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That was soooooo good! i love it when people put more siblings in families, that is so cool! anyway, please post more soon!

Aww .. Not many Readers?? That's okay . As long as I have one reader, I'm still going to continue posting. Here is the next chapter.

Chapter 1:

"Amelia. Amelia, wake up, dear," I could hear my mother saying. Her face slowly came into view. I could see the beads of sweat on her face. She was so beautiful, but I knew she was troubled. I could see the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

"I'm awake mother," I said to her smiling, "I hope you're not as nervous as I am about this."

Mother smiled. "Dear, maybe even more than you." She clapped her hands. "Come on, get dressed. What are you going to wear today, Love?"

I lay in bed, thinking for a bit. I didn't want to be so stylish today. I wanted to be normal. "Maybe my grey skirt, the one that you bought me in Paris, and a white shirt with my grey blazer. Do you think I'd look decent?" I asked.

Mother raised her eyebrows. "Yes, dear, of course you'd look decent. But really, I expected you to be wearing you best. Actually," mother went to my closet and picked out my strapless red dress, "I was sure you'd wear this little pretty. Why, may I ask, would you want to dress so.. so--"

"Normal?" I finished for her. "Well, you see, I want to be normal." I got up and hugged my mother tight. "Mother, after so many years, I finally feel free." I whispered, tears in my eyes. "There's no one here to tell me I can't call myself a Malfoy."

Mother hugged me back. "Dear, your father loves you, very much, but sometimes, tradition overshadows his love. Anyhow, let it always be know I love you, more than anyone in this world." She held my shoulders and looked at me. "You are so beautiful, even when you cry. Never let anyone tell you that you aren't gorgeous." Mother kissed my forehead and left the room. I could hear her opening Draco's door. And I smiled when I heard him yell; mother had creative ways of getting you to wake up.

I finally got up made made way to my washroom. I looked in the mirror and sighed. I was beautiful. But that wasn't what was really imporatant to me. What I really cared about was my hair; long, shiny and just for me.


When I finally finished dressing and preparing, I sat infront of my dresser. I held two earings and a matching necklace in my hand. They were a gift from Draco. The earings were two shiny 'A's with silver diamonds aligning them. The necklace was practically the same with a dangling 'A'.

I don't want to be so fancy, but I just have to wear these. I have alot of jewellery, but this one is my favorite. Draco had given it to me for the previous Christmas. Father was here, yes, but he still gave it to me. We were all sitting at the dinner table; Draco was facing me. He kicked me under the table and stretched his hand to mine. I stretched my hand and felt a box the size of my fist. I brought the box nearer to me to read the note scribbled on it. It read:


Dearest Sister,

Happy Christmas! I know you thought that you wouldn't be getting gifts, but I surprised you, huh? I want you to know that you're the greatest sister I could ever wish for, no matter what the monster says. Don't let him see it! He might take it away.

Much Love,

Draco


It was the greatest thing anyone had ever said to me before, and I will treasure it for the rest of my life.

I slipped the necklace around my neck and clipped on the earings.

For the first time of my life, I walked down our twirling stairs with pride. The approving looks Draco and mother gave me were enough to melt my heart.

For once im my life, I was actually looking forward to the rest of the year.



Hope you liked it!

xo Lilly xo

That was soooooooooo good! i need more!!! lol please!

I am absolutely glad you enjoyed it. Hmm.. In the next chapter, you're going to be notcing a little part from The book, and sometimes I will do that, maybe I will change it a little to match my story.. I hope no one minds. Draco is also in this story. When it's in his perspective, it will be in this color. Here it is:

Chapter 2:


We finally got to the train station. Draco was holding the luggages and waiting by the door. He had already said goodbye to mother and left me and her alone.

Mother smiled as she looked down at me. Her eyes were overbright.

"So, it's back to just me and you." she said, trying not to cry.

I hugged her tight.

"Never let anyone tell you that you're not beautiful, my love." Mother whispered in my ear. I felt a teardrop fall from her cheek onto my shoulder.

"Don't cry mother, I'll be back before you know it." I said, trying to calm her down.

Mother held my shoulders. "I'm not crying because of that. I'm crying because I know the pain you went through, and to see you so strong just warms my heart. You're so strong, my daughter." She said smiling.

I opened my mouth to say that I wasn't, but no voice would emerge. Was I really as strong as she claimed?

My thoughts were cut off. "Amelia, come on! The train is going to leave!" I could hear Draco yelling on top of his lungs.

I kissed my mother's cheek. "I love you mother." I whispered in her ear. I walked away before she could reply; I didn't want anymore crying.



As I followed Draco through the train, I was completely lost in thought. Finally, Draco shoved me into a compartment with different Slytherins. I recognized Blaise immediately; he was one of the few who knew I existed. But the other girl was unknown to me. The moment she saw Draco push me in, she gave me a dirty look. Blaise's mouth dropped.

"Hello Blaise," I said, nodding to him. He was too shocked to say anything.

Draco finally sat next to me. The girl looked at him, a look of utter surprise on her face.

Draco, knowing why she looked so confused, flushed. "Hello, Blaise, Pansy. May I introduce my older sister, Amelia."

I nodded to the girl. Pansy, was her name.

Blaise was still surprised, but now he tried his best to cover up. "So, Amelia, um.. 'long time no see' most probably sums it all up." He said with a smile.

"Much too long, cousin Zabini." I said with a smile. He smiled, he saw that I was still that wicked older couisn he used to play with.

Blaise and I talked about some people, joked a bit, or just talked. I hadn't seen my younger cousin in over 5years! While Draco and Pansy talked about something.. I heard peices of what he was saying, but I guessed it was about the Dark Lord's emplyment of Draco. I didn't think it was such a bright idea to be already telling people. I politely cut off my conversation with Blaise.

Draco, understanding what I wished to do, asked Blaise to accompany him on a trip around the train.

After about two minutes in complete silence with the other girl, I finally said something. "So, Pansy, what's your surname?" I asked, a look of polite interest on me face.

The girl, realizing I was talking to her said in a hushed voice, "Parkinson."

Oh, now I see, this girl is of the Parkinson family.

She couldn't hold it any longer. "How come Draco never told me about you?" she exclaimed, "How come your parents never brought you, or even mention you, on their visits to our house? How come you never came to Hogwarts before? Which school did you go to? Why are you so pretty?"

I sighed; she was just the girl I thought she was. She couldn't hold her thoughts for more than 5 minutes. "I thank you very much that you think of me pretty. As for the school, I went to Beauxbatons. I never accompanied my family to your house becuase my father always kept me hushed up. I'm sure you know, it's a bad omen to have a girl first." I said.

The girl nodded. "But you don't look any older than Draco." She said, confusion still etched across her face.

"That's because I'm only older by a few seconds." I sighed.

Pansy looked surprised. "Your parents could've covered up," she whipered, "They could've said he came first, instead of making you live a secret. Why?"

"Because you can't help the truth," I snapped.

Pansy leaned forward, her eyes stuck on mine. "I wasn't first," she said, "And I probably will never understand how you feel, but we can be friends. You can count on me for anything." She looked away, "I know that sometimes I can be a little annoying, but regardless of birth, I like you, alot. You have so much Slytherin in you, but, as I hate to say it, so much of the other houses too." She suddenly had an eevil grin on her face. "If you're in Slytherin, you'll be able to give everyone a run for their money, even that know-it-all Granger."

At the sound of her name, "Granger", I flushed. I didn't mind the girl, honestly, but really, she was a.. a.. a Mud-blood!

My thoughts were interrupted; Draco and Blaise walked in. Draco sat beside me and Blaise infront of me.

"So, Amelia, how are you?" He asked.

"I'm fine, thank you." I said with a smile, "Missed me, I hope."

Blaise smiled, "Of course. I haven't met anyone as evil as you." He scratched his head, thinking. "Remember when we stuffed Draco's bed with frogs?" He asked, chuckling.

"You still remember that?" I asked, surprised. I did that after my first year at Beaubatons. Blaise and his family came over to celebrate Draco finishing his first year. Meanwhile, me and Blaise decided to give him a gift of our own. We put the muffliato spell on our parents so they wouldn't hear him scream.

"That was the greatest prank I ever pulled," Blasie said, "How could I ever forget it?"

"Well, Blaise," I said, formally, "I see you have an excellent memory." I leaned a bit more to him and whispered, "Maybe the next time you visit, we can pull another one."

Draco cleared his throat. All heads turned to him. "Ok, we're in view of the castle. Everybody get their robes on." As I opened my mouth, he said, "Not you, Amelia. Don't worry, Dumbledore will probably sort you in private."

I looked down, I don't want to be sorted in private. I want to break free. I'm tired of being a secret!

Once the train stopped, Draco told everyone that he'd catch up with them.

I didn't want to go alone, but Pansy insisted. I got up and left with her. I don't know why, but Draco looked angry.



"Petrificus Totalus!" I pointed my wand at the luggage rack. I knew Potter was there. His so precious invisibillity cloak was trapped beneath him, leaving his trainers showing.

"I thought so," I said jubilantly, "I heard the trunk hit you. And I thought I saw something flash through the air when me and Blaise came back..."

I looked at his trainers for a bit.

"You didn't hear anything I care about, Potter. But while I've got you here..."

And I stamped hard on his face. I heard his nose crack; blood spluttered everywhere.

"That's from my father. By the way, now that my sister's here, I don't want you to bother her, or i promise you'll get more than this. She'll probably deal with you herself, and let me tell you, it's painful."

I dragged the cloak from under Potter's immobolized body and threw it over him.

"I don't reckon they'll find you till the train's back in London," I said quietly. "See you around, Potter... or not."

Taking care to step on his fingers, I left the compartment.


Draco wasn't late presicely. I saw him enter the Great Hall. I had to sit outside, Dumbledore said. Professor McGonnagal was with me. I never thought much of her, but now that I saw her, I have a different impression. I could practically see the power flowing of her.

"I'm going inside," she said, gripping my shoulders, "Exactly five minutes after me, I want you to walk in. You asked Professor Dumbledore to be sorted in public and he agreed." She smiled at me. "You are very pretty, and I hope you do better than your brother."

I smiled back at this lady. "Thank you, Proffesor. I'm glad that you already think well of me."

She nodded to me and stepped into the Great Hall.

I sat there after she left; if all the teachers were going to treat me this way, then I think I'm really going to like it.

Five minutes passed. I took a deep breath and pushed the doors to the Great Hall open.

I heard Professor McGonnagal say my name, "Malfoy, Amelia."

My head high, my back straight, I walked to the sorting hat.



I smiled with pride as he watched sister walk down to the Sorting Hat. She was beautiful! And she represented the Malfoy family perfectly. I love father very much, but the way he looks at Amelia just makes me hate him so much. Why does he hate her so much? She's the greatest girl I know!

I sighed. Sometimes being a Malfoy was just too conufusing.


Everything seemed to be going in slow motion.

I could hear gasps. I could hear people saying things like, "Wow! She's Pretty.", "Malfoy?!", "Not another one!".

I saw Granger looking at me, confusion covered her face. Beside her was the Blood-traitor, Weasly, staring with his mouth wide open. Infront of them both was Potter, who didn't look surprised at all.

I smiled inspite of myself. These people were as surprised as I thought they would be, with the exception of Potter.

I sat down on the chair and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head.

"Another Malfoy?" It said. My insides jumped, but I kept calm. My brain was racing; I was sure Draco never said this thing could talk!

Dumbledore was staring intently. I could feel all eyes on me. No one spoke, no one moved.

"You are very hard to sort, dear. Brave, Cunning, smart and even nice, a little. That's something from every house. If I may ask, where would you like to go?" It asked me.

"I don't care," I said sharply and quiet enough so only the hat would hear, "Just stop talking to me and put me in a house you insolent hat."

"Insolent?" It said with a tint of annoyance in tis voice. "Yes, you are a Slytherin, but there's something in you that is so Gryffindor." It said.

After another moment on my head, the hat finally shouted, "Slytherin!"

The Slytherin table applauded and cheered.

I got off the chair and walked over to the table. A number of boys asked me to sit with them, but I kindly declined all of them.

I took my place beside my brother Draco. He hugged me around the shoulder as Dumbledore made his speech.

Dumbledore talked about this and that, but I didn't really pay attention.

Once he was done, everybody began to eat. There was a variety of foods. Different foods here and there.

I wasn't really hungry, so I picked at my food. Draco, on the other hand, filled his plate, and once he was done eating that, he filled it once more! For someone so skinny, Draco did eat a lot!

Once everyone was done eating, the kids began to leave the Great Hall. Draco sat beside me, mumbling about his stomach. I smiled, Draco was always like that. He looks at the food in delight, fills his plate, eats speedy fast so he can have thirds and fourths, then, in the end, he has stomach pain.

Pansy grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of my seat.

"Do you want to go to the Slytherin Common Room?" she asked cheerfully.

"Well, you didn't really give me much of a choice," I said as she practically dragged me down the hall.




That was a bit long.. Hope you liked it!

xo Lilly xo

That was way way way good! please post more soon!

Okay, here's the next chapter :

Chapter 3:

Once we got to the dungeons, we stopped infront of the common room door.

Myself, I didn't know the password. Pansy did, but it took her a while to remember.

"Um... Draco Dormiens Nunq--" She scratched her head in thought.

"Pansy, you forgot the password?" I asked, a little surprised, because I knew it! It was on every Slytherin flag.

"Yes, but I'll find it ou--"

"Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus," I said, with a smile.

Pansy looked at me, relieved but at the same time surprised.

"How did you know?" she asked me as we stepped inside.

"Pansy, it's on every Slytherin flag ever made," I said, laughing a bit.

"Oh, right." she said smiling.

I wasn't totally overwhelmed with the common room. Unlike the first years, she knew what the Common Room looked like. Draco had often described it to her.

Pansy finally let go of me, and we walk up the stairs to the girls' dorm like civil people.



I walked into a huge room. All the beds were draped with green and silver and had green blankets. I liked it.

There were others sitting there. A girl who had midnight black hair gave me a dirty look and talked real loud.

"Look girls," she told her group, "It's Miss Perfect all puffed up at shipped from Beaubatons." All the girls with her giggled.

It didn't make me angry, I was actually excited. I knew I was going to make enemies, but hey, no one said that couldn't be fun.

"Well, Miss," I said, my silver nails scratching my head, "At least in Beaubatons, they were real girls. Or better, real humans." I said with a smirk. That was one of the many things me and Draco had in common; our smirk.

The way I talked frightened her. I knew her kind of girl, she was the kind that liked attention and the kind that fed on others' fear.

Her smile turned into a very tiny frown.

"No one gets the better of me," she said, her black eyes glinting a scarlet red. She started walking towards me, hands on her hips.

I smiled at her as Pansy, hiding behind me, whispered (or tried to), but before she could, the other girl talked.

"I can see you, Parkinson." she said, a dull look on her face. "And as for you," she said, her eyes narrowing slightly, " my name is Sabrina J. Alexander. My family is one of the last families related Salazar Slytherin." She sighed, "Unfortuantely, next to yours."

I smiled. "That's right, Miss Alexander. Now if you may, please step out of my way, before you get me really angry." I said, still calm. I had a lot of reasons already to resent this girl. She didn't look much older than me, but she had a sharp tongue. She was about to find out that she wasn't the only one.

She came closer to me and looked me over.

I tried to walk aroung her, but apparently, she didn't want me to leave just yet.

"If I'm not mistaken," I said, my voice rising slightly, "I asked you to move out of my way."

She smirked. "And if I'm not mistaken, I didn't move."

I shoved her back. "Yes, your not mistaken, but you will move."

She shoved me back, once she regained her balance.

"You think you're all great," she said, little beads of sweat forming on her flawless forehead. "If you were so perfect, then why did your parents hide you away, hmm?" She asked.

That shook me a bit. Oh, so this was her plan. Since she couldn't break me, she tried to nip away from the inside. From the memories.

It made me angry.

With a speedy movement, my wand was in my hand pointed at her neck.

"I'm not afraid to kill you," I said, softly.

"You wouldn't dare," she said, shaking slightly.

"Really?" I asked, raising my brows. My wand was going deeper in her neck.

I opened my mouth and she fell backwards.

"Pathetic," I said, shaking my head. "You are pathetic. As much as I hated my hiding away, it taught me things that you could never learn."

I looked down at her on the floor. She was looking up into the coldest eyes she's ever seen in her life.

"Stay out of my way," I said as I walked away from her.

Her friends helped pick her up. As she got up, she laughed merrily.

"See girls, I knew she wouldn't do it. To do a killing curse you have to-"

A green flash of light hit the ground precisely 10cm away from her.

"You have to really want to do it," I finished for her, putting my wand away. "And don't try me, because believe me, I really want to do it."

I walked away from Sabrina with Pansy, mouth open in shock, at my back.

As we walked down the stairs, it was so obvious, but I knew this wasn't going to be my last fight with that girl..


If I made spelling mistakes, sorry, cause I wasn't really paying attention when I was typing this.. Hope you liked it!

xo Lilly xo

OOh, that was terrific! i loved it! and Amelia kinda scares me, lol, the whole killing thing, oh well, she seems like the perfect malfoy! (i'll stop blabbering now)
PAMS i need more really soon!
~Sydnie

oh, I'm not a big fan of the Malfoy family, but I'm totally liking Amelia...and you portray Draco in a way that...makes him much more likable.
PAMS!
<3~Josey

i really like this story!!! tee hee, i like how you have the dramione subplot.

Yay!! New Readers!! I'm really glad you guys are enjoying this. I knoe, Sabrina irks me aswell, but really, in these stories, you need a character like that.. She's going to be in the story alot, though not in the next couple of chapters, I believe.. Here's the next Chapter, Enjoy!

Chapter 4:


The next day, I found myself standing infront of Dumbledore's desk. I looked at him, hands behind my back, and my eyes dull. Somehow, I knew he would hear about this.

Finally he spoke, his eyes filled with a wisdom that I could never acheive.

"Amelia Malfoy. We meet at last," he said, his voice so casual that she had to look at him in shock. "I wanted to meet you, ofcourse, but not this way." He leaned back in his chair. "From what I hear, you damaged the Slytherin Girls Domitory floor. And when I went up there myself, I saw nothing other than the traces of a killing curse." He raised his eyebrows. " I never figured you to be a killer, Miss Malfoy."

"Neither did I," I said, "And I'm not a killer professor." I said, hands still locked behind my back.

"Then who, may I ask, sent the killing curse?" he said, his tone finally sounding serious.

"Sir, I did, and I will not lie to you." I said, "But I did not kill anyone"

He sighed. "There is nothing more I could say to you then." He said.

I knew a dismissal when I heard one. I turned on my heel and was about to leave when he said, "Please, Amelia, avoid doing anything.. to scare the students."

I turned to look back at him. "Sir, I cannot make any promises, but I will try my best." I nodded and left.


The next week, Pansy had detention with Proffesor McGonnagal for some reason. She refused to tell me why though. I left it at that.

I wanted to get some of my Ancient Runes homework done. I don't even know why I took the subject. I walked into the library, but the moment I did, I was profoundly shocked. I nearly dropped my books.

There she sat, that Hermione Granger. She was beautiful! She looked at me, her brown curls falling over her eyes. Her straight nose just sat perfectly on her face. Her chocolate brown eyes showing none of her emotions.

She took one look at me, made a face, and turned back to her books. That made me angry. I didn't like the fact that with one look people would judge me to be on the black list. My mind raced, actually, after my litttle bout with Sabrina, maybe I am. I sighed and walked over to her.

I dumped my books on the table and sat across from her. She narrowed her eyes at me and began to get up. I didn't make anything of it, I picked up my Ancient Runes book, and as she was gathering her books I said, "I thought more of you, Granger but now I know I was wrong." I looked at her, my eyes dull.

"Well," she said, after she regained her calmness, "You sure do think a lot, then, I suppose."

I shook my head as she stood up. "Don't go." I said. "Please." I added in a quiet voice.

Hermione looked at me, shock etched across her face. To my surprise, she sat down. She smiled.

"I'm sorry, Amelia. I've just been hearing odd rumors about you lately." She said kindly.

I raised my eyebrows. "Oh? Like what?" I asked.

Hermione looked troubled. "Um-" She began, "So- Some people are saying that you.. you.. did something in the Slytherin Girls' Dormitory..."

I gave her a smile. "This is about the killing curse, right?" I asked.

She nodded. "And when Harry and Ron heard about it, they told me to stay away from you."

At the sound of his name, my brain started racing. "Um.. Hermione, why wasn't Harry Potter.. Surprised when I walked into the Great Hall? It was almost as if he knew I was coming."

Hermione looked frustrated. She leaned a bit closer. "Draco never told you?" she asked.

Now my heart started beating faster. "Never told me what?" I asked, my curiosity growing.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Hermione, you're cutting the story into peices and I would appreciate it if you'd stop." I snapped.

And with that, someone put their arm around my neck, cutting off my air. I took out my wand in a quick movement, and stunned him.

I looked at Hermione; her hand was over her mouth in shock. All of a sudden, I knew who I just stunned.

I got up and saw Harry Potter on the floor.


Hope you all liked it!!

xo Lilly xo