Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the Characters.

A/n: I know this one might have been a bit confusing for you guys. I promise all will be explained in this chapter. Also, from now the story will be from James's P.O.V. Who's James? I guess you'll just have to keep reading.

NARRATOR

Twelve years later...

With Harry dead Voldemort was able to almost completely take over the wizarding world. There were few safe places to hide, one of them was Hogwarts. Dumbledore had added another floor to the castle for those families who had no where else to hide. Ginny, Fluer and Bill, and Charlie moved in with their children. As did Pavati Patil and Lavendar Brown. Dumbledore and the remaining Order continued to work tirelessly for a way to stop Voldemort.

Annika and Angel Malfoy and James Weasley were all three second year Gryffindors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although, they went to the same school and shared the same common room, they had never uttered two words to each other. Which was a shame considering how close their mothers and his father once were. Why had things turned out this way? You ask.

Tweleve years ago, Annika's and Angel's mother did something unforgivenable that cost the lives of James's and his mother's family. James spent his life hating the two Malfoy princesses because of their mother's actions, unaware of the reason behind those actions. Which is were our story picks up.

JAMES'S P.O.V.

James sat between his two best friends, Yuri Patil-Brown (Lavendar and Parvati married and adopted her), and Gabby Weasley (Bill and Fluer's daughter), at the Gryffindor table, eating breakfast. He was barely listening to what they were saying as he watched the owls flood in with the morning post. He noticed a big beautiful tawny one land in front of Annika Malfoy.

"Gee, I wonder what daddy and mommy sent the spoiled brats this time." He said watching Annika open and read the letter.

What happened when he finished made him regret his words. Annika burst into tears and ran out of the Great Hall with Angel running after her. Curious at what her parents could've done to make her cry, he got up and followed them out.

He thought he had lost them until he heard sniffling in an empty classroom to his left.

"What did the letter say?" He heard Angel's voice through the door.

"H-h-he found the dollhouse." Annika answered her voice cracking. "And destroyed it."

"What?" Angel disbelieving voice floated out. "Did he do anything to mum?"

"He beat her up pretty good." Annika responded.

James didn't understand what was going on. Why would their father want to hurt their mother? And why did the destruction of a dollhouse cause her to be so upset? Surely, their mother would just buy them a new one.

In his haste to get closer and hear more, James pushed the partially opened door, open a little further and it creaked. He saw Angel whip her head around and he stepped into the room.

"Excuse us, Weasley. But we were having a private conversation." she said snobbishly.

"I know. I'm sorry. I just wanted to know what was wrong." James replied.

"Like you really care." Angel snapped. "You were just looking for another reason to hate us!"

"Well, why shouldn't I?" James replied. "After your mother got my family killed!"

"She lost family that night too, you know?" Angel stood and James prepared himself for a blow.

"And that was her own fault!" he yelled back.

"That's not true!" Annika yelled from the corner.

"No, Anni. We don't have to explain anything to him." Angel told her.

"But he has just as much right to the information as we do, doesn't he?" Annika reasoned. "It affected him, too."

"He never cared to know before."

"Because no one ever gave him a reason to think that she didn't do it willingly. Angel, please, can we talk to him?"

"Fine, but I'm not going to like him."

"Alright. James have a seat."

James sat down on the floor and looked at them. He wanted to hear what they had to say because frankly, he was confused.

"As you know our parents are Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. What you may not know is, our mom did not have us willingly." Annika explained.

"What are you saying?" James asked but he was pretty sure he already had it figured out.

"About three months before we were concieved, Voldemort gave our father a mission to get our mom to distance herself from Harry, Ron, and the rest of her friends." Angel continued reluctantly. "He was told to do it however he thought it would be most effective and he chose rape. That way he could place enough fear inside her so he could do it again whenever he wanted. He knew also that she would never tell Harry or Ron because they would over react and get themselves in trouble."

"Then three months later, we come in the picture which is about the same time your mom announced her pregnancy." Annika took over again. "Our mom was, of course, chosen to keep your family safe. That's when she had to decide between them or us. Our father threatened to hand her to Voldemort, who would've killed us and her."

"She didn't do any of it because she wanted to. He made her do all of it. He even made her marry him. About a month after we were born, he started abusing her for stupid things. Like not making the bed perfectly or not setting the table they way he wanted her to." Angel jumped back in because Annika was getting emotional. "When we were six or seven, he began doing the same to us. Our mom would try to stop him but he would just hit her. Then we would try to stop him from hurting her and he would hurt us. And they cycle just went around like that."

"But I don't understand. Why doesn't she just divorce him and take you two away?" James asked.

"Oh yeah because it's not dangerous for a muggleborn with two half-blood daughters is really gonna be safe without a pureblood protecting her." Angel said sarcastically.

Annika sighed and said,

"The fact is we're safer with him. I know it sounds crazy but as long as she's married to him, Voldemort won't harm us."

James could comprehend that and he cmprhended the reason behind what happened twelve years ago. He knew his mother would've done the same thing if she was in the same position. He suddenly felt a huge wave of pity for the two girls in front of him.

"Please, don't look at us like that?" Annika said and he saw the sadness in her eyes. "We really don't need people to pity us."

"What we need, is impossoble to get because of our last name." Angel said.

"Look, I am sorry." James said. "And I want to try and put all that behind us. I know there's no words that could express..."

"Stop with the speech." Angel said. "It won't be easy but we could both us a friend. Even if you are twelve years late."

"Just, please don't mention this to anyone. I can't take any more rumors." Annika asked.

"Of course, but I wouls like to introduce you to Gabby and Yuri." James replied.

"Maybe, just Yuri for now. I'm not sure if we're ready to meet any more Weasleys, head on yet." Angel said.

"Alright, one step at a time." James said.

"Group hug?" Annika held out her arms and put on a puppy dog look. They other two hugged her.

"By the way, what's with the dollhouse?" James asked.

"Our mom, secretly, hand painted it for us when we were five." Annika answered.

"She gave it to us for Christmas that year and we've been hiding it since." Angel added. "According to her letter, our father found it and destroyed it. She tried to stop him but he beat her."

James shook his head. He needed to find a way to get them out of there and he would, even if he had to die trying.

A/N: I know they sound pretty mature for twelve year olds but Voldemort's in control which means the children have to mature quickly. I hope this covered everything that was confusing in the previous chapters. If you're still confused, review and I'll message you to try and explain it better.