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"Months later, both women were far along in their pregnancy. Narcissa Malfoy gave birth to a healthy baby boy named Draco Lucien Malfoy in early June. Lucius welcomed the child into his arms without hesitation. Lily and James were acknowledged as married in order to give birth to a son without the hardships of him being a bastard child. In late July, Lily graciously delivered a son by the name Harry James Potter. At this time I was a little over nine years old. The Death Eater meetings started to become more frequent. Their plan was finally falling into place. I also finally learned who they were planning to raid. A small family with a father, mother, and a newborn child. They had their sights on the Potter family. I almost felt my heart stop. Potter, James Potter, was my father. The one they gave birth to me. Thankfully, Lucius was kept away from the attack. The Dark Lord knew of their connection. "

"A few more months passed and I finally had my magic in full swing at the age of ten. The raid on Godric's Hollow was to happen on October thirty-first. When the Death Eater's were informed of whom, when, and where they were planning on attacking, Lucius was held hostage in Voldemort's lair." The blonde woman took a deep breath before continuing. The potion's master reached a hand out to her knee and squeezed it comfortingly. The eldest Malfoy in the room was staring blankly at her, taking in all the information.

"October finally came and so did the night of the attack. The entire lair was empty except for Lucius chained to a wall in the dungeons. A soon as everyone left, I ran to his side with several healing potions and food. When he saw me, he spat in my direction. I lowered my hood and smiled at him. I introduced myself as I wandlessly released him from the wall. He ran to me and wrapped me tightly in his arms. After I healed the wounds on his wrists and fed him, I heard the sound of the Death Eaters arriving back in the main room. My father stood and waited for me to chain him again. I did as expected and ran out into the meeting room. It was chaos. Everyone was screaming about something or another, a few patted me on my back with condolences. One Death Eater stood and hushed the room."

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"My friends, tonight was a night of not only gain, but loss. James Potter and Lily Potter are no more!" Daralis raised a hand to her chest as air flew from her lungs.

"Alas, their son still thrives. The mere child took down our Lord. But little does the Wizarding World know he will rise again!" The Death Eater's cheered and sang. The girl stumbled away to the dungeons and relayed the news to her father. They both cried for their losses that night.

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"When I reached the age of eleven, I received my first Hogwart's letter. With the help of a house elf, all my supplies were bought and readied for me. I was going to Hogwarts. The same school I knew that had a Death Eater as a potions master, but I knew he was a spy. I knew I had to go to him for help." She said.

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The Hogwarts Express pulled up to the station and the students filed out. The booming sound a hairy man took them by surprise. Before them stood a man, maybe eight or nine feet tall, with bushy black hair and beard. He wore rags and smelled of wild animals.

"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My name is Hagrid. All first years, please follow me." He said in a deep baritone voice. Daralis grabbed her trunk and pulled in onto the cart they were instructed to before she went to join the others on a large canoe. As they sailed across the black water, a tremendous castle came into view. It stood on high cliffs of rocks and was surrounded by hills of green, thick forests. She sat quietly and watched the students around her take in the scenery. They were happy and had several friends, but she was alone and didn't even know how to say hello. They finally reached the main land again and were ushered by a woman who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall, master of Transfiguration and Head of Gryffindor house. The students walked through the Great Hall and moved into the dining area where they stood in a giant mob before the Head Table.

"The feast will begin in a moment. We first must welcome our new arrivals and complete the sorting ceremony. We will go in alphabetical order, starting with Abigail Ariath." The Transfiguration Professor explained. As called, a girl with curly black hair and fair skin stood and walked to the stool. An old, worn hat was placed upon her head. After a few seconds, the hat shouted out 'RAVENCLAW!' One of the tables flew in cheers and applause. More names were called and separated. Daralis stood waiting for her name, knowing her last name would be changed. Her blue eyes looked over the Head Table. She was shocked when her eyes locked with a man who had black hair reaching just below his ears and dark eyes.

"Severus Snape," She mumbled under her breath.

"Dara Riddle," McGonagall called out. Daralis gasped as the voice called out to her. Said girl moved through what was left of the first years and sat herself upon the wooden stool. Her whole body tensed as the sorting hat was placed upon her long hair. The hat seemed to be contemplating something.

"You are destined for greatness, young one. You have a pure heart and courage to match it, Gryffindor would suit you nicely. Ravenclaw wouldn't be a bad place either with the knowledge you hold. Hufflepuff, well not for you. You will do great things in Gryffindor." The girl began to plead with the hat for Slytherin.

"You want be placed in Slytherin? You excel in potions and your magical ability is quite high, but you're more of a Gryffindor, dear. Well, you might give it a better reputation." The hat went silent for a moment before shouting out, "SLYTHERIN!" The table at the far end began to clap and cheer, some even stomping their feet in excitement. Daralis stood from the stool and straightened her skirt before heading over to the dining table, but not without looking back at the Potions Professor. She wasn't surprised this time to find his eyes once again watching her every move. Daralis smirked as she sat down. The feast commenced as soon as the school population was done singing the Hogwarts school song. As the rest of the night moved on, they were lead to their rooms by the Potions master where he explained to them where his private quarters were in case there was an emergency, and only if there was an emergency. He left with his robes billowing behind him. The other students journeyed into their assigned dorms without a question.

Daralis wrung her hands before deciding it was now or never. She needed to see her dad. She pushed open the portrait and poked her head out. The halls were clear; most of the paintings were going to sleep as well. The blonde slipped out and sprinted down the hall, further into the dungeons. Arriving before a portrait of Salazar Slytherin, she proceeded to knock.

Inside, Severus Snape was pacing like mad. He knew it had to be her. That was not Dara Riddle, but more like Daralis Potter-Malfoy. He watched her be born. He knew it was her. But what if she didn't know who she was? How could he tell her without scaring her? And James? How could she be told her father was dead? A sudden knock at his door startled him. It was light, obviously made by a small hand.

"Oh great, another student already homesick." He hissed, scowling at the door. Pulling back on his outer robes, Snape opened the portrait door. Before him stood a slender figure with long platinum blonde hair and stunning pools of blue. She smiled sweetly up at him, and waited to be allowed in. Looking in her eyes, Severus knew there was something going on. He moved aside to allow her in. Daralis stood tall before the fire.

"What is it that you seek?" He asked, covering his pure curiosity with his normal amount of hate. She smirked at him.

"Please Severus, we both know what I want." She said. For a moment, he was wondering whether or not she truly was going to be the next Dark Lord.

"Remind me, why don't you." He replied. Daralis motioned for him to sit. Snape did as he was told, his onyx eyes not leaving her for a second. As soon as he was comfortable, Daralis smiled broadly and hopped into his lap. The action left him breathless.

"Can you call my father for me, Severus? I think it's been awhile since I've seen him." The blonde asked, a broad smile on her face. This was the little girl he once knew. The one that would cling to his leg and laugh when he tried to walk, the one who pulled his and Lily's hair, the one who made his wand disappear before she could even walk. His arms tightened around her, embracing the little girl her missed so dearly.

"We should firecall your father right away. I'm so happy to see you again, Daralis." He said, setting her down. Walking over to his fireplace, he stuck his head into the fire and called for Lucius.

At the manor, the blonde Death Eater was looking over his one year old son lovingly. Draco Lucien Malfoy, he was a little angel playing with the blocks, well more like throwing them across the floor just to go pick them up and do it again. The sound of someone calling him brought him out of his thoughts and to his feet.

"Severus?" He question.

"Yes, you old fool. Now get your arse over here. I have someone you've been dying to see." He explained before leaving the fire. Lucius called for a house elf to watch his son so he could floo to Hogwarts. He appeared from the fire looking as aristocratic as they come until his eyes met those of turquoise. His signature cane fell from his grip as he rushed to pick up the twelve year old girl. He could not only feel the warmth of her tears collecting on his shoulder, but his own flowing down his hollow cheeks as he crushed her body to his.

"Oh Merlin, Daralis. Thank you, Severus." The professor smiled before leaving the father and daughter to their little reunion.

As Severus walked down the hall, he examined his hand. When Daralis had touched him, it felt as if his body was alive. He shook his head, clearly imagining things. But then he stopped what if veela was very pronounced in her, unlike James? Then the reason would be that...Daralis had a mate and his name was none other than Severus Snape.

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"It continued like that for the next few years at Hogwarts. Every week I would meet with Professor Snape and my father would join us. Right before my sixth year, there was talk of the Dark Lord rising from his fall. I didn't understand how this could happen. Summer ended quickly and soon I was back on the Hogwarts Express. I was nervous and so excited to see my father. Over the summer, my height had shot up to its finally peak, my hair had grown down to my waist, and I finally filled out if you know what I mean. The only thing that worried me was that my eyes weren't the soft turquoise I was used to. They were ice blue that faded into a sea foam green. I didn't have anyone to tell me what happened or explain that I had a type of creature inheritance." Daralis yawned and stretched before hopping off the desk and plopping into the snarky Potions master's lap. Harry and Draco gaped at the scene while Lucius smiled warmly at the two. He knew when she was born Daralis would be a heartbreaker, but the fact that she ended up with his closest friend made him feel more comfortable. As long as they didn't mention a sex life of any kind! The two teens just weren't used to seeing their once greasy git of a professor be turned into emotional putty by one person.

"It wasn't even a month after school started that I began to experience these feelings. Every time I got too close to Severus, my body would sing for him, beg for him, and crave his touch. It was becoming too hard to control and so I went to the infirmary to make sure I wasn't under a spell or losing my mind. Madam Pomfrey was the only other person who knew of Lucius and James being my parents. She bursted out laughing after I told her my symptoms. At first I was offended, but when she calmed down she explained, in a detailed way, how my father was a veela and what I was experiencing was my body telling me who my mate was. I was a wreck. How was I supposed to tell not only my teacher, but close friend that he was my mate? Well, let's just say, I took the very Malfoy like route." Daralis explained, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly. She could feel the rumbling of Severus' chest from suppressing laughter.

"Very blunt, indeed. I was no different though. After I felt the connection in our magic, I read up a little more on veelas. It turned out I was right. It was the signaling of mates. I began to think about how I was going tell her. I thought it awkward that I was destined to be with my brother in all but blood's daughter, but how could I resist the absolute charm of a veela, let alone a Malfoy? I grew to understand why she began avoiding me. I was at least twenty years older than her, and not the most handsome man around either. I could feel it though, the pull of a veela and a mate. "Severus said, his hands wrapping Daralis tight into his embrace. The blonde rolled her eyes and placed a hand on his his cheek to make him look at her.

"You are the most handsome man I have ever met. Nothing will change that, Sev." She whispered sweetly.

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"Severus, I need to talk to you." Daralis said. At the age of seventeen, the young blonde was someone whose body demanded to be looked at. She had a tall and slender frame, skin like silk, long platinum blonde hair that always fell freely around her, a perfectly sized chest, and a pert arse. He could barely control himself from grabbing her on the spot. Severus stood from the desk in his office and offered the seat before it to her. She smiled tightly, nervous about something. He then cast a silencing charm around the room so no one could hear their discussion.

"How can I help you today, Daralis?" The Potions Professor asked. The blonde teen sighed heavily and clutched the edge of the chair. Her eyes suddenly swung up to meet with Snape's.

"You know my father is a veela. Well, as said, I am more of James than Lucius personality wise. Severus, I know this is weird and sudden and unexpected and-" The Professor's laugh cut her off.

"Dara, I already know. I was waiting until you wanted to tell me. I wasn't about to force you into anything." The veela smiled and stood from her chair. The next moment, Severus found himself a lap full of a very excited blonde. Her arms twined around his next and pulled him close.

"Merlin, I've been dying to do this." She said as she nuzzled his cheek and took a deep breath of air from the crook of his neck. Severus chuckled at the sensation.

"You do understand that I want to wait until I've graduated, right?" Severus smiled.

"I understand completely. But since we are mates, I don't think there is anything wrong with...simply kissing is there?" Snape asked, pulled his head back to look into her eyes. A wave of crimson washed over her cheeks.

"Of course not," She replied. Severus chuckled again and locked her lips with hers. It was not demanding, not passionate, but tender and sweet. Daralis whimpered as her veela instinct kicked in. Her tongue rolled over Severus' bottom lip, asking politely for entrance. Who was he to ignore this?

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"It was in early October we finally were together. I would be eighteen before that December and we decided to consummate our relationship and future marriage during the winter holidays. Unfortunately, we never made it to them." Daralis said with sigh, her right hand rubbing the top of her other hand absent mindedly.

"When we arrived here, I could feel Dolores Umbridge's presence. She was the reason I was sent back into the ranks of the Death Eaters. She called me out during class and gave me detention. I thought nothing of it; I mean she said I was going to write some lines. I didn't know exactly what she planned. When I reached her office that night, she sat me down at a desk and supplied me with a sheet of parchment and quill with a black feather." The blonde continued.

"I know that quill," said Harry, his right hand covering his left.

"It takes what you write and carves it into your skin. She had me do the same when I tried to warn everyone of Voldemort's return." He finished.

"Yea, that's definitely what it does. She told me to write the phrase 'I will obey' until in sunk in. I asked for ink and she laugh and said I wouldn't need it. So, I wrote it once, then twice, but when I started on my third line my left hand felt as if it were on fire. I watched in complete horror as the same elegant script was etched into my hand." Severus reached for her left hand and stared at the word shaped scars that once split her skin open.

"It's humiliating, isn't it? She had me write ' I must not tell lies'. Then she had me write 'I will not break rules' and it appeared on my left hand. Every time I see her, or hear of her, it's like the scar it mocking me." Harry explained. The raven felt Draco pull his hand into his over to him. The blonde teen's fingers traced the scar in shock.

"I've heard of a blood quill, but I never thought a teacher would stoop as low as that to use one." The young Malfoy said absentmindedly.

"I had never felt something so painful in my life. It wasn't even the pain of the words tearing into my skin, it was what it said. She knew how I would react to the word obey. I dropped the quill and stood. I said good night and left. But, I didn't know what was waiting for me. I didn't know that was the last day I would see my mate. I didn't know that my freedom would end that night. Umbridge doesn't work for the ministry; she works for the Dark Lord. She informed them of my progress as a veela, that I had found my mate and I was learning how to control the advancement of my powers. They were all too eager to bring me back and train me to be brought up as the next Lord Voldemort. But, they didn't know that I would use the training to my advantage." Daralis paused and pulled her wand from the holster on her thigh.

"During my time there, I wasn't allowed to hold my wand as I do here. I would walk into a windowless room and a Death Eater would follow me in. He locked the door and charmed it so I couldn't get out unless he let me. Then he would give me my wand. We trained for hours with new spells, hexes, curses, charms, transfigurations and dueling one another. He would then bring in several people at a time and I would have to duel them as well. They taught me more advanced potions. Without them knowing, I placed several blocks on my magic both with spells and charmed accessories. I didn't want them to see the increase in my magic. I wanted to grow as strong as I could until I knew I could escape and I made that decision last night. I wanted my family and freedom back. I knew Voldemort kept my wand with his most trusted Death Eaters, so I singled them out one at a time. I never knew all the wandless magic I was forced to do would come in handy. I took out each in every one of them effortlessly. When I came to the last one, I wasn't surprised to see Bellatrix Lestrange was entrusted with my wand. I felt so sadistic as I laughed at her. She was just lying there, staring blankly at the wall with death glossed eyes. I took my wand and ran. Nothing could stop me from coming here and it appears nothing did." Daralis smiled as she snuggled into Severus' arms. The Potions master had a ghost of a smile play at his lips before the headmaster cleared his throat. All the men in the room turned their attention to the man.

"It seems as though it is time to remove some of those blocks, don't you think so Daralis?" Said blonde stood and stretched, clearly irritated she would have to move.

"I suppose so. I believe the objects should go first, right?" Albus nodded and held out his hand. Daralis placed her hand in his and braced herself. On her right ring finger was a simple white gold band with scratches from age. Dumbledore tapped the tip of his wand against its surface only to recoil as a bright light surrounded it. The female Malfoy felt a heart wrenching scream rip from her throat as the ring pried itself from her finger. As quick as it happened, it stopped. The band fell to marble floor with a resounding metallic clink. Daralis swayed but was steadied by Severus' firm hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you." Snape nodded and backed away. Daralis smirked; she could already feel the rush of her powers flowing through her veins.

"Oh, the next one, please Albus?" The eldest wizard smiled as she stuck out her wrist. Once again, he tapped his wand against the small links of her silver bracelet. This time, the piece of jewelry burned away at the touch. Daralis hissed at the feel of the burning metal against her flesh. Lucius held back Severus, who was trying his best not tear the damned bracelet from her wrist. As the last link burned away, the blonde woman laughed.

"One more, Albus. Only one more!" He nodded as she sat on his desk once again, but this time laid back. Dumbledore placed his hand on her lower abdomen. A vicious growl sounded from a certain Professor's throat. Daralis laughed. Rolling her eyes, she supported her weight on her elbows and motioned for Severus to come close. Harry was in awe. The magical aura coming from her was practically pulsing around the room. He glanced over to Draco to see the young Malfoy staring at her, expressionless.

"Hold my hand, Sev. Watch him; he's not going to do anything that will purposely hurt me." Snape nodded, but stood firmly at her side. Albus dug his fingertips into her stomach before chanting a string of words in Latin.

"Solvo is mulier ex suus vinculum of veneficus. Solvo suus animus ex suus entrapment." Daralis' back arched against the wood of the desk as white searing pain danced up her spine. Another scream bubbled from her throat as she squeezed her mate's hand. Severus swore he could feel the bones cracking in his hand from her grip. It felt like her kidney was being torn from her body, slowly and roughly. A bright light encompassed her body, blinding everyone in the room. Harry pulled his robe over his eyes. Draco turned to bury his face into the crook his arm. Lucius did the same and Severus gripped his mate's hand while screwing his eyes shut.

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