Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, just the plot and a few characters.

Last time:

Both of my brothers put their arms around my shoulders and led me away from the floo. Our father not far behind us. Before too long we were outside of my room. I give all three of them a hug and wish them good night. I know that we haven't really spent any time together since they got me back but today has been one of those days that so much has happened you have to process it before you even begin to act normal again. My mind has been overwhelmed and I don't even know where to begin. I'm going to try talking to them tomorrow, once I have had a chance to wrap my head around everything that has happened today.

This time:

I go into my room and close the door softly behind me. Slipping my shoes off as I sit on my bed. I fall back and look at my ceiling. Trying to just relax my mind enough to get ready to sleep. Since it wasn't working too well I decide to take another shower, hoping that by relaxing my muscles. I let the warm water flow over my body. I let my mind wander to the past few hours. From my leaving the Grangers, to my conversation with Draco, to the evening spent with the Malfoy family.

I get out of the shower and get dressed for bed in some shorts and a tank top, letting my hair dry naturally.

'Derick, Larsin?'

'What's wrong Mya?' –Larsin

'Mya?' –Derick

'Can you two come to my room, I really need someone to talk to. And this mental thing is difficult to concentrate on when my mind is so overwhelmed.'

'Sure.' –Both

In less than a minute both of them are in my room. I didn't even bother getting up to open the door, they just walked right on in, not even bothering to knock first.

All three of us are sitting on my bed, each of them on either side of me. I pull my knees up and wrap my arms around them, leaning my head on my legs.

Larsin wraps his arm around me, making me lean slightly into him. "What's wrong Mya, you can talk to us about anything."

"I don't even know where to start. I haven't had time to process anything today. It's just been one thing after another. No time to breathe in between. Though, none of it was bad. I just think that it was just a bit too much for one day."

Derick puts his arm around me, but doesn't pull me toward him. "Mya, you have had a long day, and it's hard to process everything, but you are doing a wonderful job. You have every right to be overwhelmed."

"You guys aren't mad at me for not really spending any time with you today are you? Hell, I spent more time with Draco then I did you two."

They both squeeze me tight. "How can you even think that we could be mad at you? We love you Mya, you are our baby sister." Larsin mumbles into my hair.

Derick leans over and kisses my head. "We understand that you were more comfortable around him. You know him better, or at least longer. It didn't matter what type of relationship you two had, you still knew him more. We won't force you to be around us. But we would like to get to know you."

My eyes are shining with unshed tears that can't be far from falling. "I feel more comfortable here than I ever did with the Grangers. Even though they didn't tell me that I was adopted until last week I never felt like I belonged there, with them. They never made me feel welcome. Nothing I did would ever make them proud, never make me feel like I was supposed to be there. Before today the only place I felt like I belonged was Hogwarts, the potions classroom to be exact. Not even the library that I spent so much of my time in at school, I knew that I had to keep my grades high, or risk disappointing the Grangers even more. They never felt like family, like parents. Taking care of me seemed to be a chore for them. For the last ten years or so I have been taking care of myself, not having much contact with them at home. Even with my friends I never felt like I belonged." Now the tears were running down my face in rivers. And they had tears shining in their eyes.

"We are so sorry that you have had to go through all of that. But you need to know now that you will never have to feel like that again. Derick, dad and I won't allow you to feel like that again."

"What am I going to do at Hogwarts, it's just going to be Daddy and Draco there. I don't feel welcome with Harry and the Weasleys like I do you guys."

"We will always be there when you need us. The mental link will work over any distance. You really need to talk to dad tomorrow about school and everything. Since it starts back up in a few weeks, two I think."

Both of them kissed my forehead and told me that I needed to get some sleep after the day I have had. But no matter what I did I couldn't get my mind to rest long enough for me to sleep. I finally gave up trying to sleep around midnight. I put on some slippers and a light robe and left my room. I knew it was late but I had too many unanswered questions. Questions that I knew my brothers couldn't answer, only my father could do that.

After wandering around for a few minutes I came to stop in front of his door. I knocked softly, almost regretting doing this so late at night when I was pretty sure that he was already sound asleep.

I wait a few moments and just as I was about to turn around and head back to my room I hear him moving around on the other side of the door.

Slowly the door opens and my heart starts to beat just a bit faster, even though I know that it is my father on the other side of it.

"Mya? What are you doing up this late? Is everything alright?"

The tears start to form in my eyes again and he pulls me into his arms, leading me to couch in his room. We both sit and he just holds me for a while, neither one of us talking. Right now I just have to be held, everything from the day is just getting too me.

He wipes the few tears that managed to escape away. "Mya, what is it?" He asks me in a soft whisper.

My voice isn't as strong as usual; it actually wavers from my emotions. "I'm not really sure. I just have so many questions that haven't been answered. So many things that I don't know the reason why they happened the way they did. My life has completely turned in less than a day."

He holds me even tighter, kissing the top of my head every now and again.

I look up at his face and try to figure out where to start. "Why…why was I the only one that was given away? Why couldn't you keep me too?"

My father, the feared potions master, started to cry. He pulled me onto his lap and just held me for a few minutes. "Mya, I never wanted to give you up. All I have ever wanted was to have you back with us. But it was too dangerous for you to stay. When the three of you were born there were complications that not even magic could fix. Your mother only lived long enough to hold each of you and tell you she loved you. We had decided on names months before and she called each of you by your name. She loved all of you from the moment we found out that we were expecting. Her body was just too weak after the birth to support her any longer. She passed away in my arms, the only one I would ever love, the only one I would ever marry was gone but in her place I had three pieces of her that I would protect until the end of time." Now I'm crying again.

"But why just give me away?"

"Dark times were coming, and I had no choice but to join Voldemort. Dumbledore needed a spy and I was the only one that fit the bill. I regretted it every day that I had to give you up, even if it wasn't permanent. I never knew if I would live long enough to see you again. To get to hold you in my arms again. Voldemort wanted all the daughters of his followers to be his. To raise them so one could be his queen. I couldn't ever put you in that position. I gave you up to save you from that pain." I lean into his chest, taking in his scent. Sandalwood and Cinnamon, it made me feel safe at the familiarity of it.

"What am I supposed to do at school daddy? I will only feel right with you or Draco. Larsin and Derick won't be there, though we do have the metal connection. I don't feel like I really belong with Harry and Ron. Most of the time I feel like an outsider. Sure we come off like the best of friends, but in all honestly I'm not that close with them. Sometimes I think they are just friends with me so I can help them with their school work. There have been so many times that I have been left out of things and don't even know about them until after they have happened. I don't feel like I am really a part of their circle of friends, I don't feel like I am really a part of Gryffindor house either. The only place in the entire castle that I feel like I belong, that I feel safe is your classroom."

He leans over and kisses my forehead and nuzzles into my hair. "I was thinking now that you are back here with us. And that you won't want to be apart from your brothers that you are just getting to know that I might have them transfer to Hogwarts for their final year. That way you are together and I have all three of my wonderful children in one place. Where I can look after them. What do you think about that?"

"Really Daddy? Do you mean it?"

He laughs softly. "Of course baby girl. I'll talk to the boys in the morning and depending on what they decide I will go to Hogwarts tomorrow afternoon and talk to Albus and Minerva. Though I don't think any of them will have any issues with it." He kisses my head again. "If you would like I think you could be resorted too. With the change we don't know how much your personality was affected. And you did say that you didn't feel right in Gryffindor."

"Can I think about that for a little while?"

"Of course sweetheart."

"What do I tell Harry and Ron…they are supposed to be my closest friends?"

"What do you mean?"

"They don't know that I am adopted. That you are my father. That I have two brothers. That I'm friends with the Malfoys. Any of it. I don't know how they will react. Though I have a feeling that Ron is liable to explode. He tends not to deal with change well or he just jumps to conclusions before anything can be explained. And from past experiences Harry will take his side without even listening to anything I have to say. They have been friends longer, and Ron was his first friend, he is worried that if he does something Ron doesn't like that he won't keep being friends with him. I'm not as important to him, I'm expendable."

"You tell them what you think is best. Your brothers and I will be behind you all the way. You are never alone in this, remember that. I believe Draco will be there for you as well. Despite your past with him, you two have really connected with each other. You have to follow your heart with what to do, listen to what it tells you is best. You can't know how they are going to react to the news, but don't worry. No matter what happens you will always have us. We will even be there when you tell them if you want."

I hug him tight. "Thank you Daddy." I whisper softly as I yawn. The day is finally catching up with me. And it has left me exhausted.

I feel him lift me into his arms, and he cradles me to his chest and starts walking out of the room. Soon we are in my room and he lays me in my bed and tucks me in. He leans over and kisses my forehead. "Sleep well my princess. I love you so much."

"I love you too Daddy." I whisper as I fall into peaceful slumber. I barely hear him leave my room, the door closing softly behind him.