Draco's Twin

by Hearts Unfold

Chalice is the disappointment of the Malfoy family. Not only is she in Hufflepuff, but she has a heart. Why else have you never heard of Chalice Malfoy, twin sister of Draco Malfoy? Rated T just to be safe.

3. Draco's Twin Part III

Draco's Twin III

Life is so unfair. All I wanted was to see the Bone Brothers, the hottest band ever. But nooooo, Mum and Dad say it's not safe. Like that will stop me. Angela and I were going to sneak out. I knew it was wrong, and I had a slight pang of guilt as I sat by the window, waiting for Ange to get there. But then again, they were being unreasonable. Angela knocked on my window, and opened it.

"Ready to go?" she squealed. I nodded, then climbed out the window onto her broom.

"Is Alex coming?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's coming with Sean."

We flew off towards the concert. I looked back at my house, the pang of guilt returning. It disappeared as soon as the ampitheatre came into view. I could hear the screams of fan girls. I drew a sharp breath, unable to hold in my excitement any longer. Angela landed and we jumped off, running over to Alex and Sean who were standing by the gate.

"We thought you two would never get here," Alex said.

"Had to sneak out," I replied. I stood up on my tip toes to kiss Alex, my boyfriend of two years. As soon as I was 17, we were going to run off and get married.

"My little riot girl," he smiled. That was his nickname for me.

"And ready for the concert." All four of us pulled out our tickets and headed to give them to the guard, who oked them and let us in.

"Chalice this is it!" Angela screamed jumping around in circles.

"I know!" I screamed with her.

"Oh my gosh!" Sean imitated us.

"Dude, your voice is higher than theirs," Alex said.

"Thanks," Sean replied.

"CHALICE ROSE!" Mum's voice rang through my crystal ball.

"Crud." I turned it off, and ignored my friends glances.

"Whatever," I answered. "I'm already here and in trouble, so why not enjoy the concert? It's not like grounding has ever stopped me before." Alex looked at me adoringly.

"Uh oh," Angela said. I turned around to look. It was my parents, both looking very angry.

"CHALICE ROSE MALFOY!" Mum yelled, her eyes fiery red.

"Hey mum," I said as casually as I could despite the fact that my voice cracked. She grabbed my arm and we all disapparated back home.

"I told you you couldn't go, and where do I find you?" She started. "At that concert! You know it's not safe to go out right now. Not during this time, not with our-"

"Last name," I finished. "What's the big deal? Why won't you tell me what's so bad about our last name?" Mum breathed deeply then stormed off to her room. I turned to Dad, who looked slightly amused.

"Dad?" I pleaded, doing the puppy dog pout. He shrugged.

"I don't know," he replied.

"But it was your last name first!"

"You better just go to your room. And when Alex comes to your window later, tell

him I just learned a new spell that can make his-

"Dad!" I yelled, shocked. "Ew!"

"You didn't let me finish."

"But I know what you were going to say!"

"How so?"

"You had that look."

"What look?"

"The look!" He laughed and I turned around and ran to my room. Why did my mother have to be so uptight? Dad was so laid back about everything. Mum acted like I would die any minute. I sat by my window and waited for the concert to be over, so that I could see Alex again.

"Chalice," came Alex's voice. I'd fallen asleep at the window.

"How was the concert?" I yawned.

"Terrible without you." He said the sweetest things sometimes.

"I'm grounded for a while," I told him.

"Never stopped you before," he replied.

"True, and it's not going to stop me this time," I laughed mischieviously.

"Wanna come out now?"

"I think I should let my mom cool down for a bit."

"You've got such a great heart."

"You can come in here though," I smirked. Alex leaned in my window and kissed me gently.

"Maybe we should let your mom cool down a bit," he laughed. I did my best pout, then watched him fly off. I sighed then crawled under my covers and fell asleep.

The next morning Mum wouldn't even look at me. Guess she hadn't cooled off quite yet. Dad had already left for work. School was starting in a week, so I decided to go to Diagon Alley to get my stuff. Mum didn't say a word when I told her, so I left through the fire place. I met Alex at Flourish and Blotts.

"Hey sexy," he said, as I ran up and hugged him.

"Not so bad yourself," I replied. We set off to find Angela and Sean. We found them at the fountain of Knockturn Alley, making out.

"Get a room," I shoved Ange into the fountain. It didn't have any water in it.

"Well if it isn't miss rebel," she laughed. "Aren't you going to get in trouble for being in Knockturn Alley."

"Probably," I answered. "But I could really care less." We headed off down that street. There were all sorts of weirdos down Knockturn Alley, but the pub at the end of the alley was the coolest hangout for Slytherins. Ok, so Slytherins had a bad rep, but come on. We do have more fun. Unfortunately, Professor Potter was there, making all the kids leave.

"Darn it," I said under my breath.

"Chalice," he came over. "You and your group should leave now. It's too dangerous here."

"It's always too dangerous for me," I grumbled as we stepped into the sunlight of Diagon Alley. "Why won't anyone tell me why I'm in more danger than the rest of the world?"

"Malfoy," a cold voice spat.

"Nice to see you too Jessie," I turned to face my nemesis.

"Wouldn't you like to know your family history?" she said.

"What are you talking about Acres?"

"Why do you think you're in the most danger?"

"Acres, either spill it or leave."

"I'll take the later." She stalked off, a glint in her eye.

"What does she know?" I turned and asked Alex. He pulled me to him.

"It's nothing," he said. "She just wants to make you upset." I nodded, but I wasn't quite sure that she had been lying.

That night, after my shower, I headed downstairs for a late brownie, but stopped when I heard Mum and Dad talking in raised whispers.

"Someone should have gone with her," Mum said.

"She'll be fine Jana."

"No she won't! The same thing is going to happen to her that happened to all of us. She's the main target, we both know that. She went to Knockturn Alley today!"

"Jana, stop worrying!"

"Why shouldn't I? You of all people should understand what I'm feeling! You're the reason she died!"

I heard silence from Dad and a gasp from Mum.

"Oh Draco," she wailed. "I didn't mean it like that. You I didn't..I just... I miss her so much. She was the only friend I ever had!"

"You and I were her only friends," Dad said. "I feel like I let her down. Because I did let her down. What kind of a brother was I?"

Brother. What was he talking about? Dad was an only child. I crepth closer so that I could hear better. Mum was talking again.

"Maybe we should tell her. We've been trying to protect her for all these years, cause it's a horrible past that all of us want to forget..."

"Not to mention she'd be freaked out in class."

"Well, there's that too. I can't believe someone else in Slytherin hasn't told her."

"Not many people knew. That's a good thing. We weren't swarmed with Daily Prophet idiots."

"Why couldn't she be in Hufflepuff?"

It was all I could do not to laugh. Hufflepuff? Who in their right mind would want to be in the Cheesepuff house? Then I remembered, Mum had been in that house. I guess I got a few of Dad's genes too...

"Jana, are we going to tell her or not. She's leaving for Hogwarts next week."

"I don't know Draco," I heard her sit down in a chair. I silently went back upstairs. So Acres had been right. There was something about my family history. Something that didn't sound too good. The question was, what is it?

"Bye Dad!" I called as I headed towards Platform 9 3/4.

"Chalice wait!" I turned as Mum came walking up. I was hoping I wouldn't have to say goodbye to her.

"I love you Chalice, don't forget that," she said.

"I know Mum," I sighed. She looked like there was something else she wanted to say, but instead she kissed me on the cheek and waved. I went through the barrier, headed onto the train and immediately found Alex, Sean and Angela.

"Mum's acting all strange again," I told them, situating myself between Alex and Angela. Angela sighed.

"Stop worrying," she said. "You are a completely normal person with a completely normal last name and a completely normal family history!"

"Define normal," Sean broke in. "I mean, she does eat pickels in her peanut butter. I don't really count that as normal." Everyone else snickered while I glared.

"I like the taste," I sniffed, unable to hide a laugh myself. We all started cracking up, and anyone passing by probably thought we were insane, which to some extenet, I guess we were.

"I knew you all shared a hollow brain." We all stopped and turned to see Jessica Acres standing in the doorway, a smug expression on her face. I had nothing but pure hatred for her. She was the true essence of evil.

"I don't remember asking you to join us," Angela spat. Acres dismissed her comment.

"You're not worthy of my presence."

"Then why are you here?" I glared. She smiled sweetly.

"Well, I thought I would tell you what your parents are keeping from you," she hissed. "But I doubt you could handle the truth." She'd sparked my curiosity, as much as I hated to admit that.

"Try me," I replied.

"Did you know that your grandfather, your dad's dad, was once one of the most wanted men around?" Like that was true.

"That your father was once the most hated person in school." Liar.

"And your mom, pathetic isn't she. Can't seem to get over the incident now can she, but according to my mom, you look just like her."

"Like who?" I knew I didn't look like mum, I looked more like dad.

"Like your auntie dearest." Her eyes glowed viciously.

"I don't have any aunt, mum and dad were only children," I rolled my eyes. The stories she would make up. She lifted her eyebrows, then stalked out.

"I hate her so much," Angela breathed.

"The feelings mutual I'm sure," I agreed.

The train pulled into Hogsmeade Station and we got our things and got off. The four of us found a carriage, climbed in, and set off for the castle. I watched the beautiful horselike creatures that pulled our carriage. Something about them had always drawn me to them. Unfortunately, my friends couldn't see them. Proffessor Hagrid told us that you could only see them if you had seen someone die. I didn't remember ever seeing someone die, but I must have, because there they were. We reached the castle, got out and headed for the Great Hall.

"Good ol' feast time," Sean smiled.

"Always thinking about your stomach," Alex rolled his eyes.

"I think about other things too," Sean said, looking at Angela, a mischivieous glint in his eye.

"I think you're both crazy," I laughed. Alex put on his best sad face, which always worked. Mainly cause his attempt at sad faces were so pathetic.

"fine, Sean's the crazy one," I replied. He smiled again. Proffessor Dumbledore stood up to introduce McGonagall and the new students who were to be sorted. We got a few kids in Slytherin, but none were very promise looking. We badly needed new recruits for our Quidditch Team. Our Seeker, Captain Chaser, and Beater had all graduated last year.

"You think I have a shot of making the team?" Alex asked.

"Depends on what you're trying out for," I answered. "You'd make a good beater."

"Hm, pummeling a vicious ball at people's heads... sounds fun," he replied sarcastically.

"Fine, don't take my suggestion," I stuck my tongue out at him. We all finished eating and headed off to the dorms.

"You know, that Stephen Yamans is looking pretty cute this year," Angela giggled as we got ready for bed.

"What happened to Sean?"

"Please, Sean and I just like to have fun. I'm not ready to be a taken girl."

"Well I am, and I'm completely content."

"Yeah, and when you're an old hag and still with Alex, we'll see how you feel then."

"You're just jealous."

"Jealous? What could anyone possible have to be jealous of you for?" Acres walked into the dorm.

"I thought you were getting a private dorm," Angela said.

"Apparently, that's unfair to the lower class students," she mimicked. "Trust me, it's my worst nightmare to have to share a room with you two."

"You are the reason Slytherins have a bad rep," I accused.

"I'm the reason we're respected," she spat back.

"Oh, well then if we're respected, Gryffindors are absolutely despised," Angela rolled her eyes.

Acres left us and we glanced at each other. I got into bed, and snuggled under the covers. I let the warm feeling of sleep wash over me, drifting in and out of dreams all night long.

"I hate detention," Angela yawned as we sat in Transfiguration class. We'd been given detention that night for being late to class again.

"I wonder what they'll make us do this time," I mused. We headed to back to the classroom later that night to face our punishment.

"I just don't know what to do with you girls," McGonagall started with us. "So tonight, I'm not going to be the punisher. Besides, I have my monthly chess club meeting, so I don't have time. Proffessor Potter is filling in for me. Good night."

I groaned. Potter wasn't a mean teacher... he just seemed so over protective.

"Yes!" Angela sat on a desk. "Potter is such an easy teacher, he'll probably just let us go." What was she talking about?

"Both of you, to the library," he stood in the doorway. "Madam Pince needs some help sorting the books back into order." We headed to the library to go help her. About an hour after we started, Madam Pince had to go to a meeting. She told us we would finish up tomorrow night.

"Guess we can head back to the common room," I sighed, heading for the door.

"Or we could check out the restricted section," Angela suggested.

"Ange, you need a key to get into the restricted section."

"Or just a quill to stop the door from closing all the way when a teacher leaves the section."

"You didn't," I squealed. We carefully looked around to double check that Madam Pince had left, then headed to the restricted section.

"This is so cool," Angela gushed.

"This goes beyond what we've done before," I replied. "Do you think one of these books could help us turn Acres into something nasty?"

"Let's look. I'd love to see her as an inside out pologoy."

We looked through various books, trying to discover a spell that could turn Jessica Acres into anything that would keep her out of our lives forever.

"Oh my gosh, Chalice," I head Angela's voice shake. "You really should come and see this." I walked over to where she was standing. She was holding a thin, dusty book. I couldn't make out the writing on the cover. I looked at the page she had open and gasped. There, looking up at us, a sneer on his face, was a man that looked like my father. I knew it couldn't be though. Dad's eyes were never that cold, cruel, and heartless looking.

"Who is that?" I whispered in disbelief.

"Lucius Malfoy, right hand man of the Dark Lord," she gulped. "The Dark Lord was You Know Who. Chalice, are you related to this guy?"

"Lucius was my grandfather's name," I answered. "He died before Mum and Dad were even married."

"It says here he was destroyed with You Know Who by... Harry Potter! That's Proffessor Potter, your mum and dad must know Potter then."

"What kind of book is this?"

"The Days of the Dark. Who would keep something like this around?"

"Ange, we should get out of here before we get caught," I said.

"You're right," she agreed, putting the book back.

"No, I want to keep that," I grabbed it back off the shelf. "It has a part of my family in this, and I want to know more." Angela nodded and we ran back to the common room. My heart was pounding. Maybe Acres had been right all along.

I sat on the common room couch in front of the fire, the book sitting in my lap. I was too scared to open it.

"What's up?" Alex walked in from Quidditch try outs, wet and muddy.

"How were try outs?" I asked, as he sat down beside me.

"Great, I made the team as the new chaser even though James was better than me," he said. "I was the only one who didn't complain about the rain though." I laughed.

"You're getting mud on me," I whined. He grinned mischieviously then gave me a gain bear hug, making sure to get lots of mud on my face.

"I love you too," I laughed. He put on his innocent look. I looked down at my book, which had stayed miraculously clean.

"What's that?" he asked.

"The Days of the Dark," I murmered, opening it to the table of contents. There was a whole chapter about my grandfather.

"That sounds rather pleasent. Why are you reading it?"

"To learn about my family history."

"Ok, you've lost me." I told him what Angela and I had found in it earlier.

"So, your dad's dad was evil?" Alex asked.

"I guess so," I answered. "I just can't believe that my parents never told me that. What were they trying to hide? It's not like we're still involved with this dark magic junk." My heart plummeted.

"you don't think they're secretly involved, do you?" I asked Alex, my eyes wide.

"Doesn't matter," he answered simply. "Your life is what you choose to do with it, and you are most definitely not evil." I relaxed into his arms.

"I still want to read this book," I told him. "I just need to know about these things. I always knew they were hiding something from me, and now I'm finally going to know what it is."

"But what if you learn things in there that were never meant to be known?"

"If they're published in a book, then they are meant to be known, now aren't they."

"Ok, I lose," he looked so lost.

"Let's read some Malfoy family history," I said, turning to the page where my grandfather's picture was. He looked far too much like dad, it sent shivers down my back. The first page had basic information, like birthday, family tree... hold on, family tree?

"Chalice, how come your name's on here twice?" Alex asked.

"I'm listed as his daughter, and then... his granddaughter, that makes no sense," I looked at the page again, then turned to the next one.

"Wow, a full account of his final battle, who wrote this?" Alex wondered.

"Real question is, who updated this? It had no publishing date, but it's obviously really old."

"Well, we are in the world of magic, so pretty much anything is possible. Maybe your dad had a sister."

"Don't you think I would know if I had an aunt?"

"Not if she died when she was 16." I whipped my head back to the page. There were pictures and a little bio about each family member after grandpa. It had grandma, who was still alive, but i'd never met her. There was Mum and Dad... and Chalice Malfoy.

"She looks just like me," I breathed.

"Except for the eyes, hers are grey, like your dad's. You have your mom's eyes." Seeing her picture next to dad's, it suddenly struck me. He did have a sister, not only that, she was his twin.

"Why wouldn't he tell me about her?" I whispered. "Why would he keep this? Shouldn't I know that I have a dead aunt who I look exactly alike."

"There's gotta be something more there that he's keeping," Alex said. "How did she die?"

"It doesn't say," I replied, scanning the page to make sure I didn't miss anything. " 'Lucius Malfoy died when the Dark Lord was vanquished by the profit Harry Potter. Potter was close to the Malfoy family.' Dad's never mentioned him, except that he's a good teacher. I've heard Mum mention him, but she wasn't a Malfoy back then."

"What does it say about your Mum?"

"It says, 'Jana met Chalice when she was 15. One of the few people to know that Chalice was a Malfoy, the two became inseperable. That summer, love became between her and Draco, the two have been together ever since, and now have one daughter, Chalice Rose, named after Jana's best friend and Draco's sister Chalice.' It still doesn't make any sense."

"Maybe you should confront your parents," Alex suggested.

"And get in trouble for being in the restricted section?" I laughed. "No, I need to do more research... and I know how. I bet you anything that Potter has something about how he knew my family, how he defeated You Know Who."

"Chalice, you have that manical glint in your eye, which normally means I should run before I get dragged into your crazy scheme, but you're kida sitting on me so... can I get out of this?"

"We have to get detention with Potter, so that we can break into his office, and search it for more info."

"Are you mental?"

"No," I glared. "You don't have to come if you don't want to." I stood and started walking away. I felt his arms around me immediately.

"You've got mud on your butt," he whispered in my ear. "And I'm going to be here for you through everything." I turned around and looked up into his eyes. He leaned down and kissed me. It was such a peaceful moment. Or it would have been if Jessica Acres hadn't walked into the common room at that time...

"Alex," she cooed. "I haven't seen you around in a while." She pulled him away from me. "You know, I've been looking for someone to go to the Forsaken Saints concert with me." She batted her eyelashes. I gripped my wand tightly trying to remember that spell that would make her head explode and become a turnip. Wait... I'd only dreamed that there was a spell that could do that.

"Sorry, but I'm busy doing something with Chalice that night," he came back over and took my hand. I did the famous Malfoy smirk.

"I haven't told you what night it is silly," she giggled.

"Don't care, I'm definitely busy," he smiled then led me upstairs to the dorms. I could feel the fumes of Acres behind us.

"Am I really worth missing a Forsaken Saints concert?" I cocked an eyebrow, something I'd gotten from my mom.

"You're worth anything, especially if it gets me away from her," he replied.

"Gee, thanks," I replied sarcastically. He kissed me gently on my neck.

"I'll see ya in the morning," he whispered. I giggled and went to my dorm where I found Angela meditating on the floor. I walked around her and climbed into bed, muddy clothes and all.

As I headed to the bathroom the next morning, I thought of ways to get dentention from Potter. I guess I could have just asked him about it, but I never did the easy way. What was the fun in that?

"You look deep in thought," Angela said as I walked into the bathroom. She was brushing her teeth. "Trying to figure out how to get the mud mask off? Hate to break it to you, but i think you left it on a little too long." I threw my shoe at her. She ducked, laughing.

"Guess you aren't a morning person," she giggled.

"Rawr," I replied to satisfy her. I got cleaned up, got dressed, dropped my stuff off at the dorm, then headed to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Mnft," Alex greeted me, a waffle stuffed in his mouth.

"Morning to you to," I smiled.

"So how are we getting detention," he asked me.

"Depends on what we're doing today," I answered.

"Uh, ok. Well when you figure it out, tell me, ok?" He got up and left for Divnination. I took Foreign Languages. We had Care of Magical Creatures together later. Proffessor Hagrid was one of the coolest teachers ever, although a lot of Slytherins made fun of him and his moleskin coat. I loved his puppy, Fang.

"What's the point of decoding these?" asked Michelle, my friend who was in Hufflepuff.

"So that if we're ever in a sticky situation involving ancient codes, we can get out of it," I replied. I had fun decoding.

"Not if we don't understand what they mean!" I laughed.

"Hey, you did great when we learned Troll."

"To speak Troll, all you have to do is grunt. They only have three phrases. Let's eat him now, cooked or raw, and look at that stupid creature. How hard is that?"

"Well I would personally like to know if I'm about to be eaten," I replied.

"I can't wait until next quarter, when we start furry woodland creatures," Michelle said.

"Wow, that sounds exciting, I've always wanted to speak bunny," I joked. She laughed with me. An hour later, we were let ouf of class and I headed outside for Magical Creatures.

"Grab him!" I was covered in belvian frog spawn, and let me tell you, it wasn't pleasant. Shammy, our frog for our group project, had escaped from her cage, in Defense Against the Dark Arts. This was actually not a part of the plan, but it worked just fine. We finally caught Shammy, and Proffessor Potter told us to come back after dinner to clean up. We had to wait for the spawn to stop wriggling.

"Nice job in there," Alex said as we headed to dinner. "Guess you got what you wanted."

"That wasn't what I had planned, but it was probably better," I replied. "My plan might have put us in the hospital wing."

"Yeah, but poor Shammy is traumatized."

"She'll live."

After dinner, we said goodnight to Sean, who by some fortunate accident had been late to class and not punished for the escape of our frog. Angela, Alex and I headed to Potter's classroom.

"You three clean this up, I have a meeting with the other teachers, so I'm trusting you all to behave yourselves. You can leave once you've had me or another proffessor inspect the room." With that he left, making my plan all too easy.

"come on," I whispered to Ange and Alex. "He left his office open. Now's our chance."

"Do you know how much trouble we could get in?" Ange whispered.

"This coming from the one who snuck into the restricted section of the library," I smirked.

"Ok, you've got me. Plus, i think i'm part cat, cause curiosity has overcome my concience."

"You have a concience?" Alex asked. Angela threw him a dirty look. We looked around and headed to his office.

"Not very neat is he," I said, looking at the mess of papers and other things on his desk.

"Chalice," Angela called, she was over by his trunk looking at a bunch of pictures. "Chalice, you should come here. I think, I think he knew your Aunt." I walked over, and gasped.

"It's a picture of him, Aunt Chalice, Mum and Dad," I said. Angela pointed at the next one.

"That's what I was talking about," she whispered. There Potter was, his arm around a girl who looked like me, she had her head on his shoulder. It almost looked like he and Aunt Chalice were... together.

"Wow, he's got a whole drawer full of pictures and letters from Chalice, er... the old deceased Chalice," Alex said. I walked over there.

"I'm more confused now than I was before," I said.

"What are you doing in here?" Potter was standing at the door. I jumped.

"We, uh... we were," I mouth went dry. I had no excuse.

"I take it you've done a little family research," he said. He didn't seem mad. He just seemed, calm.

"My parents wouldn't tell me anything," I admitted.

"Ever think that maybe that's for the best?" he walked over to his desk and opened the drawer we had been looking in a few seconds before.

"Alex, Angela, you may leave, I can clean up the mess myself, Chalice, you should probably stay." Alex walked out, a look of sorry in his eyes. Angela waved,then left. I turned to Proffessor Potter.

"You knew her," I said softly.

"I did," he replied softly. "What exactly were you looking for?"

"The reason why Dad never told me he had a twin."

"Possibly because it was too painful to look back. I take it you saw the pictures I have of her."

"Yes sir," I answered, looking at my feet. How was it that my teacher could talk about her and my parents couldn't.

"I'm not the one who should be telling you about her," he said. "But you should know that your aunt, who you were named after, was the most amazing person in the world."

"Sir, may I ask a rather personal question?" Potter nodded.

"Did you love her?" I took my eyes off the floor. I saw a slight dim in his eyes.

"With all of my heart," he answered. "Now go on back to your dorm."

I nodded and headed back to the common room. So Chalice and Proffessor Potter dated. That was kind of creepy. But he had given me more information than my parents ever had. Maybe Alex was right, maybe if I confronted them with what I knew they'd tell me more. I had gone into detention that night hoping that the mystery of my aunt would be solved, but I came out more confused than ever.

I couldn't look Potter in the eyes after that. It was weird, knowing that your teacher and your dead aunt had been together. Winter break was approaching, and I was planning on staying at Hogwarts. I wanted to know more about Aunt Chalice, but at the same time, I didn't. Angela, Alex and Sean were all staying too.

"My parents are going to Jamaica," Ange told me. "And I turned them down to stay here with you. You owe me!"

"Ange," I replied with the famous Malfoy smirk. "You hate the beach. I bet you were glad to have an excuse not to go."

"And if I had a comeback, I'd use it," she said laughing. Sean walked in.

"I love you Chalice," he came over and hugged me tightly.

"Let the girl breath!" Ange told him. He let go.

"Thanks to you, I don't have to go to the "Scientific Magic" convention. Snape's giving a lecture there."

"Well good. Now you can repay my debt to Angela," I joked.

"My parents were glad I wasn't coming home," Alex yawned from the couch across from me. "Apparently they want to have another honeymoon type thing." Alex shuddered. "Parents should seriously not tell their kids stuff like that." I threw a pillow at him. I ended up hitting a first year instead.

"Good aim," Sean said sarcastically.

"Sorry," I called to the first year who looked a bit dazed.

"Just because we're sixth years, doesn't mean we have to be cruel to those younger than us," Sean mimicked a speech Proffessor McGonagall had given us earlier that year.

"We weren't the ones being mean," Ange glared at Sean. Alex rolled over and fell off the couch. I wasn't concerned though, he did that every day. Proffessor Snape came walking into our common room at that time.

"Good evening Proffessor," all the students greeted him. I never really understood why all the other houses hated him. He was so cool. Well... unless you were Sean. Sean had some problems in Potions class.

"Good evening," he replied. "Miss Malfoy, a word if you please." I got up off the couch.

"Your parents are waiting in my office, they wish to speak with you," he told me in an undertone. I nodded and headed to the Potions Classroom. Mum and Dad were waiting in there, with Proffessor Potter. I gulped and felt a pit in my stomach. This couldn't be good.

"Mum? Dad? What are you doing here?" I asked. Mum turned, a look of sadness in her eyes.

"Chalice," Dad started. "Um.. there's something your mother and I need to tell you." Great, I was about to get the information I'd always dreamed of, but now I didn't want it.

"It's ok," I said. "I don't want to know anymore."

"But you need to know," Mum answered softly. I could see tears welling up in her eyes. "What do you know so far?"

"I know...I know that Dad had a twin named Chalice, and that she died when she was 16."

"She was my best friend, we were in Hufflepuff together."

"Which my Father considered a shameful thing, she was the first Malfoy not to make it into Slytherin. She had a really great heart, that's why. I was just another Malfoy clone," Dad said.

"Allright, so how did she die?" It was a distant voice asking the question.

"We're getting to that," Dad continued. "You don't know the history of the name Malfoy. It was a feared, evil name. The Malfoy's before me were evil, rich, bribing cruel men." That made no sense. My dad, evil? This had to be some kind of joke.

"But Chalice brought me back, after Father tried to kill her and Heather, and turn me into a Death Eater." Dad...a death eater. This was just too much.

"Harry and I saved her though," Mum smiled.

"You more than me, I was kind of chained," Potter said.

"Yeah, but you figured out how to find the Malfoy manner," she argued.

"You both saved her!" Dad laughed. I failed to see the humor in the argument, but all three adults were smiling.

"Anyway, the point is, we saved her, and Draco got out after saving Heather, so both of them stayed at my house that summer so that they wouldn't have to go back to their dad," Mum continued. "It was all going great... until..."

"Until she "accidentally" erased my memory," Dad was smirking. Mum glared at him. "Then Dad came for a visit."

"We hid in the secret room my paranoid great aunt had created, and it was going ok, but then they broke in and got Chalice."

"Who's they?" I asked. Dad took a deep breath.

"My Dad and... You Know Who. They took her hostage, then trapped me and Jana when we went to save her. Then they caught Harry. So we were all trapped, You Know Who ready to kill all four of us. But we fought back. We won too, Harry was able to destroy You Know."

"But... he sent out one last spell before he died," Potter spoke up. "Avada Kedavra, the killing curse." All three of them looked saddened and unable to speak.

"He murdered Aunt Chalice?" I said quietly.

"It's my fault," Dad said. "The wand was pointed at me, but she pushed me out of the way, and so she was killed instead. She's buried under the Apolycus tree, those were her favorite magical flowers."

I sat down, my head spinning. Who had know all that? But something at the back of my mind was still questioning.

"Why are we in danger then?" I asked.

"Because our last name is Malfoy," Mother explained. "Many of the Death Eaters blame your father for what happened. And you look just like his sister, and everyone knows there's no one in the world he loved more than Chalice. Not even me. And I could never ask him to love me more than her."

"You're safe here Chalice," Potter said. "The Death Eaters would never think of coming near here. Not since I was the one who destroyed their leader."

"I still don't understand," I said. "You Know Who is gone, why are the Death Eaters out to get us?"

"They want the power they once had. There's a whole new generation they've raised with just as much experience and more advances in the way of magic. It's all a game of power."

"Would they really try to kill me?

"No," Dad answered. "But they would kidnap you to get to me."

"Chalice," Mum sat down beside me. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner, and I'm sorry I've been so overprotective. It's just, I'm so afraid to lose you. I lost Chalice, I don't want to lose you too."

"Well I'm not her Mum," anger started boiling inside of me. "You could have at least told me Dad had a sister. You could have told me something! You really wanted to protect me? Because you wouldn't let me do anything, I always did what you didn't want me to. Which puts me in more danger don't you think! I can take care of myself, I'm sixteen, and I got all O's on my OWLS! Proffessor Potter said that I'm safe here, why are you so concerned?"

"Chalice, you don't understand how painful it was! Especially now that we had to recall on the horrid memory. I cried when I saw how much you looked like her!"

I couldn't take anymore. My emotions were rocketing, so I ran out and headed straight through entrance hall and outside, to sit on a rock by the lake. I cried as the rain began to fall. I just didn't understand.

Staring up at the stars, I was lost in my thoughts. There really wasn't a reason for my anger. I shouldn't have blown up at them. It was just... I didn't know what it was. I finally decided I should head back to the common room. It was deserted except for Alex, Sean and Angela. Sean and Alex were asleep, but Ange was still up, reading a book.

"Hey," she said as I walked in with a tear stained face.

"They told me everything I wanted to know, but I wish they hadn't," I told her.

"Do you want to talk about?" she asked. I shook my head.

"Maybe tomorrow," I replied. She nodded, and we headed off to the dorms, leaving the guys on the couch.

The next morning I got up, took a shower and headed down to breakfast. It was pretty empty, most had left that morning to go home for the winter holidays. I found Sean and Alex having a food fight with the porridge, and Angela ducking under the table to stay out of the line of fire. I laughed and walked over.

"Run for your life!" Ange laughed. "Sean's merciless." That much I could tell. Alex was covered in porridge and Sean only had a few specks, probably from throwing the porridge. I ducked under the table with Ange, laughing.

"Talk about a fun first day off," I giggled. A mound of porridge came flying our way. Angela and I darted out of the way. I stood up.

"Who threw that?" I glared. Alex and Sean ceased fire, dropped their current ammunition and pointed at each other accusingly.

"You two should be ashamed of yourselves," I scolded in my best motherly voice. "Throwing porridge around like you're a bunch of kids. Clean up this mess right now!" They both hung their heads. I glared at them sternly, but inside i was dying of laughter. They both picked up their napkins and started mopping the floor.

"Using wands is much quicker," Proffessor Potter came up behind them, zapping the mess away.

"Angela started it!" Sean said.

"Hey!" Ange glared at him. Potter chuckled.

"Don't worry Johnson, you aren't in trouble," he laughed. Relief spread across Sean and Alex's face.

"Just don't start a food war again," he told them, heading over to the staff table.

"You sound just like your mom when you scold," Angela told me.

"I'm not sure how to take that," I replied.

"It's only because you're such a trouble maker that you mimick her," Sean smirked.

"If I had a reply to match that..I would use it!"

"I think you lost," Angela said. I gave her the evil glare. We finished breakfast and headed outside for a snowball fight. Angela and I built a fortress and pelted Sean and Alex. In the end, we were cold and they were cold, wet and becoming frostbitten.

"Champs for the sixth year in a row," Angela high fived me.

"Was there ever a chance we'd lose?" I grinned. We all spent the rest of the day by the fire, drinking hot cocoa, talking and laughing. It was the best day I'd had in a while.

"Get out of bed," Angela pulled the covers off.

"Ange! It's freezing!" I tried to pull them back up.

"It's christmas! You can't lie in bed! We have presents!" That got me up. We skipped down the stairs to the common room. There, beneath our Slytherin decorated tree, was a mound. Alex and Sean were already going through it.

"Thanks for waiting guys," I rolled my eyes.

"Here's one for me, and one for Angela," Sean threw a package at her.

"You're lucky my mom always sends me cookies," she glared, picking up the misaimed package from the floor.

"Here's a bunch for you Chalice," Alex pointed to a bunch of presents sitting on the common room couch. I giggle and ran over. Mum had sent the usual, her famous brownies and some jewelry. Dad sent a funny card and a new broomstick.

"About time," Angela came over, her mouth full of cookies. "You're old broom was totaled after that game last year." I nodded. I was a chaser on the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"Hey Chalice, you have another present from an anonymous secret admirerer," Sean called. I put down the broom, and walked over.

"Alex, what did you buy me?" I smiled.

"Uh, that's not from me," he replied. "My present to you is on the table." I looked over at the table and saw a giant fluffy teddy bear. It was so adorable!

"Aw, it's so cute!" I hugged him, then ran over and hugged the bear. I sat on the couch cuddling it.

"The bear's getting more love than me," Alex pouted. I dragged him to the mistletoe, and kissed him. He smiled. Sean waved the anonymous package in front of my face.

"Patience is a virtue you know," I told him.

"Who cares? I wanna know what's in the box!" he replied. I sat down beside Angela and pulled the red ribbon off. I slowly took off the wrapping paper, and all around me sighed. I had this thing about ripping wrapping paper. I just didn't. I finally got to the box and I opened it. Inside was a beatifully decorated mirror. I picked it up and looked at myself in the reflection. Something wasn't right... before I could show it to the others, there was a flash of light, and I was jerked forward into a dizzying whirlwind of smoke. I landed on a hard stone floor. I stood up, rubbing my shoulder that had hit the floor, and brushing dirt off myself.

"Chalice! We're going to be late for class!"

"Angela, we're on break we don't have class," I turned to face my best friend but instead I found myself facing... my mother.

"What are talking about?" she asked. She looked like she was 16. "Are you feeling allright?"

"I don't know," I answered. What was going on?

"We have Potions next, and you know how Snape is. Hufflepuff doesn't need any more point deductions." I snorted. Hufflepuff? That fluff ball house? Who was she kidding?

"I fail to see the humor," she was tapping her foot impatiently.

"I'm sorry, but why the heck would I be in Hufflepuff? That's a joke!" I laughed.

"You're starting to sound like that no good brother of yours," Mum was frowning.

"I don't have a brother, I'm in an only child, duh Mum," I was confused. Was this some kind of a joke?

"Mum?" she looked at me as if I had a giant blister on my face. "Chalice, we're going to the Hospital Wing right now." She grabbed my arm and dragged me off. Once there, Madam Pomfrey looked me over.

"She seems to be allright," she told Mum.

"Then why is she acting so strange?" Mum asked.

"Perhaps she's stressed or didn't get enough sleep last night," Madam Pomfrey suggested. The bell rang signaling the end of class. Mum nodded, took my arm and dragged me back to the common room...the Hufflepuff common room. Whoa, what?

"Are you ok?" she sat next to me on the couch.

"Uh, no."

"What's wrong?" What's wrong? Let's think about this. One minute I was opening a christmas present, the next minute I'm in some alternate universe.

"I'm not sure," I answered slowly. "See, an hour ago, I was with my friends opening a christmas present, and now I'm... here."

Mum looked at me concerned. It hit me that she didn't know I was her daughter. She thought I was Aunt Chalice... which meant I was somewhere in the past. But..how?

"Are you sure you didn't hit your head or something?"

"Mum- er, Jana, I'm fine," I shook my head and smiled. "Is it time for dinner yet?" Mum nodded her head and we left for the Great Hall. As I glanced around a pair of strong arms went around my waist. I grinned...but then realized it couldn't be Alex. I turned and looked into the eyes of Harry Potter.

"You weren't in class today," he said. "I missed you." I tried not to throw up.

"I wasn't feeling good," I told him...which technically was true. He nodded his head, and released me, heading back to the Gryffindor table.

"I've suddenly lost my appetite," I told mum. "I'm going to head on back to the common room. What's the password again?"

"Tippletup," she answered, nodding in understanding. After some help from the portraits, I found the Hufflepuff portrait hole, gave the password, and headed up stairs to find my dorm room. I found it, and walked in, sitting on my bed. How had I gotten here? Something on the bedside table caught my eye. It was the mirror! I picked it up, and saw myself.

"Come on smoke, take me home," I said quietly. Suddenly, Angela's face appeared in it.

"Ange!" I called, she jumped, then looked down.

"Oh my gosh, Chalice!" she breathed a sigh of relief. "Where are you?"

"To be honest, I don't know. I'm in the past, and my mum is 16, and she thinks I'm my Aunt."

"Wow. So how do we get you home?"

"I have no idea! It's so strange here. I mean, my Aunt dated Potter, and her thinks I'm her! It's so creepy!"

"Ah, we really need to get you out of there," Angela looked desperate. "Ok, I am going to find someway to get you home. Until then, you'll just have to pretend to be your Aunt. I'm here with the mirror if you need to talk,"

"Ok, but I think it's going to be summer soon," I replied. It's really warm out, and people are talking about exams."

"Well, look at it this way," Angela smiled mischieviously. "If the teachers never change them, then you'll already know what's on them."

"Angela!" I couldn't help but laugh. "That's cheating!"

"You're point?" she grinned. I head someone coming up the stairs.

"Someone's coming, I gotta go." I quickly put the mirror down and Angela's face disappeared. Darn it, I didn't even think to ask to talk to Alex. Mum came in the door.

"Whatcha doing?" she asked.

"Uh, just admiring this mirror," I hesitantly held it up. Please don't let Ange appear.

"You've had that mirror forever," she said. "Your dad gave it to you, didn't he? I'm surprised you kept it after what happened over winter break." What happened? I couldn't ask though.

"Yeah, well, it seems a waste to just throw it away," I replied. "It's a beautiful mirror." Mum nodded, then wished me goodnight. I crawled under the sheets, thinking. I didn't know if I would be able to play the role of my Aunt. For starters, she was in Hufflepuff, and I was a Slytherin. There were enough differences there. It also seemed like she was a goody too shoes. There's no way I could be a good girl. I turned on my side and silently prayed that I wouldn't ruin Aunt Chalice's past.

"Ah, I hate exams," Jana groaned as we sat in the library with Potter, and his friends Hermione and Ron. Jana's boyfriend David was there, and it was all I could do not to throw up. Mum with a different guy was just plain wrong. Apparently, right now she and Dad didn't get along. We finished studying and Jana and I ran outside. David grabbed her hand and pulled her behind a tree. I felt queasy all over again.

"What's making you sick?" I heard Dad say. I grinned.

"Jana and her boyfriend," I replied. He chuckled.

"But of course you and Potter are the innocent ones." Now I really needed to puke.

"I think I'm going to be sick," I clutched at my stomach. Dad came over to pull me up from the ground.

"Did you eat something bad?" he was concerned.

"No, I'm ok," I answered. "I think I'm going to head back to my common room."

"But it's such a beautiful day out. Chalice, you've been acting really strange lately, is something wrong?" I looked away. I couldn't tell him, I couldn't tell anyone. They would just think I'd gone mental or something.

"I'm fine," I replied, turning and heading back to my dorm. I grabbed the mirror, collapsed on my bed, and called Angela.

"Hey, what's up?" she smiled.

"I hate it here!" I groaned. "Mum's with some other guy, and they aren't that innocent, it's gross! And I'm supposed to be with Potter, avoiding him is hard, mainly cause I can't mess it up for Aunt Chalice. Please tell me you've found a way for me to get home."

"Uh, no," Ange replied nervously. I rolled over on my stomaach, looking at her suspicously.

"Ange," I said slowly. "What did you do?" She laughed nervously, then cracked.

"Chalice, I had to, I had no idea who to go to other than your mum," she talked fast.

"YOU TOLD MUM!" I was in shock. "ANGE!"

"I'm sorry, but she knows everything that happened back then, and I thought, she might know where the mirror came from."

"Well that's easy, it came from my grandfather, Dad's dad," I rolled my eyes. "Jana told me that when I got here."

"Chalice... you do realize who sent that mirror to you then, don't you?

"Um, dad?"

"No! Your Grandfather! Obviously, he wanted to get rid of you or something."

"Angela, he's dead."

"Yeah, well that's what they said about You Know Who, and he came back, didn't he."

"You're being crazy," I sat up.

"I'm going to call your Mom, and tell her. This could be very serious Chal," she said, leaving.

"You sound like my mother," I said into the empty mirror.

"You were talking to someone in that mirror?" Mum came in. I jumped.

"I.."

"I saw a face. Chalice, what's going on with you?" she sat across from me. I took a deep breath. I couldn't hold in the truth anymore. I spilled everything, and when I was done, she just looked at me in silence.

"Well?" I broke it.

"You need to see Madam Pomfrey, you're delusional," she stood up.

"No! I'm telling the truth!" I was frustrated. Angela chose then to return.

"I've got your Mum," she called. I grabbed the mirror.

"Put her on," I said. Mum appeared.

"Chalice, sweetheart, we have to get you home," she looked desperate.

"I realize that, but first, could you please tell yourself that I'm sane," I asked.

"Excuse me?" she looked confused. I gave the mirror to Jana.

"It's... me," Mum said.

"I'm old!" Jana exclaimed.

"Excuse me! I am not old."

"Yes you are mum," I smirked. "And very uptights."

"Me, uptight, as if," Jana exclaimed.

"I am not uptight!" Mum squeaked.

"Is this really me in the future?" Jana asked. "Because that hair is so old fashioned." I snickered at mom's look. You could tell she was insulted, and by herself at that. I took the mirror back.

"Mum, I wanna come home," I sighed.

"We don't have much time I'm afraid," she answered. "This summer... this is the summer when your Aunt was murdered."

"I'm going to die? But I'm only 16!"

"So was she!" Mum was exasperated. "This is your grandfathers way of getting revenge. Maybe You Know Who wasn't the only one who cast a final spell. Sweetie, we're doing everything we can, you just have to stay and be Chalice." I nodded, putting the mirror on my bedside table.

"Wow," Jana came over. "I had no idea. So, who exactly am I marrying in the future? Oh I hope it's David." I shook my head.

"He breaks your heart," I answered. She took a sharp breath. "You erase Dad's memory, only for about an hour, and you two fall in love."

"And your Dad would be..."

"Draco Malfoy," I replied, grinning. Jana started choking.

"There is no way I am marrying him! He's... Ugh!" She buried her face in her pillow as I stood there laughing.

"We're free!" Jana skipped down the halls. We had just taken our final exam, Potions. I was an excellent Potions student, so it was easy.

"How could you possibly find that easy?" she asked me, her jaw dropped slightly. "Snape hates Hufflepuffs more than he hates Gryffindors! Ok, well, we're next, cause apparently we can't do anything rght, but whatever."

"Let's not think about the exams we just finished, and let's get back to our freedom!" I twirled around and around, right into the arms of Harry.

"Careful," he laughed, his eyes dancing. I laughed nervously. With all the homework and exams, I hadn't seen much of him lately. It had been two weeks since I went through the mirror. Jana could sense my discomfort.

"Let's all go for a swim in the lake!" she suggested. I noodded, Harry took my hand and pulled me away from that direction.

"Did I do something to upset you?" he asked me quietly. Crud, I was ruining it.

"No, I've just been really stressed lately," I told him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to think that."

"No, it was probably just me and my paranoid self...although I haven't really been myself lately."

"You mean since three days ago when Sirius..." He nodded. I could see tears form in his eyes. Sirius had been the closest thing to a Father he'd ever had. I couldn't stop myself from hugging him. I felt the warmth of one of his tears fall against my neck. This was so weird. Yet... I shook my head. Alex, I thouhgt, remember Alex.

"I'm ruining the day," Harry lifted his head, eyes still glistening.

"No, you aren't," I stumbled to find the right words. He found them first.

"I love you Chalice," he whispered. I took a sharp breath. He tilted my chin up, and I closed my eyes as his lips met mine. There was a tingling sensation all throughout my body. I finally broke the magic, tears in my eyes this time.

"I...I've gotta," I still couldn't find the right words. I ran off, leaving him by the lake. I made it back to my dorm just in time for the tears to start falling.

"Angela," I called.

"What's wrong?"

"I've done something terrible," I began sobbing.

"Oh my god, you didn't permanently damage anything that could be between your mom and dad?" she asked, eyes big.

"I kissed Potter."

"Wow..."

"That's not the worst part. I kissed him, and I liked it."

I couldn't look at Harry the next day. Every time I did, I felt this horrible longing in my heart. I missed Alex so much right now. The week went by and it was time to go home. Apparently Draco and I were going home with Jana. I was scared, not knowing when or who would be coming to kill me. Jana had kept the whole thing a secret, as promised. We rode home on the train, and her mom picked us up, leaving the next day on vacation with Jana's dad.

"Chalice, try to have fun," Jana told me.

"I can't stop thinking about how I'm supposed to die," I replied softly.

"Well, maybe your grandpa didn't send the mirror, maybe your aunt did." I looked at her.

"What?" I was confused.

"Maybe you're supposed to stop the first Chalice from every dying."

"She's already dead, how can I stop her from dying?" Jana shrugged and went outside, being pushed in the pool by Draco. I laughed. That's how it was supposed to be. Mum and Dad, Draco and Jana, no way else. David hadn't dumped Jana yet though... The phone rang and I answered it.

"Hey Chalice." It was Harry. My heart raced, no, it wasn't supposed to do that!

"Hey," I smiled. "You can come over if you want." Who was talking? That certainly wasn't me. Someone had taken over my brain.

"Allright, I'll be there later, Dursley's love it when I'm gone," he laguhed. We hung up and sat down at the table banging my head against the wooden surface.

"You stupid person," I groaned.

"Who are you talking to?" Draco laughed.

"I'm messing everything up, and I'm not supposed to feel this way, because..." It took me a moment to realize what I was babbling about. "Oh... nevermind."

"Chalice, what's going on?" Draco looked at me.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that!" I stood up, looking furious. "I'm fine. Just.. just leave me alone." I ran up to my room and threw myself on my bed, tears cascading down my face. What was happening to me? I wanted to be with Harry, and it wasn't right, because I loved Alex. Not to mention, I was counting the days til my death, and all because of some stupid mirror that was sent to me by my dead grandfather.

"I hate the wizarding world!" I threw a pillow acroos the room, and it smacked into the wall. Part of the wall moved back. I sat up. What was this? I walked over to the wall, pushing it back all the way, looking into a dark tunnel.

"Curiosity never killed anyone," I said. I lit my wand and headed down the tunnel. Besides, if anyone came looking for me, the wall would be open, and they'd just follow the tunnel, same as me. The tunnel wound this way and that, deeper and deeper, until I was pretty sure it would never end. Suddenly, it came to a stop inside a brightly lit room. Something about it seemed familiar, but I couldn't figure out what.

"Perhaps it's that room you dreamed about once," came a cold voice. I spun around. A tall man with long blonde hair stood there, leaning against a cane, a curl to his lip. It was my grandfather, I knew it. He had Dad's eyes, only his were cold and lifeless.

"Chalice Rose, I've been dying to meet you," his lip curled even more.

"Get away from me," I trembled, trying not to show fear. He saw right through me.

"Foolish child, you won't die. At least not yet," he laughed. "I cannot believe that son of mine didn't see this coming. Then again, he ended up being nothing more than a nuisance. As was his sister."

"My Dad is an important member of-"

"Yes I know what your father is," he yelled. "I'm not daft girl. Come, you, me and your parents need to have a little chat." With a snap of his fingers the room went dark, a whoosing sensation filled my whole body.

"Not quite Dad," the lights came back on and I found myself on the floor.

"Daddy," I smiled.

"Draco," my grandfather smirked. "We meet again."

"Not out of choice," Dad glared. "Leave Chalice alone."

"Fool, you know as well as I do what she's needed for."

"You won't lay a hand on her!" Mum came up behind dad, along with Proffessor Potter. I looked at the ground, wondering if he knew...

"We know Malfoy, and you're a fool for thinking we wouldn't stop you," Potter breathed, his green eyes flaming with fury. My grandfather laughed, then seized me by my shoulder, pointing his wand directly at my throat.

"You can't kill her father," Dad stood there, unmoving.

"But of course I can, the girl is of no use to me," grandfather hissed.

"Maybe you do not, but I do," came a slithering voice. Mom trembled and Dad's hand shaked. Potter was the only one who wasn't afraid.

"Come out Voldemort!" he yelled. I flinched. He may not have been around in my time, but the name was forever feared.

"Harry, how nice to see you again," You Know Who stepped out of the shadows. He had no face, just a brooding figure covered in a dark cloak.

"Very clever setting a trap to give you a second chance in the past," Potter glared.

"If that fool of a girl hadn't gotten in the way, things would be going perfectly. This should be a son, not a daughter. YOUR son Potter." Great, now I was supposed to be a guy and Harry Potter's son. This just plain sucked.

"Excuse me," I gasped. "Can I at least breathe?" You Know Who struck his cold, and slimy hand across my face.

"You silly girl," he spat. "You know nothing." I smiled.

"I know enough," I glared at his faceless figure.

"Chalice!" Mum tried to quiet me, but hey, it was my life at stake. and besides, I had a plan. Or at least Jana, Draco and Harry did.

"I can't read her mind, darned time rules," You Know Who seized me by my shoulders and threw me on the floor.

"What do you say we do this right this time?" he turned to the group of adults. I silently and slowly crept backwards, into a hallway. I stood up and ran, finding Jana at the end.

"You're alive!" she hugged me.

"We've gotta figure out a way to save all of them down there," I told her. "It's only a matter of time before they realize I'm gone."

"But why? If we can get you back to the future-" I cut her off.

"It doesn't work like that Jana. We have to destroy him, once and for all...again." She nodded and grabbed my hand. We left the tunnel behind and met up with Harry and Draco.

"Someone want to explain?" Draco asked.

"No time," I replied. "Just get your wands ready and..."

"Chalice, are you mental? We can't take them! They're the two most evil wizards of all time!" Jana looked at me like I was insane.

"Add three adult wizards and us," I answered.

"Draco and Harry are going to be in total shock," Jana's voice was barely audible.

"Then we explain." She threw up her arms.

"I give up! You know who you are exactly like? Not our Chalice, but HIM!" She thrust her thumb towards Draco. I smiled.

"I'm told that a lot," I laughed. Jana rolled her eyes, and we told the guys what was going on. We then headed up to my room to take the same tunnel and hopefully surprise everyone. Harry walked silently in front of me, then turned around, pressing his lips firmly against mine.

"I don't really understand all this," he told me, his green eyes shining. "But if I never see you again..." I looked at the ground.

"I know you aren't my Chalice," I looked back up. "But..I just can't help but feel her in you." I couldn't reply. We quickly caught up with Jana and Draco, who were poking their heads around the corner to see what was going on.

"Ok, they're all just talking, but all of them have their wands up," Jana whispered. "So what do we do?"

"I haven't thought this far ahead," I replied.

"Can't we just...ambush them?" Draco spoke up.

"Yeah, but then the adults would turn on us before realizing it was us," Harry answered.

"Whatever," Draco pouted. He hated being proven wrong by Harry, I had learned that. A smile tugged at my lips as I realized how much I had enjoyed being with all of them. It felt like home. More than back in my real time.

"I know," I whispered. I unsnapped the necklace that I always wore, tossing it so that it hit my Dad in the leg and landed on the ground in front of him. He made the smallest of movement looking down, but he understood immediately. He slowly walked backwards until he was in the shadows beside us. Potter and You Know Who were still exchanging vile words.

"Chalice, when did you leave?" he asked. Draco stood there blinking.

"Bloody He.ll," he gaped. Dad ignored him.

"What are all of you doing down here, you're going to get yourselves killed," he was stern.

"Daddy, we're here to help," I replied. He shook his head in testimony.

"Daddy, when you fought You Know Who it was just a bunch of underaged wizards, now it's four underaged wizards and three adult wizards!" I pouted.

"Darn it...you aren't allowed to use the pout against me!" Dad gave in.

"Allright, but be careful. If any of you die, it could change the future drastically." He led us into the opend. You Know Who stopped when he saw all of us.

"Is this your army Potter?" he mocked, laughing. "Well well, I suppose killing you in the future is allright as long as I kill you now." Mum and Potter looked behind them to see us standing there. Neither of them protested.

"Allright then," grandfather's lip curled. "I suppose the battle shall start." Curses started flying everywhere. We ducked and dodged, aiming the best we could. You Know Who seemed to be everywhere, fighting everyone.

"Wait a minute," I gasped. He was in four places at once. That wasn't possible, even for a wizard of his power. Dumbledore couldn't do that, and he was the most powerful wizard of all.

"It's the illusion spell," I realized. Which meant one of them was real...the one that was different than the rest of them.. the one with the blood red eyes shining. His wand was pointed at Harry.

"Harry!" I screamed. "DUCK!" Harry crouched down just as the spell missed him..

"You foolish child," the real You Know Who clasped his cold hands around my neck. I couldn't breathe.

"Let her go Voldemort," it was Harry. My Harry...no he was Aunt Chalice's Harry...

"Well Potter," You Know Who spat. "You do realize this isn't the Chalice you know and...love." He said the last word as though it were the most fearsome word in the world.

"I don't care," Harry stood tall. "I love her just the same." I would have smiled if it weren't for the fact that I was being choked to death.

"Let's call a duel. Only you and me. One of us will end up dying, but you know, that was in the prophecy."

"You don't know what was in the prophecy," Harry spat. You Know Who dropped me, and my grandfather came over pointing his wand at my bruised throat.

"Don't try anything tricky, Potter," he smirked. "She's completely helpsless." Potter came forward.

"I'll duel you Voldemort," he glared.

"But I can-" Harry started.

"I'm more experienced," my Proffessor shooed him away.

"I want to fight the younger boy," You Know Who's voice rang out.

"It doesn't work like that," Potter responded.

"Oh, doesn't it?" Malfoy whispered a cantation and my whole body felt like it was being electrified. It was so painful, I thought I was going to die. Harry rushed over.

"Stop!" He growled, pointing his wand at my Grandfather.

"You think that wise boy?" Malfoy smirked. Jana and Draco came over too. All of them pointing their wands at him.

"Draco, you wouldn't kill your own father?"

"Try me," Draco and Dad said at the same time.

"Stop doing that!" Draco was freaking out.

"Sorry, but I am kind of you," Dad tried to hide a smile.

"Allright, this duel is between me and Potter!" You Know Who yelled. "And it begins now."

Harry faced You Know Who. I held my breath, watching him. My feelings for him just kept growing stronger. The adults were still clutching their wands, ready to attack at any given moment.

"If any of you try and help the boy," You Know Who cackled. "The girl will die." I didn't like being referred to as 'the girl' but I certainly wasn't about to complain. I held my breath as they circled each other, like sharks, ready to bite.

"Expelliramus!" Harry shouted before You Know Who could cast a spell. His wand went flying and he turned back, smirking at Harry.

"You think I need my wand to be powerful?" he laughed. He was bluffing, I knew it. sure, he could probably do some powerful things without a wand, but he couldn't kill...at least I hoped not. Harry didn't show a single spark of fear.

"You've made too many people suffer," Harry breathed. "I'm not going to let you hurt anyone ever again."

"A little late for that don't you think, considering your dear chalice is dead and your other dear chalice is dying as we speak." Harry stopped, not sure whether to believe him or not.

"That curse that Lucius performed is a new invention of mine," You Know Who smiled, contorting his twisted face into a snake like glare. "It kills slowly. Feeling a tad weaker as the minutes go by, no doubt my dear." He turned that horrible face to me. He was right... my head was hurting and the room seemed to be getting blurrier. My knees went week and I once again collapsed on the floor. Harry was beside me.

"What did you do to her?" he demanded. "Take it away! This is between you and me!"

"That's where you're wrong Potter," the Dark Lord chuckled. "It's always been about me and my power. The power I could have held if that Malfoy had cooperated. Draco was supposed to be dead, for his nephew, the real Chalice's son, was the one who held the key to my immortality. You were only to think I had been destroyed. But Miss Malfoy had to go and be heroic, saving her brother's life. Well, now the time has come to make all of you pay for ruining my perfect plan. Miss Chalice, it's your time to die. As you grow weaker, I become stronger. Your life, will be fully mine, and you will be nothing but a dead corpse." My head drooped, I was too weak to look up.

"Please don't do this," I hear mum beg.

"SILENCE!" there was a sharp scream and a thud.

"Don't you lay a hand on my daughter or my wife!" Dad's voice was raised. I'd never heard him raise his voice in my life. It was scary.

"You wouldn't even have a wife or daughter if that idiot sister of yours hadn't gotten in the way," Malfoy snapped.

"How dare you," Dad turned on his Father. "You always had hate, she fought that hate, she fought you. I'm not going to let everything she did for me go to waste." There was a strain in his voice as though he were trying to hold back tears. Everything was just shadows to me. I couldn't tell who was who.

"Chalice," Harry's voice broke through the fuzziness of my mind. "You can't give up. Fight this Chalice, I'm not going to lose you."

"You lost her a long time ago," this time it was Potter. "It was painful enough then. Watching myself lose her again won't do any good." I couldn't tell what he was doing, but I could sense that it was important. That the battle was about to end.

"Avada Finito Kedavra!" his voice roared through the room like tunnel. There was a flash of light, a blinding flash. Everything went silent, and the light surrounded everything. It hit me...this was what it was like to be dead. I was gone from the people I loved forever. I couldn't feel, see, or hear anything. I wanted to cry, but I was stuck in an unkown land. The land after life and before death.

So this is what it was like to be dead. But suddenly, the flash of ligth ended, and everything was clear again. Ok...was I dead or not?

"Chalice," Harry's voice pulled me back.

"Am I dead?" I whispered. He laughed and kissed me.

"No," he answered.

"That's nice," I said, then fainted. I woke up on the couch in Jana's living room.

"It's time to go back sweetheart," Mum said. I sat up.

"I can't go back," I told her.

"What?" she was in shock.

"Mum, this is where I belong! All of this, it's my life."

"You..you belong in the future with us," there were tears in her eyes. I hated seeing Mum cry. It was a pitiful sight that would break anyone's heart.

"In the future, but this is the present for me," I tried to make her understand. "Mum, I'm not supposed to go back. I'm supposed to live out the rest of Aunt Chalice's life." Dad stood there, silent with his arm around Mum's shoulders.

"I will be in the future, and so will Aunt Chalice, you get us both," I hugged her.

"Are you sure?" her words came out weakly.

"Positive," I smiled. "Don't cry Mum. You know I can't stand to see you cry." She stood up straight and hugged me.

"I always knew you were destined for great things."

"I love you both," I hugged my parents one last time. Dad just smiled at me, then opened up a time portal, and he and Mum stepped through it, disappearing back to the future. There was a misty blue flash and all my new friends were on the floor.

"Chalice!" Jana jumped up and hugged me. "Harry did it!" Harry stood up from the floor, a large gash in his arm. So..I was beginning where Aunt Chalice had left off. They didn't know anything that had happened in the past month. I certainly wasn't about to tell them. Harry took my hand and looked me in the eyes.

"Are you allright?" he asked, his green eyes filled with concern. All my guilty feelings had vanished.

"Never better," I kissed him.

"Last one into the pool is a rotten shnorklefac!" Draco called, grabbing Jana's hand and running outside. I grinned at Harry and set off running.

Never in my life had I belonged anywhere, even in the future with Angela and them. But now, life was complete. These were my true best friends. I had been sent back in time for a reason, a reason other than the one my grandfather had had. I jumped in the pool, splashing Draco and Jana. We had a water fight, and I stopped, staring at a figure beside the back door. It was whispy like clouds and looked exactly like me. It smiled, then disappeared. I felt tears come to my eyes. Aunt Chalice had sent me back to find myself. And I had.

Epilogue

It had been four years since I had been zapped into the past. Draco and Jana were married, and Harry and I were engaged. He was an Auror, but Dumbledore had asked him to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He gladly accepted.

"When will I see you?" I pouted, hating to see him go.

"Everyday if you wish love," he smiled, stroking my cheek. "Apparently Madam Pomfrey retired and Dumbledore needs a new Healer." I grinned.

"You naughty little boy, signing me up for a job," I teased. "But allright, I'll do it." He laughed.

"Knew you would," he smiled. So we worked at Hogwarts together. I was tidying the Hospital Wing when I received the news. Jana had had her child. A girl, and they named it Chalice Rose. It was rather strange, knowing that she was supposed to be me. But then again, I wasn't really me after all, now was I. I already knew what was in store for Chalice Rose for the next 16 years of her life. I also knew, that her life would be better than mine had. She had me.

"Well, come on, we get the day off to go see our new niece," Harry grinned.

"Don't you feel strange being related to a Malfoy?" I smirked. He shook his jet black hair out of his eyes.

"You can't judge someone by their last name," he smiled. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have you." He kissed me, and I felt warmth grow in my heart. Yes. I deginitely belonged. I may not have known that much about Aunt Chalice's life before I came, but I had let her survive. I was Chalice Malfoy, Draco Malfoy's twin.

THE END.