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Chapter 2

Isabella was a girl to be stared at. With her perfect blonde waves and porcelain, almost translucent skin, every girl envied her and every boy wanted her. But contrary to popular belief, she thought none when it came to her physical image. She was never the one to flaunt, not really getting the point of it.

And with that said, she was simple but not plain, innocent but not prude.

But the complete opposite to her personality was her brother, Draco Malfoy. He's got the confidence as big as the giant squid and a swagger like no one else. He knew he looks good and he flaunts it. He's the ladies man, known as the Slytherin Prince and a sex god extraordinaire to most young ladies residing in the castle.

And with that said, he was sexy and he so totally knew it.

With twelve pairs of eyes staring at the two, the Malfoys smirked. The two though looked very similar, that they could have been mistaken as twins, looked very different at the same time. One got an air of arrogance and utmost confidence while the other looked innocent and bashful. The identical smirks almost knocked the wrackspurts out of everyone. Their smirk was as scary as any teen flick gone wild.

"Thank you Professor." Bella bid the old geezer and grabbed her brother out of the room quickly to get away from attention. They walked silently for a few seconds and let out a breath they didn't realize they had been holding.

"Surprise." Bella muttered weakly, smiling sheepishly.

Draco Malfoy looked at her seriously and out of nowhere hugged her. Yes, hugged her. If anyone was present with a camera phone on one hand, those two would be on Instagram like there's no tomorrow.

"I've missed you." He whispered, his voice cracking.

It has been a while since the two last hugged, and as they remember correctly they were all snotty and teary eyed two years ago before bidding each other goodbye.

The Malfoy siblings let go of each other and tried to gain control of their emotions, not used to emotional affections.

"I've missed you too, Drake." Bella grinned, patting him on the back.

"How've you been?" he cleared his throat.

"I'm fine." The eldest Malfoy choked out.

Draco searched her face for something and Bella tried to pull up her façade but he saw right through it.

"You're not." He stated, just staring at his sister. "You're so thin. Are you eating?" He scrutinized her face again, running his thumb under her haunted eyes and prominent cheek bones.

"I'm fine, Draco." Bella grimaced. "Though I cannot say the same to you." She added, eyeing his paler than usual complexion.

"I'm fine." He answered sternly, pulling away from his sister.

"You're not." She pressed on, "That's why I'm here."

"What are you doing here?" He said confusedly, realizing just that instant why his sister was in Hogwarts.

"Dumbledore offered me a job." She admitted, thanking Dumbledore for a good alibi. She was not really good at lying and the old man knew it.

Draco eyed her suspiciously but she stared back at him with a deadpanned expression. Her brother looked away, not liking the way she looked at him.

"What job?" he asked, wracking his brain for any vacant teaching jobs at Hogwarts. The only thing he could come up was the Muggle Studies position. And he was sure as hell his sister wasn't stupid to get that job.

"An assistant for Uncle Sev." She said smugly, her expression teasing. Draco smiled at her, a rare occurrence, totally missing his mad sister.

"Such honor I'm sure."

"Why of course. I'll be assisting Wizarding world's most famous virgin." Bella joked, totally catching her brother off guard.

Draco Malfoy cracked up, his laughter resounding at the empty hallway. It had been so long since he laughed like that, his pale cheeks reddened at the slight lack of oxygen, his pearly whites being displayed.

"Mother would get a heart attack from that mouth of yours." He smirked after regaining his breath.

"What mother doesn't know won't hurt her." She winked and bumped her fist at her brother's toned shoulders.

Their mood gradually flattened, being reminded of their mother's state at the moment. Both looked at each other, robbed of innocence at an early age because of their parent's connections with the Dark Lord.

"Do you, know…?" Draco let out silently, not trusting himself if he continued his question.

"Yeah.." replied his sister with a shaky breath. "Wrote me a letter actually. Told me to get as far away as I can. And how you're stupid initiation was near."

Draco gave his sister a worried glance when heard of the bitterness in her voice.

"Of course. Makes sense now." Draco muttered, staring at his sister in wonder for disobeying their mother, again.

"Also heard about the.. uh task." His sister mumbled silently in case other students were around.

"Oh."

"yeah."

The two just stared at each other for a long time. They were conversing a silent battle, wondering what the bloody hell were they going to do but knowing that no matter what will happen, as long as they're together, they could make through it. Even if it's the Dark Lord that after them.

"What am I gonna do, Bella?" He asked, resembling the little boy asking for her help when he's about to get in trouble.

And every time he asked that, she always replied with a, "What are we gonna do?"

Draco felt relieved, remembering the words his sister always told him when all seemed to go nasty. Those words were just his lifesaver.

He grabbed his sister's hand and wrapped it around his arm as they strolled leisurely around the castle grounds. Bella, being toured for the first time in her Brother's school, looked around in awe at the vast forest and land surrounding Hogwarts.

"So, how's life in the past two years?" Draco asked, his tone casual and his eyes set in curiosity.

"Fine." Bella whispered, not really sure how to explain what her life was in Forks.

"You said that already." Draco answered accusingly, stopping his sister from walking. The two ended up near the lake.

Bella took a deep breath, not sure where to begin. She then faced her brother, grey on grey.

"When I left, I just travelled. You could call it sightseeing." She smiled, recalling her numerous visits around the world. "For a year I did that."

Draco nodded, not really surprised by his sister. He had once remembered her sister telling him about her fascination to different cultures. That's why she didn't study at Hogwarts.

"Then?" Draco pressed on, noticing his sister hesitance.

"I decided to go back to the States. Went from home to home, obliviating the Muggles living in every home I stayed im." She recalled, feeling like the memory was a hundred years ago.

"And then I came across this woman. She's a squib." Bella looked pointedly at her brother, "Very nice and fun lady. She has a daughter, coincidentally named Bella," His sister laughed, shaking her head "But she died at the age of sixteen, so I took the opportunity to disguise myself just like her daughter."

"She was ecstatic, the woman, when I put a disillusionment charm on me. And so I posed as her daughter, and the woman treated me like her own. Months passed the woman told me about a boyfriend and I supported her, feeling happy that she's moved on from her broken marriage."

Draco listened intently, curious about his sister's life on her own. He was afraid for her when their parents told her to hide; he thought his sister might be smart on the books but not street wise. She was, after all, the clumsiest person he knows, making her fragile in his mind.

"With her happy, I decided to go to her ex-husband's home town. He doesn't know about his daughter's death, which Renee' insist on keeping it a secret. When I got there, I tweaked a little with his memory and everything was set. I became Isabella Marie Swan."

And so the older Malfoy sibling told every single detail about her adventures in the dreary town of Forks. She told him of the Vampire family she'd come to love and of course the Love of her life. Edward. At every sentenced she uttered regarding her favorite creatures, Draco's eyes widened and his skin had gone red from anger.

He thought his sister was going mad. He could not grasp the concept of his sister ever falling in love with a bloodsucking immortal. She hates blood for merlin's sake, he thought.

"But then just after the incident on my birthday, He left me. They left me." Bella whispered, bowing her head to cover her pained expression from her brother.

Draco's face softened, he might not know what being in love feels like but he certainly knew the feeling of loss and abandonment.

With not a thing to do about his sister's emotional instability, he just snaked his arm around her shoulders and let her cry against his chest, not caring if his shirt got snot all over. It was his sister, after all.

After the heaving and sniffling ended, Draco opted for a lighter mood.

"You know, I haven't pegged you as a hopeless romantic."

Bella chuckled "Me too."

"Maybe it was those ruddy muggle books you're reading." He teased, poking his sister at the side.

Bella moved away from his brother and glared playfully before poking her tongue at his direction. Only a few seconds had past and they both busted into laughs, finding humor at their immaturity.

"Bloody hell. I don't think I could sleep at night after this day." complained a very irritable Ron Weasley.

The period with Slughorn was just pure torment. The potion they were working on was the most difficult by far and he was nervous. And everyone knows what'll happen if Ron Weasley was nervous.

His two bestfriends were quite good in the blasted subject and he was afraid he might get labeled as the stupid one of the three if he failed. Although he had his suspicions, he kept his determined expression.

Ever since the Daily Prophet dubbed Harry being the Chosen One and Hermione being the Brightest witch of their age, Ron was feeling like a background. And this year, he was determined to get his own name by his own achievements. Although he liked being called Harry Potter's bestfriend, he doesn't want to be known just that.

With all the stress going on in his life, the main reason he's in a nervous mess was the Quidditch match against Slytherins. He was in a foul mood all week because of the upcoming match; add the fact that his sister and a certain Bookworm got a lot of snog action than him really got him riled up.

"Bloody Slytherins." He grumbled as he passed by a group of Slytherin girls whispering and giggling. He bet they were talking about that Isabella Malfoy and was now spreading the news throughout Hogwarts.

Learning that Bella was his distant cousin was a total shock to his system. When he first caught site of her, he was jumping for joy inside his head. He thought that he got the perfect opportunity to get a girl who doesn't know anything about him and by the looks of it comes from a foreign country.

Then the blasted girl just has to announce she's his bloody cousin and a Malfoy at that. A Malfoy! Merlin, the world must be in taters if there's two Malfoy evil spawns.

Hermione Granger, on the other hand, was hurt and confused. Ron was giving her a cold shoulder and she bloody doesn't know what she did that made him act like that. Harry might know but she didn't dare ask, not wanting the row to get any bigger than usual.

And then came Isabella Malfoy.

The moment the Malfoys left the room, the whole class was buzzing. The three Slytherins were whispering excitedly. Blaise Zabini was in a frenzy, smirking to himself and looking excited than ever; Theodore Nott looked in a daze, looking like a man seeing the sun for the first time.

"Weird Slytherins." Hermione muttered to herself.

She's just a girl for merlin's sake!

But in all fairness, Isabella seemed kind and humble unlike her git of a brother, thought Hermione. If they weren't so goddamn carbon copies of each other, she would never believe that she's a Malfoy. Ever.

But for Harry Potter, the world seems spiraling down. His godfather was killed by a loony woman and now, for some bizarre reason, Malfoy was able to clone himself. A kind, beautiful and humble version of himself. It must be the Dark Mark doing its voodoo. Harry thought bitterly.

The moment she said she's a Malfoy, his sensors were tingling. Every fiber in his body bloody filled with suspicion. Could this girl be the sender of the necklace on the attack on Katie Bell last week? Was she involved in any of Draco's antics?

'Of course she's involved, you idiot!' Harry shouted at himself. The girl was, after all, a Malfoy.

After that shocking revelation the Malfoys did earlier in the class, every single student in Potions was vibrating to retell to every student, staff, elf, ghost about the return of Isabella Malfoy to Wizarding London.

To most Slytherins, it was a controversy that the first born of a Malfoy is a girl. And then far more controversial when the said girl declined a Hogwarts invitation and pinned for another school in America. Everyone knew her name, Isabella Malfoy, but no one seemed to have a sight of her. Only close relatives and friends caught sight of her from time to time; and those times were very rare.

When the class ended, Horace Slughorn dismissed the students who more than willingly ran out of the classroom spreading the wildfire.

"She's here! Isabella Bloody Malfoy!" screamed Daphne Greengrass to her friend, Pansy Parkinson.

"What?" said Pansy, shock written all over her. "I thought she's traveling?"

"Well she's back. And she got all over Slughorn's face like she owned him." Exaggerated Daphne.

"Really?" her friend asked, looking very impressed.

While the two girls were squealing and giggling, the group of Hufflepuff passing by caught the conversation and looked at each other.

"Malfoy?"

"His sister?"

"Who?"

And so, the wildfire spread.

At the Slytherin Table during dinner

"You didn't tell me your sister would be back!" exclaimed a very excited Blaise Zabini. He sat down beside the Slytherin Prince, who was now glowing.

"I didn't know either. This is much a surprise to me as it is to you." Said Draco.

"Surprised?" the Italian hunk gasped, appalled. "I'm not surprised. I'm astounded, flabbergasted, amazed, taken aback, stunned, shocked-"

"You do know they all mean the same right?" Draco sneered.

"Whatever. I'm just glad she's here, new meat if you know what I mean." Blaise wiggled jokingly.

Draco stopped himself from eating and looked at his best friend intently. He grabbed his bestfriend's shirt, making him yelp in surprise.

"Don't ever talk about my sister that way." Growled Draco Malfoy. "She is not one of your conquests. Hit on her, and I'll be the one hitting you."

"Woah mate. I didn't know you played for the other team."

"Zabini!"

"Alright, alright!" Blaise held up his hands.

Draco calmed down and continued eating his dinner like nothing happened. He smiled to himself, his mood lifted since he stepped on the train, more than glad for his sister's arrival.

"Protective git." Mummbled one Blaise Zabini as he scooted away from the smirking blonde.

Then at the Gryffindor Table

"Malfoy has a bloody sister!" exclaimed a very red Ron Weasley.

"I heard she's our cousin." Added Ginny Weasley.

"Yeah. And an enemy." Glared Ron. His sister quirked an eyebrow at him.

"She's not an enemy Ronald!" chastised Hermione Granger, who was seated next to the red headed girl. "She was kind to us before. And she's not like Malfoy. You've been drooling at her before you even knew her last name. " Hermione raised an eyebrow. Ron turned red but instead of retorting, he ignored his friend.

"She could be a spy for Voldemort." Whispered Ron but it seems like a shout because most of the people near their group heard him. Hermione hit him in the head.

"She is not. Stop it. We should not judge someone just because of their Name." defended Hermione, who looked at her friends sternly especially at her two best friends. She for one believed that Isabella Malfoy is anything but. She doesn't seem prejudiced or snotty like the rest of the Malfoys.

As the group of Gryffindors discussed and argued whether Isabella Malfoy is a Death eater or not, Harry Potter ate quietly. He didn't know what to think of Draco Malfoy's sister. From his opinion, Ron could be right. She could be a spy or an assassin. But the girl seems nice; she didn't show any sign of discomfort towards them when they talked to her. He even seemed to have a little crush towards the girl. But he kept that to himself and searched the blonde girl at the Head's table.

"Is Snape laughin'?"Exclaimed Seamus Finnegan, alerting the attention of almost half of the Gryffidors on their table.

There at the Head's table, seated at the far left end of the table sat a laughing Severus Snape, who was talking animatedly to Isabella Malfoy.

"What the bloody hell?" Ron Weasley's mouth hanged open, as well as the rest of the students inside the Great Hall.

Their eyes must be playing tricks on them. They could not believe that there would be a time when Severus Snape, ultimate terror to all students, would smile, much less laugh! The world must be ending.

While all of Great Hall gaped and whispered, Dumbledore on the other hand was smiling merrily to himself. He got a strong feeling that summoning Isabella Malfoy to Hogwarts would teach everyone a lesson, a valuable one at that before he passes away.