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'Pansy will you hurry up, if you're not down here in five minutes we're going without you.' Exasperated Blaise sank down onto the floor with a boneless grace and leant on the wall. Laughing the other boys copied his actions and fell to the floor while Drey just looked up from her magazine and smiled. A few seconds there was a cry of 'Coming' from the upstairs and then Pansy minced her way down the grand stairs. Upon seeing her the other five tried their hardest not to burst in to hysterical laughter, it appeared that Pansy was taking her restored role in the court seriously. Along with the amethyst steak in her hair she was dressed in a purple fitted shirt with black pinstripes, purple trousers, also with black pinstripes, an amethyst belt and purple shoes. Although all of the others were wearing colours that signified their colours they hadn't taken it quite that far. Crabbe and Goyle were both wearing black jeans and different shirts made up of different greens. Blaise was wearing a sapphire shirt open over a white wife-beater that showed off his muscle and black trousers. It was Drey and Draco that really looked impressive, as was only befitting for royalty. Draco was wearing an incredibly tight pair of black leather trousers and dragon hide boots and a silver mesh wife-beater. Drey had on a micro-mini black leather skirt and a pearl top that cut off several inches above her waist but had very long sleeves that went down to her fingertips, but they were also very wide, falling almost to her knees. They had all dressed this way for a reason; this was the first time Drey was going to be seen outside of Malfoy Manor in six years, and since the whole court was back, they needed to make the right impression. After they had all assimilated each other's appearances and given their approval, they all gathered round into the positions they wanted to be in when arriving at the Leaky Cauldron. All of their clothes and other possessions that they were taking to school with them had been put into the charge of Narcissa and the house elves who would ensure that everything got onboard the train, so that all they had to worry about was them selves and the supplies they brought at Diagon Alley. Draco and Drey were standing next to each other and Blaise was standing next to, but slightly behind, Drey, and Vince was in the same position by Draco, Pansy and Greg were next to, but slightly behind, the other two. Nodding goodbye to Narcissa who had just entered the hall to watch them leave they schooled their faces into the usual Slytherin masks of superior indifference. As soon as they had, the familiar swirls of smoke appeared and coiled around all of them, and with a soft pop, they were gone.

Silence reigned in the small, dingy wizard pub known as the Leaky Cauldron when the first tendrils of coloured smoke appeared. Conversations stopped and drinks were put down on tables and forgotten. Everyone tensed in case this was some attack by the You-Know-Who. That thought was especially prominent at a table hidden over in a far dark corner. Seated at this table were eight red heads, one brown and one black. Arthur, Molly, Charlie, Bill, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. The large family, along with its adopted members were staying at the Leaky Cauldron before they went back to school. It was a very rare occasion for the two oldest Weasleys to be at home for a long period of time, but there was a good reason for this time. Bill and Charlie were going back to Hogwarts. As teachers, if you could believe it. Bill was going to be working with Professor Flitwick, helping to teach the kids about dangerous curses, and Charlie was going to be teaching Care of Magical Creatures seeing as Hagrid was away on Business for Dumbledore.

When they saw the multicoloured smoke appear in midair the first thought was that Voldemort was attacking, except for Bill, that was his second thought, his first thought was that the smoke was the same colour as Dee's hair. The whole table stood was moved over to join the rapidly forming circle around the smoke, Mrs Weasley was trying to convince Ron, Hermione and Harry to get behind them, just in case it was an attack. They of course weren't listening to her and the whole family was allowed through to the front of the group of spectators.

POP, the smoke disappeared and jaws dropped when they saw who was standing there. 'Malfoy' Ron spit out in a tone filled with venom, everyone looked at the blonde boy and realised that it was in fact, and that was when they realised just who the girl standing next to him was. Dracaena Malfoy, as soon as that realisation sunk in everyone even remotely related to Slytherin bowed over a little at the waist, even Severus Snape, who had been brooding over in a corner. The whole group looked around at the people staring at them and the two Malfoys smirked coldly before the girl turned around and spoke to a blond girl dressed in purple. The Golden Trio were trying to work out who the people with Malfoy could be Ron already knew who the girl was, you couldn't grow up in the wizarding world without knowing about those twins. It was Harry who worked out that the boys in green were Crabbe and Goyle, and Hermione nearly had a heart attack when she realised that the boy in blue was Blaise Zabini and the girl in purple who was just retrieving a couple of room key from Tom was Pansy Parkinson. It was Bill who had the biggest shock though. No one else had that gorgeous figure or that bone structure or that hair, but there was no possible way that his Dee, his soft, loving, caring Dee, could be the Malfoy twin.

When Pansy rejoined the group Draco stared at the wizards and witches standing in front of him and after they shuffled out of the way he led his group through. They were walking right past the Weasleys and the Golden Trio so Drey walked right past Bill, seeing his shell-shocked face she paused for a moment and lifted on her toes to put her mouth by his ear, 'It told you there were things about my past that you wouldn't like.' She lowered herself back to her normal height and smirked at him before continuing on her way. Then he was subjected to the alternate smirks or glares of the four others passing by him, swallowing he realised with a dreadful clarity that Dee, (or Dracaena) had told the members of her court, (and judging from the hair and the stories that is what they were) that he had been cheating on her. It looked like Hogwarts was going to be interesting.

Later that evening the court was sitting up in room 6 of the Leaky Cauldron; they were all laughing and generally having a good time on the last night before they went back to school. They were interrupted however when there was a huge crash against the wall they shared with room 4. Immediately they were all standing with wands in hand, they lowered their wands however when they realised that it was just the people in the next room bulling at each other. Innately curious about their surroundings and any possible threats, Draco nodded when Drey looked at him questioningly. Cupping her hands in front of her she closed her eyes and concentrated, and then out of the pearl smoke that had gathered in her hands came a picture, releasing it from her hold if grew and everyone seated themselves to watch the drama.

'Bill Weasley you are not going to keep avoiding me! What on earth did that blond hussy say to you earlier?' Drey shot up straight from where she had been sprawled over the bed when she heard herself described as a hussy. 'Mum, it's nothing, will you just leave it.' Biting her lip Drey looked a bit worried, she'd never heard Bill sound like that, it was as though he was going to burst into tears, but he was so angry at the same time. 'Mum's got a point though mate, I mean you're going to be at Hogwarts and we can't afford any trouble with Death Eater families.' The eavesdroppers all looked at each other pretending to be aghast and then fell about laughing, it really was funny what a last name could bring you. They sobered up when the people of the picture silenced and looked quizzically at the wall connecting their rooms.

Shaking his head, as though getting rid of a bad thought Bill finally lost his cool. 'Look it's none of your bloody business what she did or didn't say to me.' He paused breathing hard from the force of the volume he'd been yelling at. He opened his mouth as though he was going to say more, then closed it and shook his head again before walking out of the room. But just before he left he muttered something under his breath. 'What'd he say Hermione dear?' That was Mrs Weasley, Hermione had been standing closest to Bill that any of the rest of them, 'It sounded like 'She's not a Death Eater' but I'm not sure.'

'Well of course it's not that. She's a Malfoy, one of the Malfoy twins, definitely going to be a Slytherin, and did you see her earlier, strutting around liked she owned the place with that smirk. She's got Death Eater all over her.' Slowly Draco absorbed the pictures smoke into his palm. No one smoke, they could all tell there was something wrong with Drey. 'I'll be back in a while guys, I've just got something to do.' They all nodded as the blond girl got off of the bed and walked over to the door. And they remained that way once she had left, and for several more minutes as they all thought about what they had heard, and how hard it would be to separate themselves and the true meanings of their names from the mess their parents had made of them.

Meanwhile once she had left the room Drey leaned her head back against the wall, deep in thought for a few seconds before stretching out her senses and locating Bill. Once she found him she followed the wake of his aura and found him sitting in a small bay window hidden from the world by worn red velvet curtains. Taking several deep breaths to calm herself she opened the curtains and seated herself opposite his lean frame on the window sill, she put her hand on his ankle and rubbed it gently, calming him the way only she was able to.

'Why didn't you ever tell me you were a Malfoy?' His voice was brimming over with hurt and it brought tears to her eyes knowing that she had caused it because she truly did love him. 'What would you have done if I had? Besides no one could know. Lucius didn't know where I was exactly and that's how we wanted to keep it. All the stories about my father are true. He is a brutal, murdering, pig-headed bastard.' She stopped when she heard Bill snort, 'What?'

'Pig-headed, that's not exactly a word I thought would be associated with one of the coldest evilest wizards of all time, except You-Know-Who of course.' She was giggling now, and Bill was chuckling softly. It was such a ridiculous thing to be talking about at a time like this that they couldn't help it. But Drey stopped as soon as she remembered what she had to explain. 'Look my brother and I, we're different, our magic's different. We can use wand magic, but we can do other stuff as well. We can trace auras, call on ancient spirits and Gods, cast spells without a wand, blow up demons. That's fun, they all go boom.' Getting herself back on track she continued her explanation. 'Everybody knew about us, the Malfoy twins and their court. We claimed them as our court as soon as they understood it, because we're rulers, ancient magic users. That's what these colours signify. Emerald for the protectors, and sapphire is the advisor for silver, amethyst the advisor for pearl. Father knew that if we went to Hogwarts our power and our court would grow. And we would be more powerful that Voldemort, lots more. So he split us up, sent Draco to Hogwarts and me halfway across the world. We're telepathic so what he learnt I learnt and vice versa.' Throughout her whole story Drey had been focused on the window, not looking at the man opposite her. She couldn't see him, so when she felt a hand on her arm she jumped. She turned her head and came face to face with a the love of her life. But then she couldn't think anymore because his soft lips had lowered to hers and she was a little busy. Pulling away from him gently she smiled and got a malicious glint in her eye, she jumped to her feet and pulled him after her. 'Come on, I want you to meet my family.' Laughing she dragged Bill off looking as though he was going to be fed to the lions.

'Oh Draco, I brought some one to see you.' The saccharine sweet voice that was just brimming over with fake innocence was attached to the blond head that poked around the door to smile at her friends within. The door opened fully and she walked in, dragging a tall red head who looked very apprehensive at entering a room filled with wizards and witches who were the next generation of known Death Eaters. And the smirks that occupied the face of each and every one of them, including Drey, weren't making him feel any better. His face turned a colour to match his hair when he was pushed onto a chair and she folded herself onto his lap. 'So Pansy, what'd you think?'

'Not bad' she replied, getting up and circling the chair like a shark. When the court saw Bill's face they all tried to remain serious but they just couldn't do it and they all fell about laughing, Bill joining in after a few minutes. Suddenly Vince and Greg stood and lifted Drey clean out of the red heads lap, she was deposited on the floor where she sat with Pansy looking positively indignant and astounded, along with Pansy while her brother, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle, read him the riot act about dating their little sister, and how although it was obvious by the way that she was acting that she had forgiven him. That did not mean, under any circumstances that they would not kick his ass into the next millennium if he ever hurt her again. Once Bill had sworn to each and every person in the room that he would never hurt her and that he would break up with fleur the second he got to a fire, because he didn't want to do it in a letter. Having that settled they got down to the real business of the evening, enjoying themselves, and celebrating the fixing of Drey's relationship.

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