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Thursday, September 1st:
They were finally at Hogwarts; the train ride had been long and exhausting to one Lucretius, whom was accosted by most of the girls on the train, from years fifth through seventh, along with some of the boys as well. No one could believe that Draco Malfoy had a younger brother let alone a twin! In the end they ended up locking the compartment door with the most powerful and complicated locking spell both Draco and Luc knew.
The first years were just finishing being resorted, this year you could noticeably note the absent of most of Hogwarts students. Voldemort had taken over the Ministry and Severus was made Headmaster. All of Hogwarts Muggleborn and the majority of the Halfbloods were gone; Hermione was among those that were gone, Pansy had cried herself to sleep last night. Everyone thought that Hermione Granger had gone from the Wizarding community since the night of Bill Weasley's wedding, the night were everyone had seen Hermione and another older man around him late forties or early fifties, when the the wedding had been invaded my Deatheater's, truth is Hermione had gone back to the Malfoy Manor, and had waited for her lover there, Pansy had held on to her all night. Those that still remained were those that had pledge themselves to Voldemort. Though most had been surprise and in Voldemorts case furious, that Lord and Lady Malfoy had not just had one but two heirs. Lucius had felt the wrath of old Voldy, the night before when he came out with the truth of his youngest existent.
“Malfoy, Joceleen Eleanor”
Startle out of his thoughts, Luc focus once more one his cousin, as she walked over to the sorting hat. She sat down on the stool, and waited as Professor McGonagall to place the hat upon her head.
After a couple of minutes, the hat called out, “Ravenclaw” She calmly got up, removed the hat, and walked over to the now quiet table. Before she sat down, she turned and looked at Luc; he gave her a small nod, to reassure her that he was fine and happy with her placement. Next she turned her gaze over to Draco; he too gave her a small reassuring nod. Giving a small, unnoticeable sigh of relieve, she finally took her seat. Unnoticeable, accept to the Malfoy brothers, and Ron Weasley and Blaise Zabini whom were looking at her through out the ceremony.
“Malfoy, Lucretius Maximilian”
Slightly startled, Luc calmly walked over to the stool, elegantly sat down upon it, and waited for the professor to place the sorting hat on him. Everyone was talking none stop; commenting on the new found Malfoy and the fact that now there were not only one but three Malfoy's in Hogwarts!
'Oh, now this is very interesting... hmmm, interesting indeed! Why young Mr. Malfoy you have finally figured out who your true parents and family are!' the sorting hat said inside of Luc's head.
'Yes, though it was thanks to all the hints that everyone who knew left me. However I don't see why they just couldn't have told me!'
Chuckling, the hat went back to its true purpose, and yelled out “Slytherin!!!”
The Slytherin table started to clap happily, though they would never degrade themselves by acting as wild as the Gryfindor's. Though they no longer felt the need for the animosity as before Harry Potter had become a Slytherin, but they still had a reputation to up hold, and now more then ever what with the Carrows siblings. Most of them no longer supported Lord Voldemort, but being their fathers’ son or daughter, they were forced to act the part.
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The Months past, new things kept occurring almost daily now. Everyone that still believe in Harry Potter were wondering where the savior of their world was, why haven't they seen or heard from him, others just kept calling him a coward and proclaiming that he ran away from them, that he had abandon them. Lurcretius only laugh every time he heard them talk as such. Giving a comment here and there, like, “Keep talking of him in such a manner and I guarantee he will abandon you” or, “I don't blame him if he were to abandon you, the way your always belittling him” Soon after saying lots of those comments, everyone eventually stopped those stupid, ridiculous comments.
Both Ron and Blaise finally got Joceleen to go out with them on a Hogsmeade weekend. Surprisingly soon they became the most talked couple in Hogswarts. A Gryffindor a Ravenclaw, and a Slytherin, talk about house unity!
Both Draco and Lucretius were happy for their friends, but they couldn't help feel a bit jealous of them, though their loved ones may have been in different houses, both Draco and Lucretius lovers were out of School already. True they got to see them on the weekends, and when ever they have time to floo over from their Godfather's office. But seeing as this was the year they were to take their NEWT's, they had hardly any time to breathe. All their professors were giving assignments left and right, along with quizzes.
Over the winter break, there was rumor that Harry Potter had been sited. There rumors that they had capture and killed a few of the muggleborns. Those Slytherin, that had friends that were Muggleborns, or Halfblood, worried that one of not all their friends were being killed. They all wish they could do something, but knew that as of yet, it was not their time to fight in this war… though that did not meant that they didn’t know that the time was coming, it was approaching at a fast pace.
*****
It was currently the finals of their NEWT’s; and all of Slytherin house could feel the start of the end of this war knocking on their steps. Most of them kept practicing their wand movement with other Houses in the Room of Requirement. Of course, only those fighting for the light were the ones practicing, all the dark children thought themselves to high and mightily to worry about their Lord losing to a mere child as Potter.
Both Draco and Lucretius were in their Headboy’s rooms, with them were Blaise, Pansy, Ron, Joceleen, Neville, and Luna… the other’s had left to their appropriate dormitories, seeing as it was already past curfew. They were talking on both the upcoming fight and their last NEWT’s exam, which was due in a few more hours.
That’s when Severus walked through the portrait. He wore a serious expression. He took one long but slow look around all that were gather.
“Luc, it’s time. Meet your imposter at the entrance to the Room of Requirement in tem minutes, got that?” He asked in his usual vibrant voice.
Giving a sharp nod to convey that he had understood the hidden message, he reply with, “I got it Uncle, I’ll be there ass soon as I get my things.”
With that Severus left the room, and Luc got up from the floor and left at a dead run into his room, looking for his battle clothes, as well as a few things that both his father and godfathers had gotten him as well as Draco.
Mean while, as Luc ran to his room, Draco did the same, looking for almost the same ting as Lucretius.
Their friends hearing, and seeing what was to start. They turned to their next in charge.
Taking a deep breath, “Alright, you all know what’s coming. Luna, go to your dorms, warn them that the battle is to start I a few, have them change into something that they could move quickly!” With that Luna ran out of the portrait and over to her dormitories.
Once more he turned over to the rest, “Joceleen, go and alert the Hufflepuffs of the same!”
Once again receiving the same nod as Luna, only this time when she got up to go, she walked over to him a kissed him passionately. “Please be careful…” she pleaded with both her voice and eyes.
“Always luv,” he promised.
She walked over to Blaise, and repeated the same action and words, “Of course I’ll be careful Mio amore” he too promised her. Satisfy for now with their answer, she ran off to her small mission.
“Neville go to Gryffindor, do the same. Have them meet up with Lucretius over at ROR, that’s where we decided to keep all the younger years from all the houses safe!”
“Got it!” and off he went at full speed to his dorms.
Ron looked at both Blaise and Pansy; they were the ones that were going to have it bad. Though there were many Slytherin’s that were for the light, the truth of the matter was that there was still too many that were blinded with the Dark Lords power. He worried for his lover, he wanted to keep him here with him, but he knew that this small mission was going to be too much for just Pansy to do. Sighing dejectedly, he looked both in the eyes, “Blaise, Pan’s, easy as it may be for the others, we all know that this is going to be hell for you both. Just promise me that you won’t let yourselves be capture. You’ll have to do everything in a way that the others Slytherin’s don’t notice or aren’t suspicious of. That’s nearly impossible… *sighs* Just don’t get yourselves capture, please?”
Blaise got off the couch and walked over to his lover, wrapping his strong arms around the taller boy, “We’re Slytherin’s love, and we won’t get caught. If we do I promise you could strap me to your bed and whip me into submission, as my punishment,” he said with a flirtatious wink.
Giving a soft chuckle, Ron agreed before claiming his loves lips into a heated kiss; which was interrupted by a couple of throats clearing themselves. Parting they took notice that both Draco and Lucretius had returned and that Pansy was standing near the portrait with an impatient look, tapping her foot.
Blaise stole one last quick kiss before he went over to Pansy then both Slytherins ran to the dungeons’ and into their dorms to gather the light snakes.
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When Lucretius and Draco got to the Room of Requirement they were met with a Harry Potter standing there next to a blank wall. Next to him was Hermione.
“Professor, Hermione!” The Malfoy Twins said in union.
The Harry Potter look alike chuckle happily, “Boys, how has Hogwarts been treating you this year?” he said with a twinkle in his emerald eyes.
“Everything’s been fine!” Once again they both answer together.
Hermione answer this with a roll of her eyes, Harry on the other hand laughed happily, “Would boys be interested in some Lemon drops?” He asked, producing a paper bag from with in him cloak.
“No thanks Professor,” they said.
“Every well, then shall we get started”
“Of course. What can we do?” Lucretius asked.
“Harry, do you remember that room where you were looking to hide that book your father gave you from Umbridge” He asked.
“Ah… yeah I remember, why?”
“Be cause my boy, I believe that is the same place where Voldemort has hidden the last Horcrux. We have no need to worry about the small peace that had been with in you, since after your Inheritance it appears as though you body has purify itself of all that evil soul.”
Giving a nod of understand, he had wonder previously why he no longer had the scar on his forehead anymore. He walked over to the clear wall, he stood there looking at it, wondering what to think; after a while he decided that it was better to try and say the same thing he had said back then when he had hidden his fathers book. He started to walk over and over, three times thinking the same thing, ‘I need a place to hide my book…. I need a place to hide my book…. I need a place to hide my book….’
When he opened his eyes, there it was: the door to the Room of Requirement. Harry wrenched it open; flung himself, with the others following behind him into the room, Lucretius slammed it shut.
There were alleyways and roads bordered by teetering piles of broken and damaged furniture, stowed away. There were thousands and thousands of books, no doubt banned or graffitied or stolen. There were winged catapults and Fanged Frisbees; there were chipped bottles of congealed potions, hats, jewels, cloaks; there were what looked like dragon eggshells, corked bottles whose contents still shimmered evilly, several rusting swords, and a heavy, bloodstained axe.
They hurried forwards into one of the many alleyways between al this hidden treasure. Soon they were in front of the in the top of a cupboard was a statue’s head with a dusty old wig perched on top with a tiara.
Harry quickly moved over to it, taking out The Gryffindor Sword he handed it over to Lucretius, “It is, after all your destiny. You should do the honor of destroy this one.” You could clearly see those emerald orbs twinkling with mirth.
Taking the sword from his professor’s hand, he lifted his arms high over his head, gripping it tightly with both hands, then swung with all his might downwards and sliced the tiara in half. There was a hideous, inhuman cry and a black, oil like substance began to pour out of the tiara.
“It is done; now all that is left would be Nagini. Lucretius you have not to worry, I’ll take care of her. However I need you to solemnly concentrate on destroying Voldemort.”
“Yes sir!” Luc answered.
They all headed back out, and the Harry look alike started to walk up and down; just as Luc had done, and once more a wall appear. Just then Neville appear with all the minors with Luna and Joceleen behind him with their own group of young Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs.
“Those from both Sixth and Seventh years are already in the Great Hall waiting for their orders, we’ve brought all the younger years here like you order Luc,” Neville reported.
“Well done Neville, girls,” Lucretius said with a happy and a grateful smile. They usher every student into the Room, leaving Neville and the Girls in charge of watching over them.
With that everyone went to the headmaster’s office where Severus was awaiting their arrival.
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As the door to the headmasters’ office came into view, Lucretius didn’t even bother knocking he simply walked in as though he own the place, like a true Malfoy. Draco gave a smirk seeing his baby brother taking his roll as the youngest heir of the Malfoy’s.
The room was packed, far more crowded than he had expected. Kingsley and Lupin were looking at him, as were Oliver Wood, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Spinnet, Bill and Fleur, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
“Lucretius, what’s happening?” said Lupin, meeting him at the door.
“Voldemort’s on his way, as I’m sure Severus has already notify you, they’re barricading the school. When did you get here?”
“Severus sent a message to us,” said Mr. Weasley.
“And we sent messages to the rest of Dumbledore’s Army,” Fred explained. “You couldn’t expect everyone to miss the fun, Luc! And well, it all kind of snowballed.”
“What first, Luc?” George asked, wrapping his arms around his lover. “What’s going on?” Jason walked over to them, placing his hands on both their shoulders.
They’re evacuating the younger kids, and everyone’s meeting in the Great Hall to get organized,” Luc said. “We’re fighting.”
There was a whooshing sound as the fireplace came once more to life, and then there was a great thump: Someone else had flooed into the office, overbalanced slightly, and fallen. He pulled himself up on the nearest chair, looked around through lopsided horn-rimmed glasses; he was confronted with every member in the office pointing their wands at him, “Am I- am I to-too late? Has it started? I-I only just found out, so I-I…”
Percy spluttered into silence. Evidently he had not expected to run into most of his family. There was a long moment of astonishment, broken by Fleur turning to Lupin and saying, in a wildly transparent attempt to break the tension, “So… ‘ow eez yur reelaxion’ip weez Snape?”
Lupin blinked at her, startled. The silence between the Weasleys seemed to be solidifying, like ice.
“I—oh yes—we’re doing just fine!” Lupin said loudly. “Yes, we’re planning on getting married after the war!”
Percy and the other Weasleys were still staring at one another, frozen.
“I was a fool!” Percy roared, so loud that Lupin nearly fell off his chair. “I was a pompous prat, I was a- a-“
“Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron,” said Fred.
Percy swallowed. “Yes, I was!”
“Well, you can’t say fairer than that,” said Fred, holding out his hand to Percy.
Mrs. Weasley burst into tears. She ran forwards, pushing Fred aside, and pulled Percy into a strangling hug, his eyes on his father. “I’m sorry, Dad,” Percy said.
Mr. Weasley blinked rather rapidly, then he too hurried to hug his son.
“What made you see sense, Percy?” inquired George.
“It’s been coming on for a while.” Said Percy, mopping his eyes under his glasses with the corner of his traveling cloak.
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They headed to the Great Hall, after that.
“We have already placed protection around the castle,” Professor McGonagall was saying, “but it is unlikely to hold for very long unless we reinforce it. I must ask you, therefore, to move quickly and calmly, and do as your…”
But her final words were drowned as a different voice echoed throughout the Hall.
“I know that you are preparing to fight.” There were screams amongst the students, some of whom clutched each other, looking around in terror. “Your efforts are futile. You cannot fight me. I do not want to kill you. I have great respect for the teachers of Hogwarts. I do not want to spill magical blood.”
There was silence in the Hall now, the kind of silence that presses against the eardrums, that seems too huge to be contained by walls.
“Give me Harry Potter,” said Voldemort’s voice, “and none shall be harmed. Give me Harry Potter, and I shall leave the school untouched. Give me Harry Potter, and you will be rewarded.
“You have until midnight.” The silence swallowed them again.
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They made their plans; everyone in the Hall knew what they needed to do. Harry, Draco, Lucretius, Fred, George, and Jason walked out of the Great Hall. Moving to a secluded spot the all gave Harry one last salute and turned into their animagus form. Harry, mean while took off to do his part and find Nargini.
Both Fred and George turned into a Golden Lion Tamarin, with blue eyes; Lucretius turned into his Siberian Tiger form with his sapphire eyes; Draco turned into his Arctic Fox with silvery eyes form; Jason turned into a Ocelot, he was 40” long from head/body, tail 18”, and weighted 30 lbs, with the most beautiful dark chocolate color eyes, you could ever imagine.
With that Luc, George and Jason headed out of Hogwarts and into the battle field. Both Draco and Fred headed to the stairs; they were to check every corridor make sure that there were none of the dark student planning something against those that had stayed behind.
*****
Luc, George and Jason, ran around the Forbidden Forest, taking note where every deatheater, giant, vampire, and werewolf’s were.
Once the clock struck midnight, and Voldemort received no Harry Potter, the fight commenced. The three animagus ran… well in George’s case he rode on Luc’s back, jumping from his back to Jason’s back. Jumping onto one of the Datheater’s shoulder and biting their ear off… a good distraction while both Jason and Luc went for the kill.
They kept at it for what seemed like hours… then the Giants were called in, they headed straight to Hogwarts, their mission was to knock down the walls, which were protecting Harry Potter from Voldemort.
*****
Draco and Fred were both fighting Notts and Bulstrode; when Percy came running their way.
They could hear yells and shouts and the unmistakable noises of dueling filled the corridor. Draco looked around and his heart seemed to fail: Death Eaters had penetrated Hogwarts. Fred and Percy had just backed into view, both of them dueling masked and hooded men.
Draco ran forward to help: Jets of light flew in every direction and the man dueling Percy backed off, fast: Then the hood slipped and they saw a high forehead and streaked hair—
“Hello Thicknesse!” bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at the Vice Minister, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robed, apparently in awful discomfort. “Did I mention I’m resigning from working with you?”
“You’re joking, Perce!” shouted Fred as the Death Eater he was battling collapsed under the weight of the three separate Stunning Spells. Thicknesse had fallen to the ground with tiny spikes erupting all over him; he seemed to be turning into some form of sea urchin. Fred looked at Percy with glee.
At that moment Both Ron and Hermione came running towards them.
“Hey, what’s going on?” asked Ron happily.
“Do you need any help?” asked Hermione.
“Nah, we got it,” Fred said, and then turned back to Percy when he remembers the joke his older bother had pulled. “You actually are joking. Perce…. I don’t think I’ve heard you joke since you were—“
The air exploded. They had been grouped together, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Fred and Percy, the two Death Eater at their feet, one Stunned, the other Transfigured; and in that fragment of a moment, when danger seemed temporarily at bay, the world was rent apart. Draco felt himself flying through the air, and all he could do was hold as tightly as possible to that thin stick of wood that was his one and only weapon, and shield his head in his arms: He heard the screams and yells of his companions without a hope of knowing what had happened to them—
And then the world resolved itself into pain and semidarkness: He was half buried in the wreckage of a corridor that had been subjected to a terrible attack. Cold air told him that the side of the castle had been blown away, and hot stickiness on his cheek told him that he was bleeding copiously. Then he heard a terrible cry that pulled at his insides, that expressed agony of a kind neither flame nor curse could cause, and he stood up, swaying, more frightened than he had been that day, more frightened, perhaps, than he had been in his life…
Three redheaded men were grouped on the ground where the wall had blasted apart. Draco grabbed Hermione’s hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood.
“No… no….no!” someone was shouting. “No! Fred! No!”
Draco felt his blood run cold. It couldn’t be, his Fred just couldn’t be… He let go of Hermione and rushed at fast as he could to where he could now make out the form of his lover laying still on the hard stone floor.
Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred’s eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms? Draco’s mind was in free fall, spinning out of control, unable to grasp the impossibility, because Fred Weasley could not be dead, the evidence of all his senses must be lying.
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Luc, George and Jason were just coming out of the passage to the Shrieking Shack, when both George and Luc felt a sharp pain in their chest. George’s felt like a void of emptiness, Luc’s was more of lost. Both men took a deep breath before continuing forwards.
They were still in their animagus form, so they couldn’t communicate with one another, but they had learned to read each other’s body language almost as perfectly as if they were to be speaking with actual words.
And then they heard voices coming from the room directly ahead of them, only slightly muffled by the fact that the opening at the end of the tunnel had been blocked up by what looked like an old crate. Hardly daring to breathe, Luc edged right up to the opening and peered through a tiny gap left between crate and wall.
The room beyond was dimly lit, but he could see Nargini, swirling and coiling like a serpent underwater, safe in her enchanted, starry sphere, which floated unsupported in midair. Then Snape spoke, and Luc’s heart lurched: Severus was inches away from where he crouched, hidden.
“…my lord, their resistance is crumbling—“
“—and it is doing so without your help,” said Voldemort in his high, clear voice. “Skilled wizard though you are, Severus, I do not think you will make much difference now. We are almost there… almost.”
“Let me find the boy. Let me bring you Potter. I know I can find him, my Lord. Please.”
Severus strode past the gap, and Lucretius drew back a little, keeping his eyes fixed upon Nargini, wondering whether there was any spell that might penetrate the protection surrounding her, but he would give away his position….
“I have a problem Severus,” said Voldemort softly, as he stood.
“My lord?” said Snape.
Voldemort raised the Elder Wand, holding it as delicately and precisely as a conductor’s baton.
“Why doesn’t it work for me, Severus?”
“My—my Lord?” said Severus blankly. “I do not understand. You—you have performed extraordinary magic with that wand.”
“No,” said Voldemort. “I have performed my usual magic. I am extraordinary, but this wand… no. It has not revealed the wonders it has promised. I feel no difference between this wand and the one I procured from Ollivander all those years ago.”
Severus did not speak. Luc could not see his godfather’s face. He wondered whether his uncle sensed danger, was trying ti find the right words to reassure his fake master.
Voldemort continue talking, and Severus tried to comfort and distracts his false Lord. He knew what Voldemort was trying to say… or more like what he was planning on doing, and he needed a way out as quickly as possible before it was too late.
Voldemort spoke in Parseltongue to his snake after he had taken her out of her safe haven.
~Kill.~
With that one order, Luc felt his blood run cold. Without a thought, he jumped from his hiding place still in his animagus form, and bit off the head of the giant snake. Voldemort found himself surrounded buy three wizards with their wands pointed at him. George and Jason had come out of their hiding place as well, they where however in their human form, Severus had also turn his wand at this farce of a wizard.
Once satisfy that he had dispose of the last Horcruxes.
Turning to Voldemort Lucretius turned into his human form.
“My, my, if it isn’t Lucius other spawn! Did you came out to play with you master?” Voldemort taunted.
However Luc didn’t speak a word he was so very angry. ‘How dare this scum try and take his family away from him?’ he asked himself. Lifting both his right arm, which was holding out his wand, and lifted his left arm, palms facing the dark Lord. His eyes started to turning black, the sings of a true powerful wizard.
“Få has på!” he cried out in pure furry. From both his wand and his palm, a huge black sphere shot out of them, and straight through Voldemort. Destroying his body as well as his last remaining soul piece.
The other three wizards stood there with their mouths hanging open, until Lucretius gave a pained groan, and started to fall into unconsciousness.
Both George and Jason ran over to him, and caught him before he could hit the wooded floor…
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A/N: Få has på: Is in Danish. In English it means: Kill
Please don't kill me for killing Fred... I was just following the book!!! I have lots of plans for Draco's happiness! I promise!!!
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