwarts," Draco pointed out.

"Hmm, and where's your fiancé, Draco? Aren't you meant to be looking out for her?"

Draco scowled at Draceanna. "Shut up, Dracie!"

Draceanna leaned across to Charlie and whispered to Charlie, "Draco wasn't quiet so lucky in his marriage arrangement. Nasty, ugly little thing. Very annoying, also."

Charlie laughed while Draco scowled even more. "Oh, that you should be so lucky, Drace."

Draceanna laughed at her brother until the door opened and revealed none other then Pansy Parkinson, Draco's fiancé.