Hopefully I'll be getting back to this weekly (ish) uploading schedule. Writing these have given me something to do now that I'm sat at home all the time.

Thank you for the reviews and please keep them coming, seeing a follow, favourite and your thoughts on what I have written really make my day, so thank you.

Erimenthe: I wish I could answer your wonderings about the prophecy but I'm afraid that is spoilers. I'm glad that you understand that Caelum is not someone to be bubble-wrapped, I'm currently trying to decide how long it's going to take Narcissa to understand that.

JayBat: Newt is quite easily my favourite (human) character in Fantastic Beasts (although Credence holds a very special place in my heart) and I have been waiting since I saw the film back in November for the right time to introduce him into this story. I had decide immediately after seeing the film, and fell in love with all the creatures that Caelum was going to be interested in magizoology. As for the french, I'm hoping to include that a lot more, as I myself have fallen in love with the language just like Caelum.

Navyangel85: Yes the plot does thicken, and I need to fully decide the outcome of that plot soon.

Mizzrazz72: If you haven't guessed it, I don't really like Dumbledore, he's a little too manipulative. However, Dumbledore did place Caelum back with his rightful family, so why would he want to destroy that family. Just something to think about.

I'm just about to start another fic which should be up sometime within the next fortnight so please look out for that.

Key:

Letters

Parseltongue

Telepathic communication

Much love

~PureBloodSnake xx

Pride and PureBlood Prejudice

The first day of a new term arrived too quickly and Narcissa hadn't found anything pertaining to a prophecy that was about her youngest son. What Lucius had suggested when she last saw him was the most likely reason for Dumbledore's insistence that Caelum would be the one to kill the Dark Lord. But now her time for research was a lot less as she had resumed her position as Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. She knew this year would be more challenging than the last as the news of Lucius' imprisonment was sure to cause some rifts between her and the Gryffindors. Narcissa would have to prove her merit as a teacher once again. Despite the hardship that would bring, Narcissa found there was nowhere else she would rather be. Here at Hogwarts she could keep an eye on her boys, watch for the Slytherin tasked with killing Dumbledore and try and figure out what Dumbledore wanted with her youngest, all the while ensuring that her children got the best education. This job was full of opportunities.

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The Great Hall was loud and Caelum found that he longed for the subdued excitement of the Parisian streets and the lyrical sound of the french language. He was grateful when the Great Hall quietened as the first years walked through the large doors. Behind the first year's walked a girl that was a lot taller than the tiny first years, Caelum found that his eyes were immediately drawn to her. She had dark brown hair that fell in ringlets down her back and stopped just above her waistline. Her dark brown eyes darted around the room anxiously, but apart from that tiny detail she seemed very composed. PureBlood then. She walked with a grace that Caelum had only ever seen his exude. In short, he thought she was beautiful. Draco turned to whisper to his brother about the first years who kept glancing their way, recognition and fear in their eyes, when he noticed his brother was not paying any attention to anything but the dark haired girl.

Love at first sight, Romeo? He questioned, sending a playful vibe through their bond. He received embarrassment and annoyance back.

No. Look closely, we don't know her, yet she's clearly a PureBlood raised with British customs. I want to know more. Listening to his brother, Draco let himself focus on the girl and saw the same thing Caelum did. He didn't know her which meant she had grown up outside the British PureBlood circles. However her reluctance to show her vulnerability was a British PureBlood custom.

Maybe she's European? He suggested, his mind reaching all possible conclusions. By the dread that seeped through both of their minds, neither one knowing who it belonged to, they had both reached the most likely other conclusion.

Or maybe she's Voldemort's assassin.

After the first years had all been sorted, and Caelum knew that less than normal had been sorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore stood up.

"I would like to introduce a new transfer student, who is joining us from Beauxbatons to start her sixth year. I hope whichever house she will be sorted into will welcome her: Estella Prewett." The surname was familiar, a British PureBlood name, but neither boy could recall an Estella on that family tree. But then again the Prewett family had spread across Europe since the wizarding war with Grindelwald.

She might be from the French Prewett line or she could be related to the Weasleys. Draco was teasing but he could feel the bout of sadness that swept through their bond at the mention of the Weasleys. Soon enough it was gone and replaced with curiosity as Estella took her place on the stool. The hat slid into place, over her eyes, and for a moment there was silence before:

"SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat's scream shocked a few people, most notably Ron, Ginny and Hermione.

I think she might be related to the Weasleys. Caelum ventured, nudging Draco in the ribs and gesturing to the three Gryffindors. Draco struggled to hold in a laugh at the fish like expression on Ron's face.

Enjoying yourself? Caelum laughed at Draco's pleased expression.You do realise that he's going to hate Slytherins even more now, right? Draco was not pleased to hear a note of sadness in his brother's tone when he mentioned Ron's hatred of all things Slytherin. During their private conversation, Estella had sat herself across the table from the two Malfoy's, next to Blaise and Pansy.

"Pansy Parkinson. That's Blaise Zabini, the two opposite are Draco and Caelum Malfoy." Pansy introduced each of them in turn, pointing at the twins respectively.

"Estella Prewett. It's nice to meet you." Draco and Caelum caught each other's eyes, her english was perfect but there was no mistaking the french accent.

"I'm very sorry Estella, but would you mind clearing up some things for me? I don't recall an Estella Prewett, but then I'm not too familiar with the European branches of your family." Caelum couldn't help but recoil at the frigidity of Draco's PureBlood voice. After spending so much time with his twin outside of Hogwarts' walls, Caelum had forgotten that this mask existed, and regrettably that he too had to apply it. Estella just smiled, Caelum noticed that something about her seemed off.

"My father is Janus Prewett, he is cousin to Molly Weasley, but my mother is Éliane DuBois, a french PureBlood. We pride ourselves on being part of the French PureBlood culture more than the British PureBlood circles." Estella too was wearing a mask, but Caelum was certain there was a physical mask as well, it was very subtle, but Caelum knew that her face was not moving quite correctly, which suggested an amateur glamour. He kept the thoughts to himself.

"Do you know much about the house system here at Hogwarts?" Caelum heard himself asking, trying to distract the conversation from blood purity.

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The new term started off well for Caelum, he excelled in all his subjects due to his summer tutoring, but he was a little bored. Care Of Magical Creatures was easily his favourite subject, but the course was dull. After third year and the disaster that was Umbridge last year, Hagrid was scared to show the students any creature that could possibly harm them. There most recent lesson was on Augureys or Irish Phoenixes. Caelum knew quite a bit about this creature before the lesson had even started, he left the class having learnt nothing. Bored and a little disappointed, Caelum penned a letter to Newt Scamander.

3rd September

Newt

I started my sixth year of Hogwarts two days ago and I'm already feeling a little disappointed. My remedial tutoring throughout the summer has left me already knowing this year's course material. Part of what has kept me engaged throughout these last few years of school, has been the challenge that learning has presented, without that challenge, I find myself drifting very easily, which is not a wise thing to do when your mother is the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. I should probably talk to her about some extension work.

However, my letter is not to moan about the lack of challenge schoolwork is presenting so far this year, but to ask you for some knowledge. I have just come from my first Care of Magical Creatures class of the year and it seems for the next couple of weeks we are studying Augureys. We have been set a foot-long essay on the birds. I know enough about them to have written the essay, and I wrote more than needed (even with my small handwriting). But I am curious about the birds, all we know about them cannot be written in your textbook, right? "Intensely shy" does not cover their temperaments, what are they like when domesticated? Are they still shy once they have gotten to know their magical companion?

On a less academic request for information, I have a pet snake, a black mamba named Maikoa, (who I would not say is domesticated, but as close to as one of these creatures can get), there are certain times where I think that she may be more than a normal snake. Are there any ways to check?

Yours gratefully

Caelum Malfoy

Can I borrow Serpeverde please? Draco paused in the essay he was writing when his brother's voice echoed around his head.

Yes, make sure you give him a few treats though. Draco stretched out his body, he had been sat there for over an hour, struggling with the essay on Augureys. Caelum had finished his essay before Draco had even thought about starting his, and had disappeared back to the common room before Draco had finished his first paragraph. He was tempted to ask for help, but he was too proud. Only in class today had he boasted about the course being too easy, and Caelum would never let him live it down if he had to take back what he had said. But then again, Caelum was less likely to make fun of him than Blaise. If he didn't get it done by Friday, he would ask Caelum as a last resort.

Friday came and Draco realised he was going to have to suck up his pride and ask for help.

Caelum, can you help me with the Augurey essay please? Although they were the only two in the room, Draco couldn't utter those words out loud, his pride was already taking a beating due to his stupid words earlier in the week.

"Course Dray. What part are you stuck on?" Pleased that Caelum hadn't teased him, Draco pointed out the parts he was struggling on. Together they worked on the essay, Caelum helping with the knowledge and Draco wording his brother's knowledge eloquently. As Draco was concluding his last paragraph, Maikoa slithered into the Narcissa's living quarters and towards Caelum.

Have you any news? Caelum hissed, making Draco jump.

The french girl is changing her face. She removed the magic when she is alone. Caelum frowned slightly at Maikoa's words before picking up his snake and allowing her to wrap around his shoulders. Maikoa had grown quite a bit over the summer and could no longer hide underneath Caelum's shirt.

"What was that about?" Draco asked, feeling slightly left out.

"I asked Maikoa to watch Estella, there's something not right about her." His dismissive statement surprised Draco, he had forgotten how suspicious his brother had once been, now that he wasn't on the receiving end.

"Maikoa find anything out?" Draco was curious, he hadn't seen anything off about Estella, she seemed to be a normal french witch, raised with PureBlood customs.

"Yes, actually. At the start of term feast, I noticed that Estella's facial features weren't quite right." Draco blinked in surprise, shocked at the cruelty of that statement. "Oh god" Caelum began horrified "not like that. Her facial features were moving a little out of sync. It was barely noticeable, but her eyes showed her nervousness. Maikoa has just told me that she is wearing some type of glamour over her face. She only removes it when she is alone. I want to know what she's hiding." Draco was stunned, he could tell his brother had left suspicion behind and was now worrying about the girl he hardly knew. "Anyway, how's Algieba coping with Hogwarts?" Grateful for the change in topic, Draco began to explain the mischief his kitten had gotten up to whilst the two of them were in lessons.

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It was Sunday evening by the time Caelum got a chance to talk to Estella about her glamour. He was sat in the large armchair by the fire reading the response from Newt. Newt's letter explained all other knowledge he had regarding the Augurey, however it wasn't really that significant and Caelum understood why it had been kept out of the textbooks. His comment on Maikoa were a lot more interesting.

A black mamba is an incredibly dangerous snake, muggles have called it the most dangerous snake, but then they do not have basilisks or runespoors. Snakes are often thought to be a magical creature in themselves, due to their ability to converse with wizards and witches who are able to speak parseltongue. Many snakes are magical creatures, being able to enlarge their jaws to eat their prey. I do not know of black mambas, specifically, but there is a high chance that Maikoa could possess some magical abilities. You, however, will have to inform me when you find out.

Newt's answer did not answer his question, but proved there was a possibility that Maikoa had some sort of magical ability. Caelum put down the letter and looked into the fire, thinking. He liked to sit in the common late at night every so often to think, Draco was normally asleep and the soft humming of their bond was helpful and relaxing. His thinking time was interrupted by the common room door swinging open and someone rushing in. Whoever it was didn't realise Caelum was in the common room and threw themselves onto the sofa and sighed in relief.

French girl Maikoa hissed in his ear. Caelum got up out of his chair quietly and moved towards the sofa.

"Estella, are you alright?" The girl in question jumped a mile high, when he spoke and covered her face with her hands almost immediately. Caelum saw she had a black eye and dark bags under her eyes. "You don't have to cover your face, I know you've been wearing a glamour." His PureBlood mask was firmly in place, but his voice was soft. This was what he was good at, helping people. Slowly, Estella's hands came away from her face and Caelum saw that she was so much thinner, as if she hadn't eaten hardly anything before she came to Hogwarts, she had scratches all over her face and was unhealthily pale. "Are you alright Estella?" He asked again putting more meaning behind the question. Silently she shook her head, her PureBlood mask crumbling.

"How did you know?" She asked, fear evident in her tone.

"I noticed it during the feast, I know quite a bit about glamours and can recognise the more amateur attempts. There was a slight delay in the synchronicity of your glamour with your face. I'm the only one who noticed. Draco is the only other one who knows." He saw Estella calm slightly at the knowledge that only Caelum and Draco knew.

"I didn't have a good time at Beauxbatons, I was PureBlood, but my father acknowledged our blood traitor family, Maman was from the highest class of PureBloods, many believed she married below her station and that because of that I am not worthy of the DuBois family heritage. Father died a few years ago, just as I finished my second year at school. Since then Maman and my aunt have looked after me. My aunt isn't too kind. Maman is grieving too much to notice." Estella was trusting him with information about her home life, but Caelum couldn't repay the favour by explaining his life with the Dursleys, and he felt like he was hurting Estella slightly by not telling the whole truth.

"Our head of house, Professor Snape, he's trained to deal with these things. If you want I could go with you and he could help, if not I'm always around to talk to, especially after everyone has gone to bed. I will respect your decision to keep this quiet, but I ask that if Draco asks I be allowed to tell him, despite what he says, he is exceptional at comforting those who truly need it." In that moment, as Estella nodded her head and agreed to talk to Caelum or Draco, Caelum knew he had gained a new ally, he just hoped she would not turn out to be Voldemort's assassin.