A/N: Okay I'm really really really really really really really sorry for the….kinda long….delay!! I've been really busy with school work and the such and my dance classes have started up again (hip hop for anyone who cares). So updates may be slower in coming in the near future…sorry in advance…enjoy
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Draco's POV
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I stared at the door the kept me from Harry and felt my heart break into pieces. Holding back tears I ran down the hall and made a sharp left, almost running into Severus in the process.
"Draco," He gripped my shoulders as I almost fell backwards after stopping so quickly, "what happened?"
I buried my head into his midnight black robes and sobbed. He collected me into an awkward hug as I cried over the raven-haired boy that had rejected my love. "I want to go home." I cried but I doubted that the man had heard me.
"Pansy, if you have no reason for being here then I suggest you leave." My godfather suddenly said and I winced at the name.
"But I do have a reason." The high pitched annoying voice came. "I was checking to make sure that Draco was okay."
"And how did you come to learn about his predicament?" He snarled.
"The whole house could hear him crying." I almost risked coming out of the protection of Severus's arms. I hadn't started crying loudly until I had my face buried into the man's chest so no one could hear me except for my godfather.
"I don't think that's true Pansy." The man reprimanded. "Draco didn't start crying vocally until he reached me. Before that I heard absolutely nothing and I was just down the hall."
I peeked out of the folds of Severus's cloak and watched as the black haired girl disappeared down the stairs. "I have a feeling that she has something to do with all this." He said, his voice flat.
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"Hand me the diced flobberworm." Severus ordered me as the two of us worked on Veritaserum in his potions lab. I eyed the jar with disgust as I passed it to the Potions Master.
"How much longer is this going to take?" I asked as I tried to avoid the fumes coming out of the silver cauldron.
"We're lucky I already had a batch started, otherwise it would take a month to finish." He said, adding a few more diced flobberworms.
"Okay," I drawled, "but how much longer?"
"About a week." He replied and I sighed. I didn't think that I could wait a week without being with Harry. He was the only thing keeping Pansy away from me and now that she had messed that up I was screwed. Don't get me wrong though, that's not the only reason I like him. I also love his messy black hair which was just starting to grow, his pink lips that looked as soft as silk, and his emerald eyes that reminded me of grassy fields.
Just thinking about him sent me off into daydreams and soon I was being pulled back into reality as the dark Potion's Master started pulling me out of the room by my arm. "What the hell?" I pulled my arm away and leaned against the wall outside the lab.
"I'm sorry," he said in a sickly sweet voice, "did you want to stay shut in there and die from the poisonous fumes?"
I grumbled unintelligibly and stomped down the hall, passing Hermione as I went. "Draco, wait up!" She called and I turned around. "Are you okay?" She paused and looked me over. "Of course you're not okay. That's the second time I've done that."
"Second time?" I asked, perking up immediately.
She nodded and looked around, searching for eavesdroppers. "He doesn't want you to know this but Griffith really didn't want to break up with you." She looked around again. "But you didn't hear it from me."
I just nodded confusedly and went up to my room.
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Hours turned to days which in turn turned to a week. Harry avoided me at any means possible. Hermione tried to comfort me, telling me that eventually the whole thing would blow over and we'd get back together but if anything her words made the hurt worse.
Finally Severus was done with the potion and we put two doses in separate bottles. One for Harry, the other for the vile wretch that had torn us apart.
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That night before dinner I gave Harry's dose to Hermione, with her promise that she would get him to the library before the potion wore off, then took a deep breath and went to sit next to Pansy.
It wasn't hard to slip the clear potion into her drink as she fawned over my hair. The next time she took a drink her eyes glazed over and I stood up. "Father," I announced, "Pansy and I are heading to the library. We'll see you later."
"Don't forget we're finally going familiar shopping in the morning. Don't stay out too late or we're leaving without you." Voldemort warned as we reached the doors. I nodded my understanding and pushed open the double doors.
"Why are we going to the library, Drakie?" Pansy whined. "You know I hate books."
"I have something…special, waiting for you there." I told her, hoping that Hermione would hurry up with Harry. The less time I had to spend alone with his twin the better. "Close your eyes, Pansy." I told her as we neared the library. "It's a surprise."
She squealed and slapped her hands over her eyes. I waved a hand in front of her face a few times to make sure she wasn't peeking and took her hand, swearing to myself that I would wash it in boiling water later. We entered the library and I sighed in relief when I saw the two chairs with ropes set up in the far corner of the large room, away from prying eyes.
Not five minutes after I had Pansy tied up Hermione showed up with Harry, who was following her willingly. I raised an eyebrow in her direction. "I promised him he'd be able to see you and he didn't put up a fight."
The second rope was vanished and Harry sat down in a chair far away from his sister. "Does he know why he's here?" I whispered to Hermione and she shook her head. I cleared my throat and looked directly at Harry, avoiding Pansy completely. "Why'd you break up with me?" No matter how many other, more subtle, ways I had planned to ask the question when I got up in front of him it just came out.
"Pansy told me to." He said, his voice bordering on monotone.
I turned to Pansy. "Why did you tell him to do that? You knew that I'd never like you."
She shrugged. "Because I wanted you all to myself on the off chance that you would end up liking me because there was no one else to turn to." She sneered as her eyes fell on Hermione. "Well, except for the Mudblood but you'd never dirty your bloodline with filth like her."
Just then Voldemort decided to stop by to see what we were up to and heard Pansy's comment. His eyes became a dark red as he stared at her in anger. "What was that?" He roared in a quiet voice, which just made it all the scarier.
Pansy shrugged again. "I said that Drakie would never dirty his bloodlines with Mudblood filth like Granger. I mean, I had to burn my robes after I got her hair on them."
Voldemort froze. "You got her hair on you?" Pansy nodded. "When was this?"
"I don't know, a few months before graduation." She said nonchalantly. I could tell by the look in her eyes that the potion was starting to wear off.
Without a word Voldemort swept from the room, his robes billowing out behind him in a very Severus-like fashion. I stared at Hermione who looked from me to Harry who was staring at Pansy in distaste.
"What just happened?" I asked no one in particular and everyone shrugged, except for Pansy who was still tied up. "Well, I suppose there's only one more question to ask before the potion wears off." I turned to Harry. "Do you still want to go out with me?"
Green eyes stared into mine as there was a long, drawn out silence. "Yes!" He finally burst out, jumping up and landing in my arms, hugging me tightly to his body. "Yes, yes." He kept muttering under his breath as I hugged him back.
"Now that this is all settled why don't we go up to my room?" Hermione suggested and I nodded to her over Harry's shoulder.
"Okay," the raven-haired boy said, "but we'll have to stop in my room first. Topaz has been dying to see you."
The three of us left the library and travelled up to the upper levels of the Manor. As soon as Harry opened his bedroom door I was attacked by a small ball of gold. "I missed you too Topaz." I laughed as the Golden Snitch snuggled into my cheek.
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The next morning Harry woke me up early by jumping onto my bed announcing that it was time to go shopping. Before I could even register where I was I found myself out of bed and in front of the bathroom door. "You shower while I go get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs." Harry ordered jovially as he practically skipped out of the room.
Downstairs I found everyone waiting for me, Pansy still in a huff for us leaving her in the library yesterday.
"Before we leave I have a very important announcement to make." Voldemort said and we all turned our heads to the pale man. "I consulted with Severus about something that I happened to stumble across yesterday and we came to the conclusion that Pansy is not, in fact, Griffith's twin.
"When Severus had gone to get hair from her, to avoid talking to the horrid girl," he said as if she were not in the room, "he accidentally got a strand of Hermione's hair that had gotten on Pansy's robes in the event of a recent scuffle."
"But that doesn't explain how Pansy looks so much like the baby in the photo and Hermione doesn't." Harry piped up, his hand gripping mine.
"You are correct, my dear son." Voldemort said. "From the moment I had met this brilliant young witch I detected a sort of," he struggled for the right word, "magical signature, around her. I decided that it wasn't my business what she was doing with herself and decided not to mention it.
"As it turns out, Dumbledore had not given Selena to a neutral family but placed a look alike baby in her place. Selena actually was taken to a Muggle family and was told to be raised as any normal Muggle girl. The magical signature I detected is actually a particularly strong Glamour Charm which was placed on her at birth by the old coot."
He suddenly waved his hand and in Hermione's spot stood a girl about the same height with long, wavy black hair and stunning blue eyes that almost seemed to freeze you in place as they studied you. Her complexion was pale and perfect, just like Voldemort's and her eyelashes had thickened to look like Harry's.
"I'm sorry Pansy, but having witnessed everything you have in the past weeks you will have to be killed. I never liked you anyway." Severus said, stepping forward.
"Please, sir, if I could do the honors?" Harry stepped foreword shyly, slipping his hand from mine.
Severus looked shocked at the suggestion but stepped back and motioned the boy onward. "This is for all the pain you've caused me in the past years, especially the past week." He lifted his wand and with a flash of bright light the girl disappeared, a pile of ash in her place.
"Griffith," Voldemort said quietly. "I assumed wrong when I said both you and your twin have both Light and Dark magic." Harry, Hermione, and I turned to the red-eyed man. "You have White magic. It's even rarer. I thought that everyone who had it had died. Do you know how amazing this is?"
Both Harry and I turned to look at Hermione. She cleared her throat. "White magic is the combination of Light and Dark magic plus a little something else." Her voice was higher and more melodic now after her glamour had been dropped and I was surprised. I had never heard of a glamour being so strong that it changed the voice of the person. "No one has been able to figure out what makes the ones who can do White magic so much more special but every once in a while there is a White witch or wizard born." She froze. "But it used to be more common in twins."
"Can you teach us how to use it?" Harry asked, his eyes wide in wonder at his new found power.
"I'm afraid there is nothing to teach. To those who have it, White magic comes naturally, at first with strong emotions, as we all just witnessed, then later at will."
Harry and Hermione stared at each other as I snaked my hand into my lover's. He looked at me and smiled. "Shall we go shopping now?"
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A/n: Next chapter the three get their familiars!!
