CHAPTER THREE

TWO YEARS LATER

Lyra woke up disoriented. She looked around the room she was in and frowned. Why would she dream about the day she first met the Malfoy? Sighing, she closed her eyes. She will stay under her covers until Dobby appeared in her bedroom, -and wasn't that an awesome thing to say?- even after two years she still marveled with the fact she finally had a true bedroom just for herself, to wake her up. A lot of thing had changed in her way of life since that morning in Gringotts, she was content with it all, even more now that the young girl had finally received her Hogwarts letter. In a month and some days she would see the castle's magnificence for herself, she would be lying if she said she wasn't eager for that day.

- Mistress Lyra needs to get up, breakfast will be served in half an hour. Does Mistress Lyra needs something? Asked Dobby with his high-pitched voice, cutting her out of her thought.

- No, nothing, thank you Dobby, she watched with amusement as his big eyes watered and he gave her a delighted smile for her thank you".

Lyra had gotten used to the sight of a house-elf, it wasn't the strangest thing out there after all, but the first time she had seen one, she had been stunned by their appearance. Dobby was 3 feet tall with bat-like pointed ears, tennis-ball-like green eyes and a pencil-like nose wearing only a pillowcase for clothes. Yes that truly was a strange sight.

Compared to the rest of the Malfoy family who did not care for mark of thankfulness for their house-elfs, Lyra believed they should be treated better. Even if she put aside the fact they reminded her of herself during her stay with the Dursley, they could make great allies, because who could be suspicious of a little innocent house-elf? Wizards tended to forget their usefulness and the power they had in their hands, but not Lyra.

The young girl got up from her queen size bed and went to her bathroom's door while Dobby opened the curtains and remade her bed. When she entered, she began her morning routine. After brushing her long pitch black hair a colour she apparently received from her father she looked in the mirror, she decided she looked decent enough and went back in her room knowing Dobby would already have left. She rummaging in her wardrobe and got out a deep green dress with silver pattern not too official but not too casual.

When Lyra was dressed, she made her way to the Little Dining room, if anything could be called "little" here. Upon entering it, she was greeted with the habitual sight of blond haired people. She always wondered where Narcissa got her blond hair knowing all her family had dark hair, the wonder of genetics.

- Hello everyone.

- Hello Lyra dear and happy birthday to you, now come sit and start eating, today is going to be a busy day, Narcissa told her with a little smile and she did as told with her own smile.

Narcissa could pass as a truly cold women, but she truly was a family woman, if you were to pass her cold exterior you could began to see a caring and loving woman. Of course not everyone could be included in her small family circle.

- Hello Lyra, happy birthday to you, said Lucius when he looked up from the newspaper she nodded her thanks as she slowly ate.

Lucius still had this calculating look whenever he was looking at her, but he had slowly opened himself to her as time came to pass, a family bond had begun to stretch between them, it wasn't like he considered her the daughter he never had but more like some distant uncle-niece relation.

Draco was a different story altogether, after a little time and some discussions, he had taken a liking to her quite easily. At first, he put his pureblood mask while dealing with her, but he was still a child that loved to have someone his age around so in not even a matter of days, he named her his favorite cousin. Smiling fondly at the memory, she listening him going on about their trip to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies and Gringotts to take their heir rings now that she was finally eleven. The Malfoy couple had decided they would do everything in one go, even if Draco was born on July, they would wait until Lyra's birthday before going to Gringotts to retrieve their right together.

Flooing really wasn't Lyra's favorite way of travel, not as disturbing as side along apparition, but she never managed to land as gracefully as her new family, she always stumbled slightly in her landing. The young girl gave Draco a glare at the smirk he sent her way and followed the older Malfoy as they walked through the Leaky Cauldron with sneer on their faces.

Their first stop was Gringotts, after that the would start shopping. In the entrance hall they parted, Narcissa as Lyra magical guardian accompanied her to see Nagnok while Lucius and Draco went to meet whoever was the Malfoy account manager.

- Greetings Mister Nagnok, siad Lyra as she took place in one of the chair in front of his desk while Narcissa took the remaining one as she nodded to him in greeting.

- Greeting Miss Potter, Mrs Malfoy. As you know, today you can legally take your heir rings, here they are, he put three boxes made of silver in front of her. Wile you are the heiress of five houses, the Peverell's and Gryffidor's lines were merged with the Potter one some decades ago since there was no other descendants, and the Gaunt had been unfit to claim in any way the Peverell lordship. Please proceed.

Lyra opened the first box to the left and found a silver signet ring with an emerald on the top, on the inside their was something she could not read, it was probably written in some European eastern language since the Grindelwald where from there. Since it was from her mother's line, she took the ring and put it on her left hand's middle finger. She sensed the magic of the ring wash over her and decide if she was worthy of it or not, when it settled she guessed it had accepted her. She did the same thing with the two remaining boxes. The Potter's ring, which was made in a pale black nearly dark gray metal with a ruby with the motto "The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death", was now residing in her right hand's middle finger and the Black one, made with a pure black metal with a pale grey stone and had the family motto on the inside: "Toujours pur", was on her right hand's third finger as it was from her father side. She felt the magic of the two of them judge her and accept her as their heiress.

- Congratulation on being deemed worthy of your houses, Heiress Potter-Black-Grindelwald. The last time we met you asked of me something that could permit you to take money from your vault without having come here, I have here a pouch that is spelled to open for you and only you, no one can touch it or steal it.

She took the dark green pouch he handed her and thanked him for his time before Narcissa and her saw themselves out and met the Malfoy males were they had parted before.

The four of them made their way to Ollivander's Wand Shop since Draco could barely wait to finally have his own wand, while he and Lyra had been able to use Lucius' and Narcissa's to make some small magic it wasn't the same thing as having your own. The shop was narrow and shabby with only one spindly chair in the corner, there were thousands of narrow boxes containing wands piled right up to ceiling of the tiny shop. Lyra could see a thin layer of dust in the whole place and wondered when was the last time it had been cleaned.

- Ah, I wondered when I would finally have the pleasure to meet you, Miss Potter, or should I say Miss Black? Asked a clearly male voice.

Lyra abruptly turned to see who was talking with a hard look, she had been using the name Edonna Black while going out to keep people from finding out, but this man knew. It was an old man with pale eyes.

- Do not worry, I am the only one to know and I have no reason to tell on you young Miss Black. Ah, Lucius Malfoy, 18", elm, dragon heartstring, Narcissa Malfoy, 15", elm, unicorn tail, and this must be young Draco, he said while bending a little to look at him. Well, woman first! What is your wand arm, Miss Black?

- I am right handed, M Ollivander.

Time passed, and no wands seemed to fit Lyra, but the more refused her, the more Ollivander seemed enthusiastic. Strange man. After some time, he seemed to pause and think about something while muttering "I do wonder...". He came back with another wand and handed it to her.

- 11", holly, phoenix feather, he informed her when she took the wand and a red and green light enveloped her. It seems we have found the wand, but it seems curious it would choose you...yes it is peculiar knowing his brother gave you that scar...well, we can await great things from you, Miss Black, just like he did, and with that he went to Draco.

Finding Draco's wand took nearly as much time as it had been for Lyra, he was chosen by a 10" wand made of hawthorn with unicorn hair. After that, their shopping was swift since Narcissa had already owl ordered every books, writing and potions supplies they needed, they only had to go to the seamstress for their uniform, choose their trunk and animal.

They went back to the Leaky Cauldron to use the floo network with some packages and two owl's cages with one owl as white as the snow and another one pearl grey.

When they arrived at home, Lyra and Draco went to their room to put their things aside and allow their owls to stretch out. When she joined the rest of the family in the blue sitting room, she saw them sitting around a table with a beautifully made chocolate cake and presents, a smile begun to made its way across her face as she saw this, but she only truly smiled when she noticed the new addition. It seemed Severus had joined them without her knowing and had an excited Draco on his hands.

The rest of the day passed quickly, she had a nice time with the Malfoy and Severus, the last one always amused her greatly with his snide remarks and sarcasm. She didn't know when she begun caring for the four of them, but she did and she couldn't find in herself a reason not to, they all made a strange bunch, most people would certainly not appreciate them, but would not trade them for anything.

Now on her bed, she took out a black diary from her bedside table and began writing in it in her elegant writing.

Hello there, Tom. How are you on this fine day?

So Lyra woulp be on her way to Hogwarts in the next chapter

There are a lot of time skip since there isn't anythint note forthy happening