I woke up to shouts from downstairs, and they were getting closer. "Damn it Draco I wasn't ready," I growled as I threw off my covers. Since the house was five stories with the attic and each level was about ten feet tall, it was going to be a minute before my uncle got to my door. I grabbed my wand as I got out of bed and flung open my closet and dresser. I could only do small spells wandlessly and what I had to do was going to be on way to big of a scale. I opened my trunk and cast expansion and feather-light on it. I didn't bother getting changed from my sweats and tank top. I just charmed all my clothes and toiletries into my trunk. Then my favorite books and my school stuff. I heard Lucius and Draco just a floor below me. I quickly shrank my trunk and put it in my bag, which was lying next to it. My uncle was right outside my door when I tossed my speaker and iPod into my bag as well. Then my door shattered open. "Lyra, What's this I hear about you saving Gryffindors from a troll?" Lucius roared as he pointed his wand at me. I saw Draco in the doorway behind him being held back by my aunt. Lucius stalked toward me but I held my ground. "Of course I saved my fellow students. It's how I'm to get in the Professors' good graces," I said as I tightened my hold on my wand. Lucius backhanded me so quickly that I didn't have time to react in my half-awake state. I felt his ring catch my skin and gouging me from my right temple to the inner corner of my left eye. Growling in pain I flung a protection spell at my doorway so my aunt and cousin wouldn't get hurt by what was about to happen next. I stood tall against my uncle as he yelled, "Who the fuck said you had to get in anyone's good graces except for fucking mine huh?" He swung at me again but I was awake now. I ducked and moved away from my bed. "That's a trick question uncle. Because you told me to be the best of the best. Which means getting into the professors' graces. Now you want me just be your good little girl?" I asked circling him.

I stopped in front of the doorway so that I was in between him and the other two. Lucius laughed, "You couldn't be good even if you tried. Or have you forgotten who your parents are?" He pointed his wand at me. My eyes went wide as he said, "Crucio." Pain erupted from my body causing me to fall to the ground. Only it wasn't my body, the pain was coming from my brain. I knew I wasn't actually hurt, but I couldn't stop my body from acting like it was. "You do remember that your mother is Bellatrix Lestrange correct? And that your father could very well be the darkest wizard in the known Wizarding world?" Lucius asked when he canceled the curse. I picked up my wand, got up from the floor and brushed off my knees, casting a rooting spell as I did. "You're correct. My mother is Bellatrix Lestrange. However, my father is Rudolf Lestrange." I stood tall and looked him in the eyes before I continued. "You seem to need to be reminded that I bring the Black's passion for everything that they do and combine it with the Lestrange's cunning. I am a Pureblood Heir and refuse to take this abuse any longer!" With that, I flicked my wand and exploded my bed. The explosion threw Lucius into the wall by the doorway. I dispelled the rooting spell and turned to my uncle. "You're banned from my house and my have ten minutes. Get your shit and get out," he growled as he got up and left.

Draco and Narcissa moved out of his way and looked at me. I grinned and picked up my messenger bag. "Pretty decent for a ten-minute warning, huh, Draco?" I asked walking passed them. I heard Draco chuckle as he followed me down. " I thought you were ready last night since you were dancing with everyone instead of being on guard," he replied. I could hear Narcissa's light steps follow Draco, but she didn't say a word. The three of us walked down and to the door. My uncle, well now ex-uncle, was waiting. he opened the door and pushed me out. Draco caught my arm so I wouldn't fall. "I'll escort her to through the gardens, as you taught me, Father," the boy said placing my hand in his elbow. Lucius almost protested until my aunt elbowed him. As we walked I heard Draco mutter, "Dobby, take Lyra's broom to her when she gets out of sight of the Manor." We didn't speak when we got to the edge of the garden. Instead, Draco bowed deeply, deeper than he would his mother. I smiled and curtsied the best I could in my sweats. Then he walked back to his parents. Lucius had a triumphant smirk on his face. Narcissa's face was blank. Draco walked up the steps back up to his parents. When he turned around he mouthed, "Good luck." Then snow started falling. I nodded and left the Malfoy Manor for what I hoped was a few years longer than I thought. True to Draco's order, Dobby appeared when I couldn't see the grounds anymore. The elf held out my broom with a grim expression. "What is it Dobby?" I asked as I took it from his hands. "Dobby can no longer help Mistress Lyra," he said. I patted the elf on his head. "You will be able to in the future. For now how about a parting gift?" I asked. Dobby nodded, ready for the request. "I just need you to get me to the Leaky Cauldron. Can you do that?" I wasn't trying to be demeaning. I just knew house elves could only do so much for people they aren't in service to. Dobby grabbed my hand and disapparated with me as a side along. When I could breathe again, we were outside the pub in a snowy London. I turned to thank Dobby but he was already gone. I smiled sadly and turned back to the door of the pub. I took a deep breath and went inside.

It was pretty busy for it being the Morning of Christmas Eve, but I made my way to the bar. Finding an empty bar stool on the corner, I sat down and waited. "What's a small thing like you doing here? Where's your parents?" the barkeep asked as he came over. "Azkaban, technically. My official guardian just disowned me. I have no idea where my aunt is. And my godfather isn't awake yet so I can't floo message him and ask if I what to do," I stated without flinching. To his credit, neither did he. "The Lestrange kid then? I just saw Hagrid. Maybe he can get you back to the school at least," he paused and looked at me, "You are in Hogwarts by now right?" I nodded and he smiled. "Alright then. You just sit right here and I'll find Hagrid. I'm Tom by the way." Tom called over one of his waitresses to man the bar and went off into his pub. Minutes later, he and Hagrid were standing in front of me. "Yer the student who needs ta go back?" Hagrid asked gruffly. I looked up at him and finally realized why they were staring at me concerned. I was still in my PJs and could feel blood dripping from multiple places. "Please, sir. I need to talk to the Headmaster and Severus," I pleaded softly looking around. Hagrid agreed after a few nudges from Mr. Tom. He then picked me up and walked outside. For the second time today, I was sucked into the blackness of disapparating. We apparated into Hogsmeade. Hagrid put me down and headed into the door next to us. I could see the Castle from here so I mounted my broom and flew up to it. When I got to the grounds, I ran into a barrier. Groaning, I landed in front of the gate leading to the grounds from Hogsmeade. I dug through my bag and pulled out my hoodie and jacket. Putting both on, I also cast a warming charming. I sat down in the snow and resigned myself to waiting for the groundskeeper to be done with his day. 20 minutes later I heard noise coming from the other side of the gate. I turned and saw McGonagall stomping through the snow toward me. I sprung up in relief. "Professor!" I called out. She stared in surprise before hurrying to the gate. "Ms. Lestrange what are you doing out here?" she demanded. I shifted my weight and looked away as I said, "I'm not really a Slytherin. My House is technically Hogwarts, itself, according to the Sorting Hat." The professor chuckled, "I didn't doubt you were you, Ms. Lestrange. Come. Let's get you inside and to Madame Pomfrey." She opened the gate and lead me inside.

The Head Nurse was not happy to see me, "What happened to you, child? Better yet don't tell me. Take off those clothes and change into the ones on the bed. Quickly now." As it was only the three of us, I didn't bother closing the curtain as I changed. When I was done, Madam Pomfrey did a check over me and healed the cuts that weren't superficial. She commented my use a warming charm to ward off frostbite. She then ordered me to stay wrapped up in the bed for the day. For the first time that day, I cast the time charm and saw it was already noon. Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Severus came to the Hospital wing around three. "Lyra what were you thinking?" Sev demanded as he swooped to the chair next to me, "You could've gotten hurt or worst killed!" I sat up, saying, "I guess Draco finally got a floo message to you." Madam Pomfrey then stormed out of her office. "And this child is already hurt. She's been getting beaten regularly for at least two years. And don't even try to deny it. Narcissa may be a decent healer but she is not a professional," she snapped when I opened my mouth to protest. I instantly closed my mouth and looked down at my hands. "Lyra, tell us what's happened today," Dumbledore said. And I did. I left out anything about my plan, visions, or Draco getting hurt. "Why didn't you tell me?" Sev asked concerned. I shrugged, "You never broke through my walls."

I caught a glimmer of hurt in my godfather's eyes before I turned to Dumbledore. "It's safe to say that I'll be staying here for the rest of the holiday and future holidays. However I don't know where my aunt Andromeda is currently so I don't know where I'll be going during the Summer," I stated calmly. "We'll figure it out. For now, rest and focus on your studies. I'm sure Madam Pomfrey is willing to allow you to leave the hospital wing and go back to the Slytherin Common rooms," McGonagall answered looking pointedly at the other woman. All the adults nodded and I was released from bed rest. I quickly changed into some regular clothes and was escorted down to the dungeons. Severus didn't speak until we got to the hidden door, "You do realize that you could always come live with me, Lyra." I looked up at him and said, "We both know that you would be banned as well if I did. And you need to be able to watch over Draco since I'm not there anymore." we both sighed and parted ways. I slumped in front of my fireplace and watched the flames. I didn't know how long I was sitting there until one of my housemates roused me for dinner. I got up and walked with them though I wasn't hungry. I gave a vague answer when they asked why I was back early. I didn't actually eat that night. I was planning. When we were reasonable allowed to leave the Great Hall, I did. But I didn't go to the Common room. I went to my new little house by the Whomping Willow. I cast Lumos and was greeted by a playful swat from the Willow then she lifted her roots for me. Right before I descended into the tunnel, I heard, "And where do you think you're going?" I turned around to see Professor Fenwick standing a few feet away with his arms crossed. "To a space I call my own. Would you like to join me, Professor?" I asked waving my hand towards the tunnel.

The Charms Professor smiled and walked ahead of me. I followed and the tunnel expanded to allow us to walk unhindered. Professor Fenwick seemed impressed when the touches lit then diminished as we passed into another's range. "Excellent use of charms, Ms. Lestrange. Most extraordinary that you would be able to keep these going," He commented. I smiled but kept quiet. We walked in silence until we got to my little house. I opened the door and smiled as I said, "Please come in. Can I make you some tea?" The dwarf nodded as he examined the room in front of him. I placed my bag on the bar and began the process of making tea. "How did you come by this, Lyra?" he questioned as he wandered over to the office area. "The Willow showed me mid-November I believe. I asked one of the Malfoys' house elves to help me clean and redecorate." I pulled out some biscuits and tarts to go with the tea as I spoke. I placed the food on plates and took them to the coffee table. My answer seemed to bother the professor but he didn't say anything. I finished the tea minutes later and we sat for our snack. "Lyra do you know where this actually is?" he asked some moments later. I thought about it for a second before replying, "I'm assuming off Hogwarts grounds since you seemed very worried. However not as worried as you would be if it wasn't in sight of the grounds. So I'm going to guess that we're sitting somewhere in Hogsmeade. And since no ones come to visit whenever the fire's lit and I'm here. I'm going to assume that we're residing in the Shrieking Shack. Oh, don't give me that look, Professor. I have classes with the third years and am the youngest on the Slytherin Quidditch team. Did you really expect me not to know about the seemingly haunted house?" Fenwick chuckled and nodded before asking me how often I come here. "I come here when I have a particularly large amount of work that I need to be done," I answered. We drank, ate, and talked until it was time for curfew.

I didn't get up when we realized this. "Professor, How much do you know about my early appearance?" I asked setting down my cup. "The normal professors only know that you're no longer considered part of the Malfoy Bloodline. But as I'm sure you know, Only Narcissa's Disown will truly impact your standing as an Heir. All though Professor Sprout and I know the full story as you are also part of our Houses." He smiled over at me, "It's one of the reasons I followed you and accepted your invitation. Lyra, if you feel safe enough here after what you've been through, I'm sure we can talk the others into allowing you to move in here." I stared in shock before recovering and smirking. "Well Thank you, Professor. However, what's your verdict on my mental health as I'm sure that was the real motive behind this chat," I guessed. Professor Fenwick looked at me for a moment before getting up and walking to the door. I quickly matched him and grabbed his coat from him. "I know you're a master manipulator and great with Legilimens. It's also no secret that you take extra courses with Professors Snape, McGonagall, and Quirrel over the weekends and have Quidditch practice to keep track off on top of all your class work," he said pulling on his jacket. I waited patiently for the answer to my question. "Take up another lesson with me. We'll dive into the working of the human brain and see why the other therapist never diagnosed you correctly," he offered with a gleam in his eye.

"And when would I be able to fit that in, Professor?" I asked honestly confused. He simply chuckled and left with a swift, "Make sure you come to dinner for the rest of break so no one thinks you up and left again." I watched him walk out of sight and then closed the door. I stretched and looked around the room. I walked over to the kitchen counter and opened my bag. Reaching in I grabbed out my speaker, trunk, and iPod. I walked upstairs to the bedroom. Setting my trunk on the floor in front of the foot of my bed, I waved my hand and enlarged it. I placed the other items on the nightstand and turned on Impossible by Shontelle. I then turned back to the trunk. Opening the lip I saw that even though I just kinda threw the cloths into the luggage, everything was perfect. I tilted my head and then shrugged. I turned to the closet and dresser, opening everything up. I then pulled out my wand. with a flick, everything went to its proper place. Even the books flew downstairs to join the library. I laid down on the bed and pulled out my schedule. I had Quidditch Practice on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. My normal classed during the week. Legilimens with Snape Saturday Mornings when there weren't games. Animagus study with McGonagall Saturday afternoons. Dark arts and advanced DADA with Quirrel Sunday morning. The only spot I had open was Sunday afternoons. I bit my lip in thought. I could do it as long as I keep up with my homework schedule and don't slack off. Sighing, I wrote onto the piece of parchment "Psychology Professor Fenwick" in the available slot. The words glowed for a moment before settling onto the paper. "Well, I guess that settles that. Off to do homework!" I exclaimed getting up. I gathered the electronics, turned off the bedroom light, and headed back downstairs. I started more tea, set the electronics up on the coffee table, and went to work in the Library area. It was around three in the morning when I finally caved and went to bed.

I stared at Quirrel in contempt. I could see the Dark Lord coming out of the back of his courtesy of the mirror behind him. I watched them tempt Harry but I could do nothing to stop him. This was his fight and his alone. I watched as a lump appeared in his pants pocket as he lied about what he saw in the mirror. He then backed up and defied the Dark Lord's wishes. I sighed in relief. For once I woke from a vision with a smile on my face. I groaned as I sat up though. Rubbing my neck I looked around the room. It was the same as last night so I threw off my covers and got out of bed. After quickly hand making my bed I jumped in the shower. I put on some jeans and a plain black long sleeved shirt. I rummaged through my dresser and pulled out some fluffy socks since I didn't plan on leaving for the castle until around 4:45. I looked at the time and saw it was only 11. I blow dried my hair and french braided it. Walking down the stairs, I rubbed my eyes. I yawned and headed straight toward the kitchen. I put the kettle on and pulled down some cereal. I quickly made tea and ate breakfast. Then I did the dishes for breakfast and last night. After I dried them and put them away, I turned around and finally realized that someone had been in my house. Last night there hadn't been any decorating whatsoever. Today there was a tree in the corner of the living room. Tinsel lined the fireplace and an empty stocking hung over the entrance. Mistletoe hung over the door to the Castle. On the coffee table was a note sitting next to a plate of cookies. I walked over and sat down on the couch, picking up the note. Lyra, I hope you have a Happy Christmas this year. I took the liberty of sending some decorations to lighten up your new home. Your cousin, Tonks. I chuckled and looked at the tree once again. Of course, they would know by now. Then I spied something under the tree. Getting up, I smiled. There was a small pile of presents sitting ready to be opened. I gently gathered them and placed them on the table next to the cookies. Before I settled down, I went and made another cup of tea.

New Cup in hand, I sat down and opened the first gift. The card said it was from Theo. I looked at the small package trying to guess what it was. "Some kind of jewelry," I decided aloud and then unwrapped it. I was now holding a velvet case that would definitely hold jewelry. I opened the top and inside was a beautiful tear drop necklace with a red stone as the centerpiece. I smiled and held it up to the light. Knowing Theo, the stone was a natural Blood Diamond. Shaking my head I sat it back in its case and set the case aside. I nibbled on a cookie as I read the next card. It was from Blaise, saying, "So your notes don't blend together and your emotions don't get you down." I opened the present to find Chocolate frogs and color changing ink. I smiled and placed them with Theo's necklace. The next was from the whole Tonks family saying, "remember that you're always loved." They got me a fidget ring that had a cheering charm woven into it. I slide it onto my right middle finger without a second thought. Placing the packing aside, I opened more sweets from Crabbe and Goyle. A few from other Heirs that were mainly ink and Every Flavor Beans. The next gift was a purple knitted sweater with an 'L' on it and mince pies. Confused I looked at the card and saw that the Twins had convinced their mother to send me something. I was even more confused but I slid the sweater over my shirt. It fit me perfectly and I smiled softly. I moved onto the next one, which was from the over-enthusiastic Dravin. I laughed at the Quidditch books and broom polish but I also understood. I got up and placed the books on my desk. Then I placed the polish with my broom kit on the elephants. I curled back up on the couch and pulled the next gift into my lap. I tore the wrapping and saw Jack Skellington looking at me. I giggled in glee as I picked it up and looked at the back. Jack was looking to the left and had the words, "Her Jack" over his head. I knew it was Pansy because we begged our adults to buy the matching jackets for Christmas, saying that they were going to be our presents to each other. I made sure to grab a size too big for me so I could wear another jacket under it during the winter time. I slid it on over the Sweater Mrs. Weasley made me in satisfaction. I opened Draco's gift next. The gift contained a pair of stud earrings, probably from his mother to be honest. I inspected the gems closer and saw them change from green-blue to red-purple. "They're Alexandrite!" I exclaimed in awe. The earrings had to of cost a fortune, but then again the Malfoy's loved flaunting their money and would never buy something fake just to save a few pounds.

I bit my lip and placed them with the other presents. opening a chocolate frog, I picked up the last gift. The card mysteriously said, "Dragonscales of the Dragon Queen." I tilted my head at the mystery and opened the box. Inside was a silver chainmail bracelet. Looking closer I noticed bands of purple peeking through the silver. I admired the piece of jewelry and realized that the weave really did look like dragon scales. I giggled and gathered up the presents. I placed the sweets in the kitchen and took the jewelry upstairs. I did a time check and it was almost elephants. I had some time and went to figure out an outfit that would bring all these gifts together. Right at 430 pm, I settled on a pair of black skinny jeans, a simple white t-shirt, and my normal boots. I slid the studs into my earlobes and the necklace around my neck. I fluffed out my hair and parted it to the right so it would hide the scar on my face. I placed my sweater and jacket back on. Pulling up my hood to protect my ears from the cold, I decided to place the bracelet on my left wrist. I stepped out of my little house and started walking towards the castle grounds through the tunnel.

I was greeted by a playful flick from the Willow 20 minutes later. I smiled and wished her a happy Christmas. I headed towards the castle with a sigh. To be honest I was only going to the feast so that I would be left alone for the rest of the time. I stood outside the Great Hall for a good five minutes debating on if I should even go in before my decision was made for me. "Oi! Lestrange! What are you all dressed up for?" a male voice blasted from the stairs behind me. "More importantly didn't you leave on the train a week ago? What are you doing here?" a matching voice questioned right after. I turned to face the voices and found the Twins walking towards me and the Great Hall. I wasn't all surprised that they were just getting to the feast. I was that they knew I left at all. They stopped in front of me. "Well?" Fred asked raising an eyebrow. I just looked up at the two boys then into the Great Hall and back. My instincts were screaming, "Danger! Say the wrong thing and you'll regret it!" I rolled my shoulders and looked down. Deciding to ignore the question of why I was at the school, I bowed slightly and said, "Please pass my gratitude to your mother for the gifts. And thank you for convincing her to send me something." They blinked at me in surprise. Before they could say anything, Professor Fenwick appeared in the doorway next to me. "Ah, so I see that you did decide to join us for dinner, Lyra," he squeaked. "Yes sir, however," I looked towards the Twins and back down at my feet, "I was wondering if I could be excused to my rooms for the night." I waited silently for an answer.

"Lyra why are you acting so meek? Did something happen at home?" Fred was the first to break the heavy silence. Professor Fenwick cleared his throat, taking the attention off me once again. "That was not our agreement. Come you can sit anywhere you'd like today. There are no Houses on this Night," he stated as he walked back into the Great Hall. I frowned but followed the Professor into the Hall. As I looked up from my feet, I saw wreckage and death. The Great hall was in shambles. It's tables pressed against the walls. The flags that normally hang down from the ceiling were in tatters. Even half the roof was gone. In the middle of the room were people grouped around bodies. I spotted a group of certain redheads gathered around a group of bodies. I could see from my spot, that one of the bodies also was a ginger and my heart lurched. I wanted to go and cry with them, but I noticed dust moving without something moving it. Instead of mourning with my adoptive family, I turned and followed the moving dust.

I opened my eyes to find the Twins leading me to the Gryffindor Table. I felt tears falling from the corner of my eyes as I glazed over the Weasleys that were present. Who was going to die before I save all of them? I tried to back away from the table, but couldn't because of arms wrapped around my waist. "Lyra, breath. It's okay," I heard Fred whisper in my left ear. "No one here is going to hurt you," George joined in on my other side. I shook with fear and anger towards myself. However, I sat down where they placed me, looking down at my hands. "Boys, who's this?" I heard being asked. "Percy there's no way you haven't heard of Lyra Lestrange. The prodigy Slytherin that takes three years worth of courses, extra courses with Snape, Quirrell, and McGonagall, and is on the Slytherin Quidditch Team," Ron answered. I heard the disgust in his voice and tried not to flinch. I heard Harry chuckle, "Yeah she makes Hermione seem downright sane." I did flinch at that. "What? Don't like being compared to a Gryffindor Muggle-born?" someone hissed. I started spinning my ring. "I don't care about who you compare me to. Ms. Granger is just so much brighter than I am," I muttered just loud enough for them to hear. Dinner was served then and everyone around me dug in. I sat there, not eating. After a minute or so I pulled out my sketchbook and a pencil. I looked around and started sketching the scene around me. The Twins and Percy were arguing over something. Ron and Harry were talking about Quidditch. The professors were mingling at the Head Table.I had some of the Hufflepuff table in my view so I sketched it as well. "Why aren't you eating?" I jumped at the question. I looked up from my drawing to see literally everyone around me staring at me and my empty plate. I felt my cheeks warm as I realized exactly why I wasn't eating. "I... Um... I," I stuttered before taking a deep breath. "I have had it beaten into me that a Female Heir does not plate her own food. A Male Heir does," I finally answered in a soft voice. I noticed that dinner was now dessert and it was acceptable to leave the table. I stood up and bowed to the Weasleys and Harry, "Thank you, but please excuse me." I gathered my book and pencil. Then I turned and gave a short bow the Head Table. I saw three waves of dismissal. Sighing in relief, I quickly exited the Great Hall and went back to my rooms. I paused at the Willow and leaned my head against her trunk. "Why am I always like this?" I asked the empty air. I closed my eyes and breathed. Now steady, I went into the tunnel.

I opened my door and shredded my Jack jacket. I hung it up on my coat holder before pulling off my boots. I then made myself some tea. Looking through my cupboards I realized I had the stuff to make some chicken and rice. I started cooking instantly. 30 minutes later I was eating my dinner and looking over a book passage. It was about how Animagi were affected by Werewolf Curse. I tagged it for a later date. Closing the book, I realized that What's This by elephants was playing. The version I had, however, was the FallOut Boys version. I sang along as I started cleaning up the dishes and wrapping papers. It was only midnight when I went to bed and fell asleep. I woke up to someone knocking on my door to the grounds. Grumbling to myself, I pulled on my dressing robe and went downstairs. Another set of knocks could be heard as I got to the door. "Prove who you are?" I yawned not caring for the first answer. "You are the New Headmaster and probably the only head I can't break into," I heard Severus spat at the door. I unlocked the door and went to put on tea.

The door opened and the Potions Master stepped into my living room. "So this is where you've been hiding," He stated looking around. "It's 10 am. What do you want?" I asked, making myself some breakfast. "To ask what last night was all about. You first wouldn't come into the Hall without professor Fenwick coming to get you. Then you freeze and the Weasley boys took you to the Gryffindor Table without a fight," He said. I just shrugged. He growled at me. I flicked my wrist at him, wrapping him in a voice stealing charm. "Dear uncle, Godfather, Professor. This is my safe place to be. You will not bring any harm to me here do you understand?" I asked placing his cup of tea in front of him. I released the charm and stood there eating my plate of eggs and toast. "Is that why you eat freely here but not at all in the Great Hall?" He asked. I nodded. "Very well. Who else knows about this place?" he questioned looking around once more. I chuckled. "Probably ever Professor who was here when you were still a student," I replied. I caught the shocked look on Severus's face causing me to smile. "How do you know?" he asked, glaring at me. "I read books, Sev." I waved my arm towards my office. I finished my plate while he looked over the books there. "You do realize that some of these books shouldn't be in the hands of an 11 year old correct?" I heard. "Does it matter? It's not like I'm a normal 11-year-old," I said placing my dishes in the sink. I picked up my cup of tea and joined him by the bookshelves. "What do you really want, Sev?" I asked once again, leaning against the desk. "Why did you act meek last night?" The professor looked away from me. "Because I was getting over a vision," I responded. My godfather's head snapped to me, "What visions?" I smirked and tapped my temple. "Maybe you'll find out one day," I tempted him. He huffed and left on that note. I rolled my shoulders in irritation and gathered his cup, placing it in the sink as well. I quickly did the dishes. After I was done, I went to work on the assignments that I've been ignoring for the last two days.

That's how the rest of my break went. I would go to dinner at night, get pestered about why I wasn't eating, and go back home again. When I was home, I would get lost in my projects to pass the time. When school came back in session, I didn't want to move back into the Slytherin dorms. I packed my basic things and went back to my old dorm the same night the rest of the students came back. I was sitting in front of the fireplace when Pansy and Theo burst into the Common Room dragging Draco and Blaise behind them. "What does Draco mean when he says that you've been disowned and kicked out by Lucius over the Holidays?" the two shouted as soon as they saw me. I closed my book and looked up at them. Draco was shifting uncomfortably under Pansy's grip on his arm. Blaise was standing there with his arms crossed, looking at me expectedly. Pansy was distraught and Theo was concerned. I looked beyond the four of them and saw the rest of the House, including Crabbe and Goyle surrounding us in a half moon but still giving space in case a fight breaks out. I sighed and shook my head, causing my bangs to fall over my right eye. "He means exactly that Pans. I'm no longer allowed a claim of anything under the Malfoy Name," I stated calmly. "What does that mean for us?" Theo asked. I tilted my head to the left, "Nothing. I'm still an Heir no matter who disowns me until My Father himself does." They seemed to sigh in relief. "Good now Pansy, let go of Draco," Blaise said laughing. We all chuckled at her blush and she instantly released the younger Malfoy. Blaise motioned for me to sit up and I did so. He sat behind my back and threw his arm over the back of the couch. I leaned against his torso and relaxed as Theo picked up my feet and sat down under them. The rest of the House dispersed from around us. Crabbe and Goyle sat on the floor in front of the couch and pulled out their notes to study. Pansy and Draco took the chairs to the right of the couch and started a game of Wizard's chess. I opened my book backup and started reading again. I watched Theo pull out his sudoku book that I got him for Christmas and turn to the puzzle he left off on. I felt Blaise grab his book and start reading. I smiled and settled into our norm.

"You weren't at dinner and have lost weight. You might be able to fool Crabbe, Goyle, and Theo. But not me." I looked up and realized that everyone but Blaise and I had gone to bed. I turned my gaze to my friend and waited. "Draco and Pansy already seem to know since they didn't comment on you purposely covering your eye. But the others don't," Blaise stared into my eyes trying to read my expression. I sighed and replied, "Lucius and I got into a fight over my helping save the trio from the Troll on Halloween and my being on the Quidditch team without asking him for permission. He slapped me and then disowned me because I couldn't be the Perfect Heir he and Narcissa wanted me to be. I've lost weight because I haven't been eating as often since Draco and I got into the fight over my eating habits." He stayed unmoving for a moment before nodding. "Come on. You're sleeping in my bed tonight," He said picking me up. "Excuse me?" I asked as he took us to the boys' dorm. "Pansy is staying the room too. She's sleeping in Theo's bed. We can't have Betrothed sleeping together now can we?" he questioned with a wink. I laughed as he pushed open the dorm door. Everyone was already in different stages of sleep when we came in. We both quickly changed and climbed into bed together. Blaise laid on his back and I placed my head on his shoulder curling my legs around his. We fell asleep quickly and I had the first dreamless sleep in a long time. We were woken up by the normal arguing and life went on as normal.