Chapter 3: File

Draco sat in his room, school would be starting in the next few weeks and no doubt Potter and Hessa would be running around together. There was a knock on the door, "come in."

Lucius walked through, "so, did you do as I ask, hide and all?"

"Yes, but I don't think they believed me."

"Doesn't matter, they can't prove anything anyway," his father's arrogance always amused him, mainly because he had the same air about himself. "There is one matter I would like to discuss with you."

"And what is that father?"

"The fact that you were hiding the Ollivander girl," Lucius watched as his son sat stone-faced, but there was alarm in his eyes. "You really must learn to mask your emotions better, Draco, I can read panic in your eyes. Did you think I wouldn't notice, I was nearly on top of her, if you had been anyone else you would have been dead."

"I realize that, father."

"Then why did you hide her from me?"

"I wanted to instill trust in her, isn't Ollivander precious to us and we haven't been getting on his good side lately. She'll most likely tell him that I hid her and tensions will be broken," he was such a damned good liar and his father knew it to.

"I have to give you credit, Draco, that was a very good lie…and it may have worked if I hadn't been observing you all this time. You like her."

"Father…"

"Don't bother. Ever since you were a child you've always liked her, wanted her. That's why you've always gone out of your way to bully her…kicked her chair to get some kind of attention."

"Why should it matter, she's a muggle."

"A crossbreed." Draco looked at his father with confusion, since when did he change his mind about Hessa? "I have come across some interesting information on the girl, she proved herself to be either foolish or brave. And let's be realistic, she is quite a beautiful girl, perhaps a few more visits to Ollivander's shop would be beneficial to you and me."

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Lucius gained access to the girl's file, everyone had a price after all. He sat back in his office and read it:

File # 100987

Hessa Ollivander

Age:3 weeks

Appeared on Ollivander's doorstep. Girl had unusual blue eyes with black rims around them. Highly responsive to all noise, tests show that she is not a witch, but a muggle. Yet, shows high intelligence and sensitivity to her environment, is aware of good and bad magic, unusual reactions to it as well. Asked Ollivander to bring her in for further testing when she is old enough, he agreed.

Age: 5

Hessa has shown progress and seems to have a deep knowledge of herbs already, no doubt because Ollivander has exposed her to many things already, but she absorbs knowledge rather quickly and has an uncanny ability to understand how things work and can point out problems even before they occur.

Age: 8

We are excited that Hessa has shown extreme progress, her empathy has grown and must be controlled because she has a hard time being in public. Yet she has shown a new ability, by accident, a shelf almost fell on the little girl that wasn't securely fastened to the wall, but Hessa seemed to repel it off of her before it even hit.

This file suddenly had Lucius' full attention.

Age: 11

Yet another gift revealed itself today, Hessa can protect herself psychically. One of the co-workers was out of line and got into an argument with Mr. Ollivander. Hessa didn't like it and felt the man was being threatening, she glared at him and suddenly the man developed headaches that were extremely painful, he became paranoid and wouldn't move. It took us a few hours just to get him calmed down, but he knew that it was coming from Hessa.

Age: 13

Hessa now has certain reactions to magic, there are some spells she can literally void out. They have no power, but the only downside is that they must be said, she cannot seem to protect herself against wandless magic, but we hope that will change. Though she cannot do full magic herself, she can perform simple spells. Where did this little girl come from? The biological parents are not known and there is no way to determine her origin, although Hessa seems to be from England, she is an enigma.

Yes, where did this little girl come from? Lucius read on about her education, her unusual looks, the dark hair with almost purplish highlights, yet they could not find another like her yet. The only thing the Ministry could come up with, was that the girl was either the next evolutionary step for muggles, or some kind of new species of human in general, something between a magical creature and a muggle, a hybrid. They were also curious about the outcomes if she were to have offspring by a wizard, would they be more powerful, less powerful? Lucius was betting on more powerful, he could tell good stock when he saw it.

He put his hand to his temple as if deep in thought, "interesting, yes, we will have to pay you a visit Ms. Ollivander." Yes, Lucius did enjoy rarities, rarities were valuable. And what was wrong with observing the girl while her father was still out of town?

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Hessa was sitting and reading in her father's shop, it was a slow day and she was grateful for it. It gave her time to catch up on a book that Hermione leant her, it was almost time to close the shop, Harry had stopped by about a million times and that was before he brought her lunch. The doorbell rang; Hessa looked up to find to her disappointment that it was the Malfoys.

"Oh, hello," she said nervously.

"Well hello, Ms. Ollivander, how are you?" Lucius did a chilling smile that made Hessa even more nervous, and suddenly preferred that he frown again.

"I'm…fine?" what was going on?

Draco even looked at his father oddly; he was never nice to Hessa. Whatever he read in that file he 'obtained' must have interested him greatly.

"Is there something I can help you with?" she looked at Mr. Malfoy with great curiosity, he normally wouldn't come in there unless her father was available, mainly because he felt she was too 'incompetent' to do anything.

"I'm looking at a nice accessory for my son's wand, for his birthday. Do you have anything fairly new?"

"Yes, uh…we just got some new items in. I'll get them for you," what the hell was this? She mumbled to herself how strange this all was and brought out the items, but the senior Malfoy was out of sight for just a moment, until he crept up on her.

"I'm sorry, I was looking at something," he drawled, it caused her to jump slightly and squeal.

"Sorry, I…you're good at, you're just quiet," Hessa looked down nervously. Draco smiled, he knew what his father was doing…letting the girl know how close he could get to her without her knowing, intimidating her slightly with his politeness so she would be forced to be submissive. It was a very passive-aggressive type of move that he had yet to master. "Uh, Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing?"

Lucius was going behind the counter and looking at some other rare objects, "I'm just looking dear."

Dear?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy but you'll have to stay in front of the counter, I can bring these out to you," Hessa then noticed that Draco was right behind her. "Draco…"

The bell rang again…it was Harry. He looked to find the two Malfoys practically cornering Hessa, "hello, Hessa." It was a cheerful, yet dangerous tone.

"Potter," Draco hissed.

"Harry," Hessa was so glad to see him.

"Purchasing anything?" Harry narrowed his eyes, he didn't trust the Malfoys.

"Not at the moment, good day, Ms. Ollivander," Lucius narrowed his eyes at Harry as if he could kill him as did Draco, they left immediately.

He turned to Hessa, "what was THAT?"

"Weird," she said quietly.

"More than weird, they were practically cornering you. I knew I should have stayed here and from now on, whenever you work, I am."

"Harry, you don't want to spend the rest of your vacation acting like my bodyguard. Besides, they were just being themselves, Mr. Malfoy has always tried to get behind the counter to see some of the rarer objects that my father has, he's greedy."

"I don't care, it just didn't look right to me."

"Alright, you're stubborn anyway."

"Yes, I am."

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Draco was filled in on her gifts, "they sound familiar though."

"To me also, it's time to do some research. It is funny how no one seems to bother to look into the past for answers. They just ASSUME that what she is, is something automatically new, I doubt it though."

"Where should we start?"

"Here, read this," Lucius handed Draco the book called 'Magical Women, the History of Mythical Feminine Figures.' "I will read these others, look for her characteristics first and then demeanor. The girl has a very cat-like walk and tends to get men's attention very easy." His son shot his head up, causing Lucius to chuckle slightly, "don't think you're the only boy who's noticed her, Draco. Even your pure-blood friends talk of her, and she's already getting looks from older men, why do you think Mr. Ollivander is so protective over his daughter?"

"You don't think he's….," Draco screwed up his face.

"Oh, no…I doubt that man has a sex drive at all. The man truly does care for his adopted daughter. Now. Read."

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The year went on and Harry would make every attempt to see Hessa as often as possible. When they were alone, his kissing became more and more passionate and his breath heavier. They lined her neck aggressively and he started to want to be more and more physical. What was it about Hessa? When he was away from her, he could barely stand it, and when he was with her, he could barely control himself. Harry even found himself becoming possessive at times and it wasn't like him at all. And at one point, when they were making out, things almost got out of hand…

They were making out again, her father wasn't home and she wasn't even supposed to have boys in the house while he was gone, much less in her room. They laid down on her bed and were going at it passionately, then Harry started to go up her shirt and massage her breasts, she let him do that and then he wanted more. She felt his hard length which she liked, but his hand was trying to pull off her underwear, Hessa didn't feel comfortable with that just yet and tried to stop him, but his hand became more forceful. His fingers finally entangled with hers, bringing it up and pinning it above her head…he…he was trying to force this?

"Harry…."

He planted his mouth over hers, as his hand reached down her panties and felt her wetness, she squirmed. Hessa wanted him, he could tell, but then he could feel her panic and did his best to calm her down, "Hessa…"

"Harry, please, I'm not ready."

Harry wasn't responding, and in fact was now using parcel mouth on her. Though snakes could understand it, it could be hypnotic to people and she started to relax. His face was dark with lust, his hands starting to take off her underwear, but Hessa still resisted and as she shot up to stop him, his hand forced itself around her neck and shoved her down. She squealed in pain and that was when he stopped…WHAT WAS HE DOING?

"Oh Gods, Hessa…," he kissed her forehead and face, this feeling of guilt went through him, was he about to do what he thought he was about to do? "Hessa…?"

She looked at him stunned for a second and then started to sit back up, "Harry…you've never done that."

"I know, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"No, you just scared me a little."

"I'm sorry," Harry put his arms around her. They were just exploring each other and it nearly turned into something it shouldn't have. All of a sudden, he just had this overwhelming desire to mate with her and he didn't care how he did it either, that was the scary part. "I'd better take a cold shower," Harry stood up to go to the bathroom.

"Did you want me to…"

"NO, no…you'd better stay put. I have a feeling if you joined me, that…I might take something," he sighed in frustration and marched into her bathroom, though she could have sworn she heard groaning.

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Later on that year, the Tri-Wizard Tournament took place and when Harry said that Voldemort had come back, she stood by him. There was much gossip for and against the boy, but her father believed him, though he wouldn't dare enter any conversations stating one way or another. Everyone knew they were dating though and Draco Malfoy made a point to 'stop by' and let her know what a loon he though her boyfriend was.

"Do you REALLY need to be going out with a nutcase, Hessa?"

"I believe him, he wouldn't lie about something like that!"

"Why not, he loves attention."

"No he doesn't, he's not like you."

"And what do you mean by that!"

"You're always trying to get attention, always trying to be better than everyone else and all you do is whine. Harry doesn't have to do that, he's a good person."

Draco looked livid, it was then he decided to more of a man, his father was complaining recently that he whined too much, perhaps he did, perhaps it was time to make a change, "fine."

"Fine, what?"

"Just fine," and he walked off, leaving Hessa confused.