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I hope I answered some of your question, remember more will be explaind by Amerett and Damion as the story progresses. Review are welcome. ^_^
Chapter Two Hogwarts Express
They were all assembled in the Malfoy's living room. Draco sat in the middle of his two best friends on the auburn couch, Candace curled up on his lap nuzzling his side; his parents lounged on the maroon sofa a foot away. The Slytherin's new mentor's Ameretta and Damion stood before him. "What happened to my hair?" asked Draco bluntly, forgoing any other questions he had. Damion was the first to answer, "It's just something that naturally changes with the inheritance…."
"So deal with it. We have more pressing matters to tend to." Ameretta retorted, cutting off her demon companion. "Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of her cloud this morning." Commented Damion. Ameretta shot him a glare, "For the last time, I do not sleep on a cloud! I, being an angel, doesn't mean I can sleep on clouds! I sleep in a regular bed like any other human!" she snapped angrily. "Right……" replied Damion with an eye roll. Sensing yet another fight, Narcissa intervened, "Don't you think we need to tell Draco what he needs to know before we head to the train station."
"Of course Mrs. Malfoy." Replied Damion as he smirked at his angel colleague. "Now I can only tell you the basic's, history's her job…" he jabbed a finger toward Ameretta, "You see your highness, there is a legend, back before humans existed…yes humans were once nonexistent…." He answered to the three awestruck facial expressions of the three teens on the couch. "There were only angels and demons. Now as you can guess we didn't get along that well…." He paused, seeing a few eye rolls. Damion smirked at Ameretta, who sent him a seething glare.
"The angels had an heir, the lovely Princess Isis. Whereas we demons had our own heir, Prince Andreas. I had the honor of being Andreas's mentor, while Ameretta here…" the demon tilted his head toward the angel next to him, "was Isis's mentor. By some strange twist of fate both our pupils met, and had apparently fallen in love. Hence how we two met." Damion glanced at Ameretta waiting for her to take over. The angel caught the look and sighed as she stepped up to continue, "As you can guess a love between an angel and a demon was frowned upon, much less the heirs to both their worlds. However much it was frowned upon, Isis and Andreas found a way to get both their families to agree. They told them, that a marriage between the two royal families would show their people a new hope."
She paused, waiting for the information to sink in before continuing. Once she was sure they were listening she resumed, "The two were married, a year later Isis bore a son. When news got out of the boy's birth there was a riot. You have to understand Isis and Andreas's son held both angel and demon blood. Meaning he was able to wield both angel and demon magic. It did not help that the boy was now the sole heir to both their kingdoms, but Isis and Andreas were happy, and that was all I cared about. They named their son Zaine, Damion and I were appointed as his mentors." She stopped, lingering in a far off memory. Damion softly nudged her in the side, prodding her to continue. She seemed to pull out of her trance, giving Damion a weak glare. The demon only smiled at her and tilted his head to her waiting audience.
Ameretta gave him an eye roll in reply as she continued, "As Zaine grew up he would bring strangers he found home, and give them food and shelter. Zaine's two best friends became his most trusted advisors when they all turned 16. Zaine had also adopted a sister, from the streets around that age. The next year he met the love of his life, Keena. I can remember them constantly bickering." She paused again, remembering another memory.
Lucius looked at the time; they had half an hour left. He looked to Damion, who nodded in understanding as took over the story, "Seeing as we're running out of time I'll give you the quick details. A war broke out after Zaine ascended the throne; the war went on for three years. It ended the day Zaine and Keena were out on the battle field. There was an ambush waiting for them and their guards, before Zaine or us knew it Keena and his most trusted advisors were dead. Zaine was absolutely furious, in his fury he performed a forbidden magic, sealing angels and demon's magic. This is the magic that created humans, before Zaine finished, he made sure that they would all finish what had begun. They would all be reincarnated until everything was made right."
Silence followed the end of Damion's quick finish of the story, before Draco decided to speak, "So how does this relate to me?" Ameretta answered him after shooting a glare at Damion for interrupting her, "Your mother has angel blood running through her veins. The Black family has a long tendency to inherit angel magic and your mother was always expected to have it. Your father's family is long descendent of Andreas's brother. For some reason the demon inheritance had always skipped a generation in the Malfoy family. This means you have inherited both, making you the next heir to both the Holy Empire and the Demon Realm. Zaine's reincarnation" She explained rather quickly, making sure Damion had no chance.
Draco sat stunned in between Blaise and Pansy, still trying to process all the information. Candace shifted in his lap; he looked down to meet her curious light blue eyes. She rose up, her cold nose nudging his chin, her eyes questioning his stormy gray. Draco gave her a reassuring smile, telling her he was okay. Candace seemed to understand his silent assurance as she jumped off his lap.
"Draco, Pansy, Blaise, it's time to head for the train, Damion and Ameretta will meet you there." Exclaimed Lucius as he stood from his seat. "Well, that's all in a nut shell, grumpy over here will explain more later." Said Damion as he turned to leave. "Excuse me? I'm grumpy? How am I grumpy? You didn't have to wake up at 2 in the morning because an elf needed to get into the bathroom! Don't tell me I'm grumpy!" Damion turned and shot back with a grin, "Well, my dear, I'm not a goody angel needing to help everyone who passes by. If you hadn't helped that old broad yesterday, we might have made it here on time, but no, you just had to stop and help." Everyone looked at Ameretta, then Damion. Sensing another quarrel, they began to back out of the room slowly. The last thing they heard was Ameretta yelling, "Just because it made us late doesn't mean I shouldn't have done it! Why can't we help someone, just because?! Did you forget that you helped that woman last week?!"
Draco caught his friend's eyes, silently conveying he was going to pack. They nodded, as he and Candace made their way to his room. After his departure Ameretta and Damion stepped out the door, Ameretta looking quite irritated while Damion wore a victorious smirk. Pansy looked at the two before asking, "Don't you think you need to tell Draco about his eyes?" Damion turned to her, his smirk only broadening, "Nay, let's wait a while. I don't think he'll be too happy to learn that his eyes will change color depending on his emotions. Not to mention it'll be fun to watch."
Heading to platform 9 ¾ Blaise walked closer to his best friend, "Draco?" he asked cautiously. Draco turned to him, perplexed by Blaise's worried tone, "Yes? What's wrong?" inquired a now equally worried Draco. Blaise took a breath before telling his best friend what was wrong, "I don't know how else to tell you this, but I have a crush on someone, and I want to make sure you don't go crazy on me when you find out who it is." Blaise wasn't too surprised to see the young heir grin at him, "Promise. Now tell." Blaise closed his eyes and kept them closed as he answered, "Hermione Granger."
Blaise didn't know what to expect from his Slytherin friend, but it wasn't what he heard seconds later. Blaise had opened his eyes, amazed as he could hear Draco laughing. He stared at his friend in disbelief before Draco calmed down enough to speak, "Of all the people you could possibly chose to like it had to be Granger. You couldn't pick another house member, even a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Merlin even another Gryffindork would have been okay, but Granger! This means I have to be nice to Granger, Weasley, and Potter doesn't it? Do you know how hard that's going to be?! Remember this Blaise; I'm only doing this because you're my best friend, if any one of them hurt you…." Blaise seemed to come out of his stupor, he grinned at Draco in full appreciation, knowing how difficult it will be for the Slytherin to play nice with the Lions.
The two Slytherin's continued their way to Kings Cross, with Draco ranting all the way about Gryffindorks, a golden trio, and his hair. Both of them met up with Narcissa, Lucius, Ameretta, and Damion. Draco bid farewell to his parents, when Damion came up to him, "Well, let's get going. Wouldn't want to miss the train now would we your highness?" The heir beside him halted with shock, he turned to his father, "They're coming with us?!"
Lucius smiled at his only son, "Of Course, as Damion said, everything we talked about was just the beginning of things. How do you expect them to continue teaching you? Furthermore, not only are they your mentors, but your body guards as well." It only took a second for his son to register Lucius's words, "Body Guards? What do I need body guards for? And what do I tell everyone, when they ask why two strangers are following me everywhere I go?!" Lucius opened his mouth to reply, but was saved by his wife, "Draco, You know we both fear for your safety every time you're out of our sight. Plus Ameretta and Damion have the ability to become invisible and unheard to anyone they chose, like your class for example. Dumbledore and his staff have already been informed, and you'll have Severus with you."
"But……" Draco began, before being cut off again. "No time, go get on the train angel, and please be safe." His mother finished as she gave her only son a quick kiss on the forehead before waving him away. Draco sighed before heading for the train, dreading what the year was promising him.
On the train, Draco and Blaise were accompanied by an angel and demon invisible and unheard to everyone, but themselves. The four of them entered the Prefect meeting right on time. The first thing Draco noticed was that both Granger and Weasley were there as well. The heir to, in his opinion, too many things let out a soft groan. Why me? What did ever do to deserve this? He shook his head slightly before noticing everyone's eyes on him. "Yes? Is there something wrong?" he asked them, his demeanor changing into his uncrowned status of the Slytherin Ice Prince. Everyone in the room shook their head, as they returned their attention to the head boy and girl.
The meeting was over in about half an hour, thankfully Ameretta and Damion had decided not argue….too loudly… so Draco wasn't completely annoyed. Blaise had left the meeting only a few minutes before him. So he was not expecting to bump into a fuming Granger, and slightly weary Weasley. Well here goes nothing, Blaise owes me BIG time for all of this. Draco took in a breath aware of Ameretta and Damion's invisible presence, "No need to get worked up Granger. It was just a meeting." He saw Granger turn to him a bit of her fury dying as she met his stormy grey eyes with her own chocolate brown.
"Malfoy, go away! I don't want to deal with you today!" she said angrily. Draco saw his opening and took it, "Calm down sweetheart. No need to get flustered, I'm leaving. See you at dinner."
Draco watched in amusement as Granger turned from furious to downright astound and Weasley's mouth was hanging open in utter shock. He heard Ameretta and Damion laughing behind him. Well that was certainly easier than I imagined. And the looks on both their faces are completely priceless! Maybe there's still some hope for some amusement this year.
Harry Potter sat alone in his compartment, awaiting the arrival of his two best friends. He waited patiently for their bickering voices, only to be surprised as both of them entered the compartment completely silent. "What happened?" the words spilled out of his mouth before he had a chance to think. Hermione looked at him as Ron sat down beside him still silent. "Malfoy's a Prefect too. We met him in the meeting and afterwards. It was….weird… to describe at best. He apparently changed during the summer, physically anyway. Malfoy may be a ferrety git, but he's a good looking ferrety git." At those words, Ron seemed to finally snap out of his stupor, "Hermione?!"
Harry sat back in his seat, wondering what exactly went on in his absence. I wonder what Hermione meant about his appearance change, oh well. I'll see the git soon enough.