Chapter 1 Draco
03 JUNE 1980 RAF LYNEHAM, WILTSHIRE ENGLAND2000 local time
Samantha and Jonathan walked swiftly through the entrance to RAF Lyneham. They had arrived at the base the previous night, Samantha from the University of Manchester where she was a postgraduate student at the school of physics and astronomy and Jonathan from somewhere in the Soviet Union where his special ops unit just was.
He had decided, after Samantha had graduated from Hogwarts and entered the university, to join the American Air Force like his muggle grandfather Liam O'Neill. His mother, although a muggle-born, had wanted nothing to do with her father. That didn't stop her son from enlisting as Jonathan O'Neill. He had been quickly recruited for an England based black ops squadron because he had obtained a bachelor's degree in astronomy while he himself was at Hogwarts, and he was extremely talented at stealth. He was also dubbed the "luckiest bastard in the world" by his drill instructor in boot camp. Something about his ability to avoid injury, no matter how hard the sadistic nut-job tried. The name stuck so well that LBW quickly became his call sign.
Samantha had also attended undergraduate studies while in her last four years of Hogwarts. They had both been home-schooled before Hogwarts and during the summer holidays, and had taken the muggle SCE at 15 and 16 years old. They then used family time turners to study Muggle Astronomy. While Jonathan had been satisfied with Astronomy, and with fulfilling his Ravenclaw warrior line duties (which he would have until his first child was born, then his duties would fall to his younger brother) as a soldier in some form of military, Samantha wanted to pursue the deeper Astro-Physics. He chose Airman in the US Air force because his mundane grandfather was his personal hero. James O'Neill had flown B52s in the Army Air Corps during World War 2, one of the few with a wizard in his crew, Lord Richard Ravenclaw, who had joined the RAF when Germany invaded Poland, and was Jonathans other grandfather.
Samantha could not join the American military because the Oath to the service would be negated when she became Lady Griffindor, so she was settling for becoming Doctor Samantha Carter-O'Neill, PhD. They planned to have a Muggle marriage ceremony after her graduation, as the Air Force did not recognize their previous ceremony. To Lady Griffindor's abject horror, they had decided to wait to have children until after the second wedding. Samantha's theory was her hands would be full with the new Malfoy heir and her thesis to add another child to the mix, and at 17 she had plenty of time to produce an heir herself. A few kilometers from the RAF base, the pair stepped behind a tree and apparated to the gates of Malfoy Manor, a gift to Lucius Malfoy from his lord and Master Voldemort.
Suddenly the gate opened and Lucius, the disgraced son of Lord Malfoy, emerged dragging his very pregnant and nearly hysterical wife, Narcissa, behind him. He silently sneered at the other couple before attempting to calm his wife, "Cissa, we can have other children, an Heir fitting the Dark Lord." Unfortunately, this only made the poor woman cry harder. He shot one last look of loathing at Samantha and Jonathan then stormed back through the gates. Narcissa gained some composure as they clanged shut.
Since the pregnant woman could not safely apparate, Samantha called the Knight Bus. She led the older woman to a bed as Jonathan gave their destination to the conductor and paid him. Several harrowing stops and terrifying near misses later, the now nauseous party of three stumbled up the pathway to Griffindor Hall, about a mile outside of Godric's Hollow. Until the wards were passed, this castle was hidden to any not descended from or married to the Griffindor line. Griffindor Hall looked just like Hogwarts, only smaller and without the extra enchantments.
Another difference between Hogwarts and Griffindor Hall is that the Hall is a proper medieval castle. The knight bus had dropped them off about ten feet from the draw bridge that spanned a forty foot wide functioning moat. To the outside world, the moat is empty and grassy and all that stands of the castle itself is the draw bridge and outer bailey. Samantha smirked when Narcissa gasped as the rest of the castle suddenly appeared once they had passed through the barbican. She had had to hold the older woman's arm so that the redirection wards wouldn't convince her that the ruins were dangerous and about to crumble.
One of the things that set the Most Ancient Most Noble house of Griffindor apart from the rest of the wizarding world is their choice of servants. While the other families were using House Elves as indentured slaves, Griffindor had a colony of True Elves, whom they paid with money, food and protection. These elves have their own magic and for some inexplicable reason loved to clean. These Elves could also marry within the Magical community and be disguised as human. In fact, Samantha's cousin, Crispin Granger, her father's nephew, had met and married a woman from the village who was one quarter Elf. They had a daughter now and were happily ensconced in the mundane world as dentists. With her elfish blood so diluted, Cwenberg Granger nee Brightmore only retained her ancestor's affinity for painless healing. Crispin had been born in the United States, a half-blood wizard; he had been educated at home and kept in the mundane schools.
It was one of these Elves who opened the door for the trio. She gave no notice to Narcissa except to gesture for the woman's cloak. Samantha led Narcissa to the Great hall, where Lady Griffindor was entertaining guests, including the new Lord Potter, James and his pregnant wife Lilly, and the young Earl Sirius Black. Narcissa was seated next to her cousin as Samantha and Jonathan took the open seats to the right of Lady and Lord Griffindor respectively. Dinner was uncharacteristically quiet as the party regarded the young mother to be with distrust. Narcissa excused herself and was taken to her rooms on the second floor, where she broke down in fresh tears.
05 JUNE 1980 GRIFFINDOR HALL, GODRIC'S HOLLOW, ENGLAND0200 local time
Narcissa Malfoy screamed as another contraction rocked her abdomen. This was her fourth contraction in twenty minutes, but her first scream, and she was determined that it would be her only scream. A sudden cease of movement from her usually overactive child had woken her five hours previously. The contractions starting an hour after that, and Narcissa had notified Gwendolyn Villon, the housekeeper and head Elf.
At first it had just been the two of them in the room, monitoring the contractions, but as they increased so did the number of beings in the room. Lord Abraxus Malfoy, who had arrived in the early afternoon on the previous day, was pacing just outside her chamber door. He had been notified by one of the Elves three hours into Narcissa's labor. She understood why he was so impatient, but the sound of his pacing was driving her crazy.
Samantha had joined her at the beginning of the fourth hour and convinced her to lie down on the bed. Elfish midwives were better than wizard or mundane because they didn't need potions or medicines to ease their patient's pain, and once she lay down Narcissa's labor went much more smoothly, with Draco Lucius Abraxus Malfoy making his bloody debut at 0230 on June the fifth, nineteen hundred and eighty. Narcissa cried once more as Gwendolyn placed the now clean, no longer screaming boy in her arms. She looked into his lake blue eyes and realized that they would pale to look like hers.
Narcissa was allowed ten weeks to recover and spend with her son before Abraxus took her back to Malfoy Manor. During this time, Lilly Potter had given birth to a son of her own, Harry. Both boys were presented to Lady Griffindor and Queen Elizabeth in a private ceremony on August fourth. By the time Narcissa left, she had grown to like Samantha Griffindor and that was something that had to be hidden from Lucius and Voldemort. She had also been given permission to write to Draco beginning on his fifth birthday, a privilege that could be revoked if the letters contain anything about Blood Purity being important. Narcissa didn't find this a problem because she secretly didn't give a tinker's damn about blood status.