Nico POV
That night when Harry approaches me saying that Hagrid is the one who opened the chamber All I could think is: what potion fumes has he been inhaling?
Hagrid falling in love with the beast and believing it's innocent? Okay maybe that could be true, but hurting muggleborns? Never.
When I told Kat and Will what Harry say In the journal they agreed it was preposterous, Kat still believing the Malfoys have something to do with.
Something about this Tom Riddle is suspicious. I think back to the bad sense I got around him, it's similar to what I had around Quirrell, but then again I also have that bad feeling around Harry so it could be nothing.
As the easter holidays quickly approached we were given out our class choices, something I have trouble focusing on as I am never sure I can return next year. Once again there will be a war, and with Gaea rising I doubt there will be a Hogwarts next year, but I thought the same thing last year so I might as well pick my classes.
"I'm thinking Divination and care of magical creatues." Kat tells us. "Or maybe muggle studies."
"Kat, you're a muggleborn." I sigh.
She just shrugs.
"I think I'll take Diviation as well." Will tells us. "I've always been pretty good at telling the future."
I glare at him. Subtle. "I heard the teachers an idiot."
They shrug "Can't be any worse than Lockhart."
"Well I think I'll take ancient runes, and I guess I'll take divination with you two, though I was considering muggle studies. It would be nice to learn more about modern muggles." I say.
I'm already fluent in Latin and ancient Greek so the subject should be easy enough.
"What about care of magical creatures?" Kat asks, pouting at me.
"Animals hate me." I tell her.
"Dude, the Threstals practically bow to you and you have a pet Cerberus and Hellhound." Kat reminds me.
I glare at her. "They're rare exceptions."
She snorts, clearly not believing me.
We arrive at Defence Against the Dark Arts where Lockhart was already starring dreamily into a mirror.
"Welcome!" he exclaims when he sees us. "Now I will sort you all into groups and you must re-enact your favourite scene from one of my books." He says with a blinding grin.
I groan. Kill me now.
"Hannah Abbott with Susan Bones, Justin Finch Fletchy and Daphne Greengrass." He begins before turning to us. "Miss Williams with Mr Di Angelo, Mr Solace-"
I visibly relax. At least I'm with my friends.
"And Mr Malfoy." Lockhart finishes, destroying any hope of me enjoying the rest of the lesson.
"WHAT!?" We all scream.
"I am a big believer in working with others." He tells us with a look that can only be described as pure evil.
We grumble and make our way over to the corner with Malfoy in tow.
"Must we do this?" Draco groans, glaring at us.
"We don't exactly want to work with either, ferret face." Kat tells him.
He visibly flinches at the name, before asking. "Did any of you imbiciles actually read the books?"
"I tried to but I gave up after he spent four pages describing how his hair blows in the wind." I answer, making Kat and Will smirk.
"I read them." Kat shrugs.
I give her a confused look. "Please tell me you didn't enjoy that shit?"
"I hear lots of talking and no acting." Lockhart chastises.
"Fine." Kat says with a manical look in her eye. "Will you can play Lockhart since you're a younger more natural version of him."
Will glares at her, but I just chuckle.
"Nico you can play the vampire that Lockhart attempts to kill since… do I even have to explain that choice?" Kat continues, making me glare. "And my dearest Draco, you can play the fair princess Lockhart is trying to save."
Draco turns bright red. "Why can't you play the Damsel in distress?! YOU'RE ACTUALLY A GIRL!" He screams.
"Because I'm the director." She answers dramatically, before taking out her wand and saying a spell, causing Draco's blonde hair grows to his waist that made him look creepily like Kat.
"10 points to Hufflepuff for a lovely hair care charm." Lockhart tells us.
"REVERSE THIS RIGHT NOW, YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD!" Draco screeches.
"Tssk tssk tssk." Kat tells him. "Now get on that pile of books and say "SAVE ME HANDSOME STRANGER! SAVE ME!"
Draco glares at her. "Not a chance in hell."
She pouts. "Fine, how about "WHAT IS THIS BLOODY IDIOT DOING HERE? SEND AURORS!"
Lockhart attempt to glare at her.
Malfoy smirks a little. "Much better."
She then walks over to Will and whispers something in his ear.
"What about me?" I ask.
"You just stand there and look creepy." Sher shrugs, before shouting "ACTION!" she shouts, making everyone but Will look at her in confusion.
"It means start." She groans.
"WHAT IS THIS BLOODY IDIOT DOING HERE? SEND AURORS!" Draco yells from the pile of books.
Wow they're actually getting along.
"I WILL SAVE YOU FAIR PRINCESS!" Will yells in his most arrogant tone.
I glare at them, and Kat gives me two thumbs up.
Will takes out his wand, holding it backwards before shouting "STUPEFY!" pretending to hit himself with the spell and passing out.
Most of the Slytherins and a couple Hufflepuffs burst into fits of laughter.
Lockhart gains a horrified expression that ruined any handsomeness he once had. "TEN POINTS FROM EACH OF YOUR HOUSES FOR INACCURACY!"
"It seemed pretty accurate to me." Kat and Draco mutter at the same time, before glaring at each other.
The rest of the lesson went by in horrible ass-kissing plays and Lockhart complimenting himself, and Kat attacking Malfoy to chop off the hair he kept complaining about.
Kat (POV)
The Easter holidays are beginning tomorrow and one of the few people that chose to return home is Malfoy. Excellent.
Push aside my suitcase, pulling the hidden bottle from under the floorboards as well as the hair I had collected earlier. Ew.
After throwing them into my bag, I run over to Nico.
"Hey Neeks can you give me a ride?"
"Firstly don't call me that." He says, not looking up from his book. "And secondly the day the give you a piggy back ride is the day Tatarus freezes over."
"I mean with your shadow powers." I sigh, making him almost drop his book.
"WHAT?"
"Dude I'm not blind, you have some kind of cool teleportation thing. So ride please."
He glares at me, seeming relieved. 'Where?"
"Malfoy Manor." I answer smiling at him.
His eyes widen. "Kat. Why in Hades name would you want to go to Draco Malfoys home?"
"I heard Mama and Papa Malfoy talking about the chamber, they know something. I just want to sneak in there and do a little digging."
"Kat, as freakishly blonde as you are, you are not a Malfoy. They'll notice you digging around their house."
I pull out the potion and hair from my bag. "No they won't."
His eyes widen. "Please tell me that is not what I think it is."
"Polyjuice." I smirk. "Please, I'll be quick."
He glares at me for several minutes before giving in. "Fine, but Will would kill me if he knew."
"I'll go get changed." I smirk, before running off to the bathroom to change into the robes I stole.
I place a couple blonde hairs into the potion, before muttering "Here we go." And throwing the potion down my throat.
My skin feels like it's melting, moving around, changing to remove my girl body, my nose growing, and an odd prickling feeling in my scalp.
My reflection, quickly distorts itself, my features becoming sharper, more upturned like I'm sniffing dung, and my hair shortening, but apart from that I don't look that different.
"Cool." I breathe, before hearing a knock on the bathroom.
"Kat, are you finished?"
I slam open the door. "I am not that filthy mudblood. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." I say in my best Draco impression, making Nico smirk.
"Lets go before I regret this." He sighs, taking me by the arm and pulling me into the nearest shadow.
I feel my (Draco's?) face is peeling off, it's better than any rollercoaster I had ever been on.
"THAT WAS SO COOL!" I yell to the clearly exhausted Nico.
He gives me a small smile, leaning against a wall.
"I'll be back in an hour, don't die." He tells me before disappearing again.
That is awesome.
After composing myself I start making my way around the manor, realizing I have no idea what I'm looking for.
I ask one of the elves where to find father's study, and after giving me a confused look it points me In the right direction.
I start shuffling through the papers, paying extra attention to the articles on muggleborns and muggle protection acts.
After finding nothing other than the fact that Lucius is even worse at keeping his abnormally large nose out of muggborns business than his son, I make my way to another room this one full of old family heirlooms.
Across the wall is a large family tree, all with similar white blonde hair and scowls. At the bottom I see Draco right next to a young blonde girl.
That must be his twin who died. I can't help but feel for Draco. I can't imagine what it would be like if one the Weasely twins died.
"Draco? What are you doing in here?" A female voice asks.
I turn to see Narcissa Malfoy looking at me.
"I was bored." I answer, trying to make my voice sound as much like his as possible.
"I thought you were doing your homework." She asks, pushing a loose hair out of my eyes.
Something twists in my gut. I've had a lot of mothers in my time, but none ever looked at me with the unconditional love Narcissa looks at Draco with.
"Like I said, I was bored." I reply, avoiding eye contact, instead deciding to look at the tree.
After a moment of silence she says. "You were looking at Elladora weren't you?"
That was her name? Not as bad as Draco. "Possibly."
She gives me a sad smile. "Would you like something to eat?"
I shake my head. "I'm fine."
"Alright, but try not to linger too long." She tells me, kissing my head.
It's weird seeing the Malfoys like this, so… human.
I have twenty minutes left. Where else could he have hidden something? This manor is huge, I'll never search all of it.
What was it Harry said? That Draco mentioned a secret room under the drawing room… and what kind of a bloody house has a drawing room?
After asking another one of the house elves where the drawing room is, I make my way upstairs, narrowly missing being seen by Draco.
Slimy cockroach.
When I get to the drawing room I start searching, still muttering about the pointlessness of the room.
I decide to check the oh so stereotypical bookcase. I notice a book with the title A Beginners guide to accepting muggles at people.
I raise my eyebrows. No way this family owns a book even remotely like that.
I pull it down and shocker it made the bookshelf slide across, revealing a hidden room.
The room appears to be an office, with odd books and items all over the room. They're probably dark artefacts.
I start searching, careful not to touch any of the dark artefacts. I'd rather stay alive, thank you very much.
I open one of the desk draws and start shuffling through the papers.
I pause when I see several letters that all seem to have spaces missing. I read them to see they're all to different governors and officals, telling them that the chamber of secrets has killed someone, or different petrifications. I realize the spaces are waiting for the names of the victims and dates.
Another thing they all have in common is that they're all about getting rid of Dumbledore… he's not just trying to kill the muggleborns, we're just a means to an end. He's using us as his way of removing the headmaster, pretending to a concerned parent.
These letters looks old, as if they had been written months ago, maybe even before the chamber had been opened.
I take out my phone and start taking photographs of the letters and some of the room, before carefully putting the letter back in the drawer.
As I make my way out of the room I almost walk straight into a familiar house elf.
"DOBBY!" I exclaim.
He's the Malfoy's elf… those slimy little cockroaches are dead! That must be how Dobby knew to warn us.
The house elf looks striken, before something stirs in his face. "Mistress…" he mutters.
I freeze. "H-how did you?"
"Your voice." He whispers, looking terrified. "Dobby recognise my masters, oh no, oh no. You are in grave danger. YOU MUST LEAVE NOW!"
I still have ten minutes until Nico gets back.
"What do you mean master?" I ask, making the elf look panicked.
"Oh no, Dobby has made grave mistake." He mutters to himself, before pulling a book out of the bookshelf and hitting himself over his head with it.
"…Bad Dobby… bad dobby…"
I grab the book out of his hand. "Please don't punish yourself, Dobby."
"Would mistress prefer to do it herself?" The elf whispers.
"Of course not." I tell him, putting my hand on his face. "You don't deserve to be punished."
Before the elf could reply I notice Draco standing in the doorway, gaping at me.
"Merlin's saggy left ball sack." I mutter, causing Draco to reply "Williams."
"Hi?" I greet weakly, pulling out my wand, as he does.
I notice his wand is almost identical to mine, except for his fading black to brown while mine fades brown to black.
"What are you doing here?" he asks.
"You know, visiting Dobby, checking out your house. Nice place by the way, though the drawing room is a bit much. Really what's the point of it other than hiding secret rooms?"
He gapes at me again.
"Honestly a book about being kind to muggles? You might as well label it pull to reveal secret room." I tell him, hoping Nico gets here soon.
"Draco, what is all this n-" Mr Malfoy begins, before noticing us.
Oh crap.
"Which one of you is my son?" he hisses, pointing his wand between us.
I notice Dobby whimpering next to me.
"I am!" we yell together.
He glares at us. "What did Draco get for his eighth birthday?"
"Not enough." We say together.
He glares at us. "What is Draco's middle name?"
Oh no.
"Satan?" I guess weakly, making him turn his wand to me.
"Lucius, father. In your honour." Draco answers, smirking at me.
I snort. That's not self-obsessed.
"Close enough." I shrug, pretending not to be panicking.
Everyone knows Lucius Malfoy is a death eater. He won't hesitate to kill the mudblood who broke into his home.
Their glares intensify. "Who are you?"
I notice Draco's not telling him. Why not? His father would happily kill me for him.
I feel a prickling in my skin. Oh crap.
Lucius smirks at me, while Draco just looks a bit panicked.
I feel my hair falling down my shoulders.
Lucius curses. "You must have made the potion wrong." He says offhandedly. "You haven't transformed back completely yet.
I look turn to see my reflection in a nearby mirror. I've changed back completely.
"Draco, get your mother." Lucius tell him, before turning to Dobby. "And you, go get a true form potion and Veritaserum"
The elf whimpers, but does as he's told.
"But Father-" Draco argues before Lucius sends him a warning look.
Draco nods and leaves.
"I will ask this only one more time" Lucius begins, a dangerous look in his eye. "Who are you? And why are you in my home?"
I only whimper, backing against the wall. Come on Nico.
"TELL ME!" He yells, raising his wand.
When I do not answer he yells "CRUCIO!"
I feel every muscle in my body is on fire.
I scream out in pain.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"
"LUCIUS STOP!" A voice yells from the doorway.
The pain stops, but I'm still lying across the ground, every part of my body in horrible pain.
"Narcissa, she broke into our home." He hisses. "She pretended to be our son."
I notice a familiar blonde head looking at me
"Elladora." She breathes.
Huh?
"What are you talking about?" Lucius asks, his voice turning sad. "It's not her."
"Look at her, Lucius." She whispers.
I am too exhausted to attempt to understand what they're talking about.
"It's a failed polyjuice potion." He hisses.
"I've met her before it's not." She replies.
I turn to see Draco behind Narcissa, giving her a confused look.
"Mother, it can't be her. She's dead." Draco argues, his voice cracking.
Dobby pops back in with two viles of potion. He whimpers when he sees me on the ground.
"Give them to her!" Lucius hisses.
The first potion does nothing, not even remove any pain.
I notice an odd expression appearing on Lucius's face. "Give her the Veritaserum."
Dobby puts three drops of something into my mouth.
"Who are you?"
"Katerina Williams." I answer involuntarily.
Truth serum? Cool.
His expression turns angrier. "IT'S JUST A FILTHY MUDBLOOD!"
Narcissa looks at me. "Who are your parents?"
"I don't know" I answer.
Nariccsa gives them meaningful looks. "Why do you not know?"
"I was found wandering around when I was five years old with no memory." I answer, making them all gasp.
"When?" Lucius hisses.
"Halloween seven years ago." I answer.
"Ella." Draco breathes.
The potion starts to wear off and I realize what is happening. They think I'm Elladora… I can't be. I just can't.
Before I can think on it any further Nico appears grabs me and drags me into the shadows.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, unfortunately I'm gonna be really busy for a while so I don't know when I'll be able to update next.