Nagini's PoV

I walked upstairs from my bedroom in the basement. Ugh. I'm starving, and I'm practically starved. My "parents" feed me less than my stupid siblings, all because I have a blood curse. It is a blood CURSE! It. Is. A. CURSE! WHAT DO THEY NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT THAT! I can't even go out and hunt, because I'm locked in the basement every night. I can hear my oh so wonderful mother yelling at my "perfect" siblings. I can see them walking in, with a boy. Oh, joy, they brought Harry Potter, aka, The Boy That Thinks He's Too Perfect, Good, And Awesome To Die, or just Mr. I'm Soooooooooooo Perfect, Everyone Bow Down To Me. Sigh. Another long day in my worthless life. I sit down at the table, serving myself to a piece of toast. They are talking, and I here some parts of their conversation.

"They were starving him, Mum!" and she starts forcing him to eat some bread. Oh, that's not morally incorrect at all, it's perfectly normal to WELCOME AND FEED A STRANGER WHILE YOU STARVE YOUR OWN DAUGHTER! They are lucky I can control the snake within me, or they would ALL be dead. That's right, I'm a maledictus, a snake maledictus to be precise. What kind of snake? A black mamba. So yeah, they wouldn't be doing too well if I didn't keep my snake in check. If you didn't know, Nagini is a snake woman in Indonesian mythology, so it's fitting. Anyway, mother dearest is calling me. When I got to the living room, she was explaining to Potter how Floo Powder works. "D-Diagon Alley," he said. He's going to end up in Knockturn Alley, I just know it. Ten minutes later, and we found him. Well, Hagrid found him, and what do you know? I was correct. He was in Knockturn Alley. We all split up to get our school supplies. Well, the only new things I'm getting is DADA books and a wand. There's a new DADA teacher, and Bill and Charlie's old wands didn't work for me. When I tried them, I almost burned down the house, earning me a week without food. All the other books and robes are hand-me-downs from my older siblings because mother and father don't want to spend too much money on me. Mother dearest told me to meet everyone in Flourish and Blotts and one o'clock. When I entered the bookshop, I knew exactly why she wanted to be here at this exact time. Ugh. The only person in this world that's worse than Harry Potter is the fraud, Gilderoy Lockhart. And of course, mother, along with EVERY OTHER WOMAN IN THIS WORLD, is smitten with him. Rolling my eyes, I go to the second floor and see a platinum blond-haired boy glaring at my idiotic brother, stupid Potter, and their Mudblood friend Granger. Ronald talked about her and Harry ALL SUMMER.

"Hi," I said. He looked startled. "Who are you, and what's your blood status," he stated. "My name is Nagini, I'm pureblood, but born to the BIGGEST BLOOD-TRAITOR FAMILY IN THE HISTORY OF BLOOD-TRAITORS, I'm a maledictus and a metamorphmagus, my family treats me like dirt, and since you oh so obviously hate Potter, allow me to tell you that for me, instead of The Boy Who Lived, he's The Boy That Thinks He's Too Perfect, Good, And Awesome To Die." He now looked curious. "Who are your parents?" he asked. "I do believe you have had the displeasure of meeting one of my many idiotic brothers." Now he was sympathetic. "I do feel so very sorry for you," he said. "What's your name?" I ask. "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Ah, so he was the boy my brother hated. "I apologize for Ronald laughing at your name. It's the dragon constellation, right? I've heard that all Blacks name their children after constellations, like your aunt." He nodded. "And your name is a snake lady in Indonesian mythology, right? Why did your parents name you that? Wait, it's because you're a snake maledictus, right?" "Yes, that's why I was named that." "Can I see your maledictus form?" "Sure." And with that, I turned into a black mamba. "Cool, are you a black mamba?" I transformed back and nodded. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but why don't you have red hair and freckles, and why are your robes and books in even worse condition than your siblings'?" "I look different because of the blood curse. My parents made me use my older siblings' robes and books, in fact, the only new things I'm getting this year are those Lockhart books and a new wand, because I almost burned down the house when I tried my siblings' old wands, earning me a week of starvation." I covered my mouth with my hands. I shouldn't have said that. His face now looks worried, and he hugs me. I stiffen for a moment, then hug back. He squeezes me, and in doing so, is able to feel how thin I am. Then, of course, my brother just has to come and ruin everything.

"Malfoy, why are you hugging my sister? Get your slimy hands off her!" Oh, Ronald, how I wish to rip you limb for limb right now. I turn around to face my brother. "Ronald, just because our parents are nice and kind to you, doesn't mean they are to me. Just because you're well-fed, doesn't mean I am. Draco was simply comforting me, while at the same time finding I am just skin and bones. You don't even know just how painful my transformations can be, and those take a lot out of me, making me even weaker. You always asked me how I get sick so easily? It's because my body doesn't have enough energy to fight off a simple cold or flu." He looked infuriated. "Oh, so now you're just best friends with a Malfoy? Do you even realize what his father has done?" "THAT'S HIS FATHER, RONALD! NOT HIM! IF YOU ALWAYS JUDGE PEOPLE BY WHO THEIR PARENTS ARE, THEN TRY JUDGING YOURSELF! IF YOU DID, YOU WOULD FIND OUT WHY YOU'RE SUCH A TERRIBLE PERSON!" Draco is now restraining me, trying to keep me from murdering my brother, which he knows I'm capable of. Then, in true Weasley manner, my father comes over and starts a fight with Mr. Malfoy, in which time I had transformed into a snake and draped myself over Draco's shoulders. Draco, understanding what I was doing, quickly left the store with his father, and Flooed to Malfoy Manner, me still a snake. When we arrived, I transformed back into myself, and Mr. Malfoy came. He sent a questioning glance to Draco, and he explained everything. Then Mr. Malfoy called Mrs. Malfoy, and she brought me to a bedroom and had me show her how skinny I was. When she saw that she could count each and every one of my ribs, she gasped and used a weight charm on me. When she saw that I was only 50 pounds, she almost fainted. She then proceeded to give me robes that fit. She made plans to take me to Ollivanders tomorrow and get me a new wand and brand new books. Then she took me to the dining room and ordered the house-elves to make a meal for six. I realized this meant I would be force-fed two extra servings, and the servings here are way bigger than the servings I get at the Burrow. She and Mr. Malfoy talked, and she told me that the Malfoy family loved snakes, and I didn't have to worry about coming into the living room as a snake and everyone freaking out. That night, I slept in a real bedroom with a comfortable bed for the first time in my entire life. When I told Mrs. Malfoy this, who was tucking me in, I saw tears in her eyes, and she promised me that even if they couldn't adopt me, they would find some way to give the Malfoy name to me. I asked if I could come over for holidays, and she said yes! I was so excited! After she left, I remembered that since I had transformed today, the transformation tonight would not be painful. Mrs. Malfoy suddenly returned and sat in a chair by my bed, waiting for my transformation. When I transformed, Mrs. Malfoy led me into the living room. Mr. Malfoy looked up when he heard us and when he saw me, he whistled. I figured he knew what kind of snake he was, and sure enough, he did.

"Wow, your family is really lucky you have self-control!" he said, chuckling. I laughed because he was right. I spent that night listening to Mrs. Malfoy talk about Hogwarts and watching Mr. Malfoy work. When the sunrise came, I transformed back.

"Thank you." "Whatever for, dear child?" asked Mrs. Malfoy. "For making me feel like I belonged." Mr. Malfoy then hugged me, and Mrs. Malfoy joined in, and Draco came downstairs, took one look at us, and hugged us all, turning it into one giant group hug. Then we all broke off and Mrs. Malfoy said that we needed to go to Diagon Alley. We Flooed there, and she took me to Ollivanders.

"Ah, are you Ms. Malfoy? I don't ever remember hearing about a second child." "No, this is Nagini Weasley, here for her first wand." "Ah, I remember-" I cut him off. "Don't mention my parents, I hate them." "Alright, here try this one, thestral hair, elder wood, 13 inches. A most uncommon one, as 13 is an unlucky number, and thestrals are considered unlucky. As is elder wood." I waved it, and a Patronus came out. It was a black mamba. It slithered through the air and disappeared. Mrs. Malfoy and Mr. Ollivander were staring at me in awe. Mr. Ollivander gave the wand to me for free, as he had been trying to get rid of that wand for 70 years. We thanked him and left the shop, and went to Flourish and Blotts to get my books.

Time Skip

We arrived home, and Mrs. Malfoy told Mr. Malfoy what had happened at Ollivanders. I understood that it was rare, what had happened in that shop, but I just didn't understand how rare. Mr. Malfoy stared at me in shock and asked me to go to my room while he talked to Mrs. Malfoy. I went to my room and saw Draco waiting for me with a giant, and I mean GIANT, plate of breakfast. We talked and ate, and when I told him about the Patronus, he explained that very few grown wizards could produce a corporeal Patronus, and I had managed to produce one my first time holding a wand. We talked for two hours before Mrs. Malfoy came and told Draco that it was time to practice for Quidditch. Mr. Malfoy got both of us Nimbus 2001s to practice on. Mr. Malfoy taught me how to fly, and I asked him if I could try to make the broom better by clipping it here and there. He said yes, and if it was faster than the original Nimbus 2001, he would let me do that with every broom he got because he was getting one for every member of the Quidditch team. I told him he would only need to buy five, because I didn't need one, and got to work. Five hours later, and I was done. Draco flew to a tree in the garden and back with both brooms, and the clipped one was five minutes faster than the original, so Draco handed me his and asked me to clip it for him. I told him to take the clipped one, as I had carved his name into it, and gave the other one to Mr. Malfoy, telling him that I would clip it when we got to Hogwarts because it would make my brothers really mad, and I really wanted to see them annoyed right now.

Time Skip

Mr. Malfoy bought five other Nimbuses, one for each member of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Today was the day we board the Hogwarts Express. I was really excited and woke up really early. I quickly got dressed and ready, and went downstairs for breakfast. I saw Mr. Malfoy working and Mrs. Malfoy answering owls. When I entered the room, they both said good morning without looking up. I said good morning back and started eating my breakfast. About five minutes later, Draco came down. He said good morning and started eating. When everyone was done with their food, we all sat and talked until eleven o'clock. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy took our hands and Apparated to King's Cross. We went through the barrier and saw the train. I saw my parents and my brothers and sister. I immediately moved behind Mrs. Malfoy, and she noticed them. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy hugged us and said goodbye, and we boarded the train. We found a compartment and sat there. In a few minutes, it was full, and the train was moving. We started talking. I learned that the other people were Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, and Blaise Zabini. I told all of them my story, and they all promised to give the Weasleys hell for me. I pointed out that Blaise's name kind of sounded like "zucchini" and we all cracked up laughing. The trolley came around, and Draco ordered the entire trolley for us to split. We all talked and laughed, and in what felt like no time at all, we were at Hogwarts. I heard a gruff voice yelling, "firs' years! firs' years!" so I slowly walked towards the sound. When I saw the giant of a man, I squeaked and hid behind Draco. He saw what I was scared of, and calmed me down. He told me that that man was Hagrid, and we had to go on boats with him to get to Hogwarts. I slowly walked towards Hagrid and followed him to the boats. When we got in, my twin sister, Ginny, sat with me.

"Where have you been?!" she whisper-yelled. "I ran away, did you really expect me to remain there?" "Yes! That's our family" "You're family. I was never treated like family there." "Where did you go then?" "The Malfoys." "What?! They're the enemy!" "Our 'parents' starved me for things out my control. They forced me to use our siblings' robes. They locked me in the basement because I was CURSED. The Malfoys fed me, gave me new clothes, accepted the fact that I am cursed to turn into a snake for the rest of my life in the future, and gave me a room with a real bed. They don't seem like an enemy to me." She was silent after that. When we went into the cave, we got out. I moved away from the group while Hagrid banged on the door. A woman in green robes came and took us to a chamber, where we waited. She then came back and took us towards the end of the Great Hall, near the teachers' table, by an old, frayed hat.

"When I call your name, you will put on the hat." Then the freaky hat burst into song. I deduced that the hat was a Legilimens. I waited patiently while those around me were whispering. I heard my name and slowly walked to the hat. It spoke in my ear. Ha! It is a Legilimens.

"My, what a talented mind. WHAT?! AN IQ LEVEL OF 5,000!" The Ravenclaws straightened up, expecting to have me in their house. The Gryffindors sulked, the Hufflepuffs were shocked, and the Slytherins were cursing under their breath, believing I would end up in Ravenclaw. "But what have we here, yes, very ambitious." Now the Ravenclaws and Slytherins were glaring daggers at each other. "Hmmmmmmmm, better be….. SLYTHERIN!" Now every house was in shock because I'm a Weasley in Slytherin, every house, that is, except Slytherin. Slytherin was going crazy because they now had an impossibly smart person in their house. Then, whispers broke out, and I could hear a lot of them. "I GET IT, I'M A WEASLEY IN SLYTHERIN! GET OVER IT!" The whispers stopped, and everyone, including the teachers, were staring at me in shock. Then, the Slytherins started clapping, and nobody quite calmed down until the sorting was over.

"Now, students," Dumbledore said, and I zoned out. I zoned back in when he said, "And let the feast, BEGIN!" Every student started to eat, but at least everyone at the Slytherin table had manners. When I looked over at the Gryffindor table, I almost barfed. They all eat like pigs! I was sitting by everyone who was in my compartment on the train. We all talked as we ate, and soon dinner was gone and dessert had replaced it. Soon, dessert was gone as well, and the prefects led the first years to the dormitories. The Head Boy whispered something into her ear, and she frowned. She pulled me aside and told me that I would be rooming with Pansy and the other second-years. I saw them and ran over. When I told Pansy, she asked me why. I told her I would tell them in the dorms. When all of us girls were finally in the dorm, I learned who they were. There were Daphne Greengrass, Pansy Parkinson, and Astoria Greengrass. I explained to them why I was now their roommate, and they hugged me, comforting me, as we all told each other about our families. The girls all promised to make my siblings' lives living hell, and then we fell asleep. I woke up to a sharp pain. The girls crowded around my bed and hugged me. When I was completely transformed, they all said that I was beautiful and VERY deadly. We all went to bed, thinking about tomorrow.

Tom's PoV

I need to meet this Nagini. She will make a great addition to my army…