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AN: Hope everyone likes the story so far.

It was summer before fourth year and Draco and Blaise had been dragged shopping with Daphne and Summer. The girls had wanted one last shopping trip before being stuck inside a castle all year. Needless to say, the boys had both groaned when it was announced that they were being taken to a favorite muggle store of the girls: Harrods.

Draco was still confused about why Summer always sent what he'd seen her buy home with him for the beginning of the summer and didn't take it to her house. He had questioned it one time, but after being threatened with burns on his family jewels, he'd never asked again.

"Summer! We've been shopping since seven! That's over twelve hours!"

"Shut up, Dragon." Summer's annoyed voice rang out just before she stepped from behind the curtains wearing what he had learned this summer was called a bikini.

Daphne followed behind her in a silver one that complimented Summer's emerald green one.

Draco was staring and he may have even been possibly drooling—he really wasn't sure. He was sure, however, that he may just be in love with Summer Potter.

A month earlier, she had shown up at Malfoy Manor looking disgruntled but not in bad shape—therefore, he'd found it odd when Dobby had told him that she had downed several healing potions and made several more and taken them as well but was still walking around in pain when she thought no one would see.

However, it had left his mind easily when Summer had asked him to go flying with her and was even further from his mind as they received their letters and Daphne came over along with Blaise to spend the last month together.

It was long gone by the time of the Quidditch World Cup and nonexistent now, as he stared at her in her bikini.

"Get it. Now."

Summer grinned at him and wiggled her hips. He enjoyed watching Summer when she was with only their group of friends. Summer was very talented at playing the Pureblood Games and they all knew it.

She could be a cold-hearted bitch when she needed to be but turn it off in a millisecond to return to her normal caring, childish self. He enjoyed both personalities because her bitch one was usually used on people that deserved it from the way they acted.

Like the youngest Weasley boy. He was still acting like she was Voldemort himself for becoming a Slytherin. Of course, he was quite close to the truth on that account but no one was going to actually tell him that.

It had positively not helped matters that his little sister had also become a Slytherin, much to everyone's surprise. Except for Summer; she had called what house the girl would go in the moment her name was called at The Sorting.

That was why Miss Ginny Weasley was currently at Nott Manor with Theo. The Weasley family hadn't been pleased and said she wasn't welcome at home; well, Ronald and the mother had. The father bowed down to his wife and the twins didn't much care which house she was in because she still helped them with their pranks.

Ironically, her family's treatment of her had gotten her what Ronald had always wanted. She had new things every year and whatever extra things she wanted as well as having gotten a firebolt the year before alongside Summer. Theo's dad had taken a liking to Ginny and had decided that their family would basically completely take her in.

The year before, third year, Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban. Everyone had thought him guilty of murder, but the group had learned that he was innocent and Ron Weasley's rat was Peter Pettigrew, the true betrayer of the Potters.

Unfortunately, with events that happened that night, Pettigrew escaped, but Lucius and Narcissa were pushing for a trial anyway and it looked like they would finally get one around Christmas.

In the meantime, they hid Sirius in Malfoy Manor. Initially, he had been shocked at the invitation; then he understood that the Malfoys liked Summer and would do anything for her.

Their second year, there had been the Chamber of Secrets fiasco, which Summer had nearly killed Lucius for. Apparently, she found it absolutely horrid to give a Slytherin "that blasted diary" and all but force Summer to go take down a "giant bloody reptile" to save Ginny. Lucius' only defense had been that how was he to know the girl would be a Slytherin. He had, though, apologized to Ginny—with Summer's wand pointed at his face.

Their first year was a Sorcerer's Stone issue that Summer decided she wanted to use to prank the headmaster and whomever was after it. It was for that reason that on Christmas Eve, she managed to charm a three headed dog to let her pass, get through a giant plant, another troll, a giant chessboard, flying keys, and finally a logic puzzle before managing to get it from some weird mirror at the end. She had made a copy of it to replace it and her friends found her sleeping on the Common Room couch the following morning, a smile on her face.

They had no expectation of this year being normal either. Lucius had told them about the Triwizard Tournament and the third task which would take Summer to help rebirth Voldemort, or Tom Riddle.

Summer had, at that time, spent a week in Knockturn Alley in a hidden and very dark bookstore, buying as many volumes as she could; since money was no object, the store was currently wiped clean.

Then she had spent another week reading them. Everyone steered clear of her after she tried out a curse on Draco that switched his head with his butt for the rest of the day until she found the counter to it. She had grinned at him for another three.

She'd finally found a ritual that didn't require the blood of an enemy and instead required the blood of an enemy turned ally. She copied the ritual down and gave it to Lucius to pass on before returning to read more absolutely ghastly curses and hexes.

When this shopping trip ended, the group would be headed back to the Manor, where, as usual, they would stuff their trunks full and, since Summer had gotten an apartment trunk and an ever expanding closet trunk along with Daphne, the fact that they could still manage to fill them until there was literally no space was quite impressive. Well, no space in the closet trunk. The apartment trunks just got their normal closets filled.

The closet trunks then went inside the apartment trunks and everyone was happy.

When the girls finally announced they were done, there was no evidence anywhere that they had bought anything at all.

"Draco, I need to go into the Alley one more time before tomorrow." Summer had just entered his room to find him laying back on his bed and she crawled up to cuddle against him.

"Why?"

"Need more potions stuff and more books on it."

Draco chuckled—not only did Summer love making potions but she loved experimenting with Potion creation. So far she'd improved upon the Wolfsbane and felt she was actually quite close to a cure. She'd not told their teacher from the previous year, Remus Lupin, or Sirius about the cure yet but Remus did get her improved Wolfsbane every month. It took the pain of the transformation away completely and rendered the wolf docile unless there was a threat that it's human felt threatened their family. Then it was kill, kill, kill.

"Alright Summer. We can go tomorrow. You know you don't have to ask me to go to the Alley. You know you're not a prisoner here."

"I'm also aware I wasn't really asking."

Draco smirked and allowed his fingers to continue trailing across her bare back. She'd been wearing a bikini when she'd come in; presumably she'd probably been headed to the pool.

Summer purred in contentment, showing as usual what her Animagus form was. At the end of last year, their group had finally been successful with the Animagus transformation.

Summer had been two. She had first become a quite small black kitten with glowing green eyes and a white patch on his nose and face. She'd taken advantage of that form to prowl around at night. Then she'd become a snake which had pleased her to no end. Having two forms had shocked everyone.

Draco, to his delight, had become an owl. A snowy owl to match Summer's owl, Hedwig, to be more exact.

Blaise had become a dog. Not just any dog either. A Chihuahua. His manliness had taken hits for days until Summer had sat one night with him in dog form laying on her lap being petted. Now that Summer approved, no one would dare to disapprove.

Hermione had turned into a feline too; but she was much larger being that she was a tiger. A white tiger which Summer said looked oh so adorable.

Daphne had been a cat like Summer but was white as snow with blue eyes. Her and Summer frequently ran through the castle together at night.

Neville was a bear; that would have shocked everyone in first year but by third they knew he had plenty of courage.

Fred and George had both turned into spider monkeys. Summer kept telling them it was because monkeys flung their poo at people. Then she'd go gaga over them and forget what she'd been talking about.

Susan Bones had become a dog like Blaise had but she was a terrier. She liked to sneak up behind Blaise when in their dog forms and tackle him to pin him down. Summer had made jokes about dogs mating and female dominancy.

Theo was, to Summer's delight, a snake. For that reason, he joined her in her snake games.

Luna, a girl who had joined their group the same year as Ginny but had been sorted into Ravenclaw and just taken as an honorary Slytherin, had become a cat as well. She was a dove grey kitten.

Marcus, Adrian Pucey, and Miles had all become a raven, a wolf, and a porcupine respectively. Miles had spent plenty of time being petted by Summer. Adrian had been ridden in his wolf form by Summer the Cat. Marcus had ridden around the school on her shoulder at several points.

Now, however, her three favorite upper years, excluding Fred and George, had graduated school; Marcus, after having to repeat a year. This would be the first year without them. She'd been moping until Draco had brought the three of them over a week earlier. Then she had been rather pleased with herself and Draco was still concerned over the reason for that.

They had boarded the train and congregated as a group in a compartment that Summer expanded with a wave of her wand and, so no one would have to sit on the uncomfortable bench seats, conjured plush armchairs and sofas inside it.

Blaise noticed, again, a wince that he and Draco had kept pushing out of their minds for the last month as she sat on a sofa between him and Draco, leaning towards the blonde with her feet in Blaise's lap.

"So who's captain this year?" Ginny had become a chaser for the team in her second year so the team had Ginny, Draco, and Adrian as chasers, Marcus as keeper and captain, Miles and another boy as beater and Summer as seeker.

"That would be me." Summer grinned.

"You'd be the youngest Quidditch Captain—"

"In the recorded history of Quidditch in Hogwarts? Oh I know." Summer smirked. She loved setting records.

Hermione smirked herself, "so what's happening this year then?"

"Triwizard Tournament. Eternal glory and all that."

"And you, of course, will wind up in it for some nefarious reason. Know the nefarious reason?"

"Tommy wants to come back and play."

"So you're going to balance a stupid tournament and take all the classes Hogwarts offers with me as well as the extra study we've been doing?"

"And experimental potions."

"How could I forget?"

The two girls shared a laugh.

Everyone got back into normal conversation amidst laughter and teasing. Blaise, however, noticed Summer appear to get lost in the scenery that flew past them at fast rates.

Suddenly, Summer got up. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be back shortly."

Everyone gave a distracted nod, except Blaise.

Summer exited the compartment and wandered farther down the train before reaching the very last compartment which was empty. She threw spells at the door to make anyone looking in think she was reading and then entered, starting to cry almost immediately. She was in a lot of pain.

The last beating from her Uncle before she'd run had left marks that may very well be permanent. The only reason she'd been able to wear a bikini at all during that last month was thanks to glamor charms and make up.

Summer didn't want to worry anyone and knew that, if nothing else, the males in their group would worry about her immensely. So she'd never told anyone about what her uncle did to her aside from Dumbledore at the end of first year when she had asked him not to make her return there. He had ignored her.

So she cried, quite hard for the pain that was her life. The life her friends knew nothing of.

Blaise, meanwhile, having gotten quite worried made his own excuses before leaving to hunt for his best friend that he loved like a sister. Something was wrong; he could feel it.

When he found the compartment she occupied, his worry skyrocketed. This was an illusion—she'd had no book with her. He silently slid the door open, shutting and locking it behind him.

"Kitten?" He knelt down in front of her and reached up to push her hair out of her face but she flinched away from him. What the hell? She knew he would never hurt her!

"Kitten, what's wrong, love?"

"I…I… Blaise, it hurts."

"What hurts, kitten?"

"Everything." Was her whispered reply as she threw herself from the seat and forward into his arms. It sent both of them completely to the floor but Blaise just sat there with her in his lap on the floor of the compartment.

He sang to her softly, a lullaby he'd sung to her since they met. It was in Italian and had no name because he'd made it up. But it always relaxed her; relaxed her even more when she finally successfully became fluent in Italian.

It wasn't for another hour the Summer and Blaise reentered the original compartment and earned all eyes being turned to them. Blaise gave a grimace to Draco who immediately worried and got up to pull Summer back to their place with him and wrap his arms around her.

"Love, are you alright?"

Blaise watched as Summer nodded. He was in careful thought. While they had been gone, she had slipped several times and said things that it was clear she hadn't meant to say.

It had all caused him to think of several things that may have been true but his top belief scared him silly: his best friend was abused. He prayed to Merlin that he wasn't right with that thought, but he felt in his heart that he was. She wouldn't admit to it though when he had asked. Though, he really hadn't expected her to.

He sighed as he sat back down in his own original spot. This was going to be a bad year—he needed to convince her to be honest. At least with him if not anyone else but hopefully the entire group. They would all support her through it after all.

Luckily, this year they knew what was going to happen at the school. Summer and Draco had told them the day they'd come over to stay at Malfoy Manor and they'd brought everyone else over for a week so they'd know too: The Triwizard Tournament; a tournament that many had died in and Summer would be participating in this year.

This was the year the Dark Lord would return; the year Summer would pledge herself more fully to the darkness she was already very much submerged within. The darkness that made her as attractive as she was. The darkness that attracted her friends to her as an entire group.

They were all looking forward to it.

AN: Chapter 1 of this is done and I'm hoping to complete chapter two soon. I have several stories going currently on two different sites. The other site is wattpad if anyone is interested. Username is AmyLilianaRose if you're interested in that.