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In the great hall everyone was sitting at their tables, and the only topic of conversation was what had happened in the sixth year Care of Magical Creatures lesson, Ginny had been taken to the teachers table by Charlie when she had yelled at Ron because he called Bill a traitor. When Charlie had intervened Ron had flipped, the flow of students heading to the hall had frozen and watched one of the family loving Weasleys chew out their big brother and baby sister. After a few minutes of insults Charlie's face had frozen into a look of annoyed disgust and he took Ginny's arm, a path cleared for them to the hall, they had walked to the teachers table, and ignoring several professors startled noises he seated his sister. Strangely enough Snape was the only professor not to comment on Ginny's appearance.

The two red heads were silent, if they talked it was only to each other, down at the Gryffindor Ron was sitting beside Hermione who sent plaintive glances to Ginny, wishing she were there. After the twins had disappeared with their court she had hurried to the library, desperate to see if her suspicions were correct. She was on the verge of going back to the common room or the library to get away from Ron's derogatory remarks about the twins, when silence spread from the teacher's dais and through the rest of the hall, heads turned like a wave to see the tendrils of smoke blurring in front of the door.

Emerald, malachite, sapphire, lapis lazuli, aquamarine, citrine, amethyst, silver and pearl. Ribbons of coloured smoke curled around, forming into a snake with a head ready to strike as the colours deepened from pale pastels to rich and vibrant shades. They smoke formed into an arch, and the twins and their court stepped through.

With a simple glance you could see the power rolling away from them, you could ignore the overwhelming feel of power, just look. Drey and Draco were wearing the same outfits they had been when they emerged from the forest. The colours blended perfectly with their ivory skin and the diamonds on their brows completed the picture of opulence. On either side, but slightly behind them stood Blaise and Pansy, then on Draco's side, Harry stood in a slight backwards diagonal to Blaise, by Drey Bill stood in the same position by Pansy. Behind those two were Seamus and Neville respectively, and then Vince and Greg, looking threatening, even Neville managed to pull off a detached, aloof, look, that while seeming very out of place also suited him impeccably well.

The court stayed where they were, scanning their eyes of the students, their gazes forbidding talk or movement. The twins moved forward in perfect unison, slinking towards the professors' table. When they were a few feet away from the raised dais they stopped. Silence reigned and the Gryffindors in the court worried about whether or not the two Weasleys were going to be accepted in practise, not just theory.

The silence continued for several minutes before Charlie and Ginny stood and moved to stand by Pansy and Neville.

"We're leaving the dungeons."

The words snapped through the room like a whip, before Dumbledore could object Draco continued.

"We're well within our rights. You may not have accepted it, but you know who we are and what we are called. We and our court are allowed to be in that suite, and we will be."

"Charlie and Ginny Weasley are going to be joining us as well. It has come to our attention that they have been defending us against their housemates. And while we need no protection, it was a sweet thought, besides, their friends are part of our family, and no one hurts one of our own."

"What suite are you talking about Mr Malfoy?"

It was an obvious attempt to stall for time, obvious to anyone who was looking anyway. The Gryffindors that were standing with the Slytherins, three Weasleys, Neville, Harry and Seamus were astonished by the different way Dumbledore appeared to them. He no longer appeared wise, but instead scheming.

While Draco coldly continued the argument with the headmaster Drey was distracted by a mind whispering something about her and her twin that no one here should know. Scanning the minds of everyone in the hall she found the culprit to be Hermione Granger. It shouldn't surprise her really, Granger was smart, very smart, in an ideal world she should have been one of them, they could have used a mind like that. Not that their court wasn't smart enough as it was, but any advantage was welcome. Her mind ran through various ideas on how to approach this before deciding on the one that would infuriate her brother the most. Drawing her mind back to her corporeal surroundings she saw her brother locked in a staring match with Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sprout, Flitwick and a few of the other teachers, Snape had moved down and was standing beside Draco. Deciding to catch up on what had obviously been a most interesting spat she stepped in, in a hurry to talk to Hermione.

"Professor, why are you bothering. We and our court are going to move into the Prince's suite because we have every right to. If you ask any Slytherin, present, graduated or not in school yet, who the Slytherin rulers are they will say Draco and Dracaena Malfoy, because we are royalty. And you were the one who came up with the rule that said only royalty could stay in those rooms. Hoisted by your own petard.

Draco if you would take everyone down to their new home, I have some business to attend to."

With that she and her twin turned on their heels and walked back down the aisle between tables. Her brother wasn't sure what was going on but there was no way that he would show dissention between the two, this was too moment was too critical to their plans.

He showed no surprise when she split off, took hold of Granger's arm and they disappeared in a haze of coloured smoke before any Gryffindor could voice an objection.

Ignoring the looks being sent his way, looks formed of emotions from lust to hate.

He walked through the path his court created for him and knowing they would follow him he walked out of the hall and headed down to the dungeons. On his way he scanned the minds of his court, Blaise and Pansy were still angry at the idea of the twins using the potion and the fact that they had been conned into helping to modify the spell. Bill was wondering where Drey had disappeared to, Seamus was fixated on Blaise, Neville was worried about Drey and thinking some very curious things about the youngest Weasley, Greg and Vince were thinking about each other, again, and Charlie was absorbed with thoughts of Pansy. And Harry, Harry was thinking about him, some very interesting thoughts about him, he could get used to that. He was just dissolving into a very nice daydream when he snapped out of it. Drey was insisting n setting him up with Harry, she had been talking about it again in the temple. There was no way he was going to let it be this easy for her, or if it was he was going to make sure no one knew about it for a while yet.

One part of his mind had stayed detached from his mental wonderings and he had guided everyone through a maze of shadowy corridors, which would have seemed to be the embodiment of everything Slytherin to members of the other houses.

Five minutes after they had left the hall they arrived in front of a wall that was about 11 foot wide and 16 foot high, and was completely covered in a beautifully woven tapestry.

Along the base a snake was stitched in metallic green threads, his eyes were stitched in black, and there were tiny silver threads running along his body. Above him was a blue night sky filled with silver stars and a silver/cream crescent moon, and just outlined in black behind the stars was a forest. Two black and silver dragons were painstakingly stitched onto each side, their tails crossed their bodies to meet at a point just beneath the largest star. Pale golden flames rippled from their jaws across the top of the tapestry forming a border of fire. It took everyone's breath away, except Draco who had seen it many times before in his dreams.

Slowly, reverently, the multi-coloured blond stepped forwards and gently placed a hand at the point where the dragon tails met. As if recognizing the touch threads unravelled, and a doorway formed. Excited yet still silent they all stepped through, into their new home.

The room they walked into was large; a fireplace was in the centre of one wall, surrounded by bookshelves. Portraits and tapestries filled the walls; the furniture was made of mahogany, and black, silver and green velvet. It was very simple and yet riches, taste and royalty screamed elegantly from every item in the room, from the white fur carpet to the onyx statues. The room's most unusual feature was the glass ceiling, which showed the depths of the lake.

The corridors leading to this room led from the school out to the grounds and under the lake. Above them they could see deep blue waters, fish floating by, there was a mermaid swimming in their peripheral vision, yet when they looked again she was gone. It was a more magical site than any spell they had ever seen.

Dragging their gazes away from the site above them they scanned the balcony that ran round the room, at intervals along the balcony were mahogany doors with names inscribed in flowing script. Bill and Drey were sharing a room; all of the other rooms were interconnecting, which would be unknown to their occupants until the relationships were solidified. Blaise and Seamus already had an interconnecting door and the room would meld into one when they chose.

Chattering to each other they all went to see their rooms, the silent spell was broken, but when Ginny and Charlie moved to come talk to him he shook his head before moving to the door labelled Draco, they would do no more until Drey came back from wherever she had disappeared to.

Sarah Frost (and AyanamiAino as you agree with her)

I'm sorry about the paragraph breaks, I did put them in there but they didn't show up, along with some italics on my other stories, but it should be fixed now.

Draco is Latin for dragon, and dracaena is Latin for female dragon. As they're twins I thought it would be a good name for her.

I just thought the hair would be different, and it'll be explained in more detail later.

She has been in exile for a reason, which will be explained in the next chapter.

I'm sorry if you don't like the beginning bit in Egypt, I just wanted to put a contrast between how pure she appears to be and what everyone things when they find out she's a Malfoy.

As for him wanting to be his father, and him being a spoiled brat, things are not always what they seem.

Drey was using glamour when she met Bill, and people knew the twins not the court and their colours.

In this story Harry just wanted to let go of everything, and if that meant talking to a friend's girlfriend and her family, then so be it.

I'm sorry if the story doesn't meet up to your exacting standards but I don't do reality so well, even if it's a book reality, I prefer to make up my own.

Basically, if you don't like it don't read it.

Un morceau de craie

It looks as though I'm going to be failing my French exam.

blondebouncingferret

Haven't you ever read the Narnia Chronicles, brother and sister can be King and Queen.

Starr Light1

Harry and Draco are going to get together in the next few chapters

DragonSpitfire22 – Morena Evensong – Beserker Nightwitch

Thanks