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Draco Malfoy and the Family Curse(repost)

Naga! Draco Malfoy x Slytherin! Female! Reader

(I do not own Draco Malfoy. J.K. Rowling and Warner Brother Studios. If this isn't your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee, please feel free to move along. Reader discretion is advised)

TW:, Arranged marriage, Family curse, hybrid transformation(dragon and naga), Reader is a half dragon hybrid, Au where Sirius didn’t go to Azkaban, Lucius is nice, pain, animal transformation.

WC: 28,025

You’re spending the summer at Malfoy Manor with your dads, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black as you usually do. It’s the year before you’re expected to get your acceptance letter to Hogwarts and you’re sitting at the breakfast table in the kitchen next to Draco, Remus and Sirius are making themselves plates of food while Lucius and Narcissa are sitting across from each other next to Draco. You look up and hear the owls chirp. They come through the window and land on the perch on the dining table, holding two letters from Hogwarts in their beaks. “THEY CAME!” Draco exclaims as he stands up from his seat and grabs his letter from the snowy owl and grabs yours from the dark grey owl the hand it to you. You see the aged parchment of the envelopes and the Hogwarts school crest stamped into the red wax sealing the letter. You’re quietly buzzing in excitement as you look up at Remus and Sirius watches you with a gleam of excitement in their eyes. You opened yours just as eagerly as Draco was, tension filling the air as the both of you read your letters. “I got in!” You exclaimed and hugged your dads as Draco read over his too. You looked over to Draco and read over his shoulder to try and see what his letter said too.

“What does yours say, Draco?” You asked him as you tried reading his letter too but he pulled it to his chest.

“I’m not gonna tell you.” He spoke, his smug grin playing across his lips.

“Kidding, I got in too, Y/n.” He told you a moment later and gave you a hug as he was happy that the two of you would be going to the same school together and hopefully you would join him in Slytherin when the two of you went to Hogwarts. Lucius looks happy that the two of you were going to Hogwarts together but you caught the man pushing his chair out and looking to your dads as if it were time that the three of them to discuss a subject that had since long since been delayed when you and Draco had been born. Remus and Sirius had both wiped their mouths and thanked Narcissa for the food before following Lucius out of the kitchen and into his study. Narcissa helped Dobby, their house elf clear the plates before looking to the pair of you.

“Run along, why don’t you? Your fathers need to discuss something important.” She spoke and looked to Dobby. “Watch over the children. I’ll care for the dishes, Dobby.” She spoke and the house elf nodded.

“Of course, Mistress.” He spoke and followed you and Draco out of the kitchen and into the living room that connected to Lucius’s office where you could hear the muffled voices of your Papa and Dad talking to Lucius. You began walking over to the door to try and eavesdrop when Draco grabbed your wrist.

“Don’t. Father doesn’t like it when I try to eavesdrop. I don’t think he will like it when you do either.” He told you and pulled you to the carpet in front of the fireplace, Dobby tending to the fire to make sure it was warm enough with the poker, and smiling a little when you and Draco approached.

“I hope the fire is hot enough for Miss y/n and Master Draco.” He spoke before hopping down to assist the two of you with whatever you needed. Draco got up on a stool to reach a shelf where he pulled a chessboard down from a shelf and set it up in front of you. “The fire is perfect, Dobby, thank you.” You told him before going to Draco and setting up the white pieces.

“Do you know how to play?” He asked as he pulled out the pieces and set up the board. You nodded and helped him set up the different pieces that went into Wizard Chess. You shifted your back uncomfortably as you set up the pieces and Draco noticed. “You know you don’t have to hide them around me. I really like seeing them.” He spoke and you gave out a sigh of relief as you let your majestic black leathery wings unfold your back, your powerful tail show from under the back hem of your shirt and flick around, a pair of pale, spiraling horns grow out from your dark curls, and patches of scales on bronze and black show on your skin, a patch appearing on your neck and stopping just at the corner of your mouth as you allowed yourself to fully transform.

Draco and Dobby watched you in awe as you looked at them with your golden eyes. “Miss Black looks lovely.” Dobby says before Draco says to get them both some hot chocolate and the elf scurries off to make the drinks for them since Draco wanted to be alone with you. He reached out to touch your wing before pulling his hand back, remembering he needed to ask before touching your dragon features.

“May I touch your wings and horns?” He asked, shoving his hands under his arms. You chuckled and nodded, tilting your head to him. Draco reached over and touched your horns gently, as if they were made of porcelain. “They aren’t gonna shatter at your touch, Draco.” You reassured him and he sighed. “They look so pretty though.” He told you and ran his fingers over the ridges that showed the layers of growth.

“Thank you.” You told him and moved your wings forward so Draco could touch them. Draco reached out and touched your wings gingerly, treating them as if they were as fragile as ancient parchment and to treated with the most delicate care that he could muster. “Draco, I’m not made of glass. I’ll be okay.” You reassured him as he spread your wing a little to see just how large the wingspan is. “They’re huge! Have you tried flying with them yet?” He asked as he looked back at you. “No… I’m too scared and there isn’t much room to fly around at home without Muggles noticing.” You told him and he looked a little sad and nodded in understanding.

“You know you could try flying here. We have plenty of space here and father always makes sure to keep the grounds cloaked and we’re far enough away that no Muggles will ever find out. You’d be safe here and we would support you.” He whispered as he pressed his forehead to yours, holding your hand in his as he ran his thumb over your knuckles, showing you support, only looking up to you to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. He finished setting up the chessboard and the two of you began playing the game, occasionally looking to the door to Lucius’s study.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” Draco asks.

“Dunno. Work maybe.” You respond as you move your chess piece on the board. You look up when you hear the door to the office open, seeing your dad, papa, and Lucius all exit the office. Sirius, your papa walks over with his gentle smile on his face and gleam in his eye. Sirius holds his hand out to you and you stand up. “Come with me into the kitchen, love. You and Draco can finish your game in a moment, you, dad, and I need to talk about something important.” He told you as your hand was in his.

Sirius led you into the kitchen with Remus trailing behind the pair of you. Once you were seated at the kitchen table, Remus handed you a chocolate chip cookie and a cup of tea before both he and Sirius sat across from you, watching you enjoy your cookie as you dunk it into the mind tea that complimented the chocolate of the cookie. Remus nudged his partner as Sirius was hesitated telling you the important news. “Y/n, as you know, your dad and I have been talking with Mr. Malfoy. I’m sure you and Draco have been curious as to what we have been discussing.” Sirius began as he watched you happily eat at your cookie and listen to him speak.

“I have been curious what you and Mr. Malfoy have been talking about for hours at a time all locked away in his office. What is it, Papa?” You ask as you take a bite of your cookie. Sirius sighs, looked to Remus who gave him a reassuring nod, and turned his gaze back to you, relishing your youthful innocence before speaking. Sirius took a deep breath before speaking.

“You have been arranged be married to Draco Malfoy when both you an him turn eighteen and have graduated Hogwarts together. Its for your own good and we want you to be happy.” Sirius spoke. You felt like a bomb had been dropped as your life had been planned for you without your say in the matter. The rest of your cookie was dropped to the table as you slid off the bench and ran out of the room, you had felt like the room was suffocating you and you needed to get out of there.

You went into the dining room where Lucius and Narcissa were talking with Draco whose eyes were wide as saucers. Arranged? You were eleven! You were going to Hogwarts in the fall with Draco as your best friend, not your future husband! You run to Draco in the dining room and hug him, not wanting this revelation to be true.

“Please tell me that it’s not true.” You ask as you pull away and look him in the eyes. Draco’s happy face falters when he sees your distraught expression and he cupped your cheek with his hand as he matched your gaze.

“It’s true, y/n, we’re arranged to be married when we graduate Hogwarts.” He says, a little happy. You look terrified at his words and you pull away as the room suddenly feels stuffy and you couldn’t breathe. “Th-this is seven years from now, Draco.” You tell him as you try to wrap your mind around the situation. Your body showing more stress as you felt the walls of the manor closing in on you. You saw Draco’s face express concern as you gripped his hands and you felt your papa’s hand rub your back comfortingly.

“Pup, I know you’re nervous, but we wanted to ensure you’ll be happy. You know we won’t be here forever and with your hybrid status, your dad and I wanted you to have a husband.” Sirius told you. You gripped Draco’s hands harder before letting them go, your pupils dilating to slits before staring up at your papa.

“This is because you don’t think I’ll find a husband on my own? You really think I won’t because of my appearance? You decided who I will marry for me? How could you!” You exclaim before shoving your papa’s hand off your back and you storm out of the manor with Remus and Sirius following you. Lucius grab’s Draco’s arm as he stood up to try and go after you. “Let her go cool off, Draco. Her fathers will hopefully speak some reason into her.” He spoke and Draco nodded, he wanted to go after you so badly as he hated seeing you distressed like this. You went outside and unfolded your wings a little as you ran off into the maze of the rose gardens. You didn’t want this.

You didn’t want to be forced to marry Draco. You wanted to marry him of your own volition. Not because some pureblood tradition was in place. You let tears stream from your face as you found a water fountain near the center of the garden with stone benches that you could hide under as you heard your dad’s voices, Draco’s and Lucius’ voices get closer. You slipped under one of the stone benches as you heard your dads’ voices get closer. You wrap your wings around yourself to hide yourself better as the adults walked past the fountain area but you saw Draco’s shined shoes stop in front of the bench where you were hiding and he bent down, seeing your black, leathery wing just peeking out of the shadows.

“I know its you hiding under there. What are you doing down here?” You heard him ask as he got on his hands and knees and crawled under the bench with you. You unfolded your wings to enclose him in your hiding spot in case the adults circled back around. “I’m hiding.” You told him as he pulled himself up to hug his knees to his chest so he could fit inside of your wings as you pulled them around him. “Why do we need to hide?” He asked. “I don’t wanna marry you under arrangement.” You told him and he looked a little upset but he held your hands in comfort.

“What are you saying? You don’t want to get married to me at all?” He asked as concern crosses his face as he didn’t want to lose you. He had grown to love you, arrangement or not. “I didn��t expect my dads to tie me off to someone just because they were afraid, I’d never find a husband because of my appearance. I’d want to marry you, arrangement or not.” You tell him, frustration lacing your voice as you tug your legs closer to your chest. Draco laced his fingers with yours and held your gaze as he was surprised you still wanted him.

“You still want me?” He asked quietly. Your golden eyes snapped up to his and you nodded. “But I don’t want to be pushed into a marriage right out of school. I to have a job and a life.” You told him as you looked panicked and worried as you felt your dreams being taken away from you. You looked into his silvery eyes as he had a spark of curiosity as to what you wanted to be when you graduated Hogwarts. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” He asked with awe and wonder in his eyes.

“I want to study Magizoology and be a teacher at Hogwarts. Dad and Papa have told me so much about the school and their adventures there when they went to school that I love it so much and want to live there all the time.” You tell him, Draco nods as he wants this dream of yours to come true. He pressed his forehead to yours and locked eyes with you. “I don’t mind waiting. I want you to achieve your goals just as much as you do, Y/n. I understand not wanting to rush into a marriage. I don’t want to get married right out of school either. I want to be a potion master when I grow up. But I also must live up to my father’s expectations too.” Draco confesses as he holds your hands, gripping them tightly and rubbing his thumbs across the back of them in reassurance.

You took deep breaths and closed your eyes until you heard your dads’ footsteps and the footsteps of Mr. Malfoy and that walking stick of his approach and Draco holds you close. “We have to come out of the bench, Y/n.” He told you and you whined, not wanting to leave the safety of your hiding spot just yet. Your whine, however was the thing that gave the two of you away. You felt the tap of Lucius’s stick and you flinched, hissing and drawing away from where Lucius was standing You were going to try and slip out from the back end of the bench before you heard your dad defend you.

“Don’t hurt my daughter like that. Its your proposal that sent her running in the first place. She doesn’t need to be tapped with a stick to come out of her hiding spot just because you found her.” Remus said to Lucius in a firm tone. “She doesn’t need to hiss like some feral animal when I try to encourage her out of her… unusual hiding spot. Draco. Come out from under there, you’ll get your clothes duties if you haven’t already.” Lucius spoke and Draco hesitantly left your side and scrambled to his feet, brushing the dirt from his pants. You reached for Draco as you wanted his comfort but all he could do was help you to your feet, helping you brush the dirt off your clothes too and holding you close. Lucius forces a smile when he sees you and ignores the protective glares from Sirius and Remus.

“Ah, there you are, Y/n. I’m glad to see you’ve come back to join us.” Lucius says to you and gestures for you to talk to him off to the side. You glance to your dad who nods to you, you leave Draco’s side to follow Lucius a small distance away from your dads and Draco. “Are you alright? I didn’t mean to hurt you when I tapped you with my cane, Y/n.” He said in a hushed tone as he looked at your wings for any sign of injury. “I am fine, Mr. Malfoy. Your gesture just caught me off guard.” You told him in the formal tone you had practiced with your dads. Lucius’s gaze softened.

“Good. I am glad you’re not harmed. Let’s head back, shall we?” He spoke and led you back to where your dads and Draco were waiting. You went to Draco’s side and he looked you in the eyes. “Are you alright? I know my father can be harsh. “I’m fine. Let’s just go back in and tell them that we want to prolong things.” You told him and walked back inside the manor with Draco, behind your dads and Lucius, holding hands as you did. Once inside, Draco led you to stand in front of the fireplace and looking to the men that had taken seats in front of you. “You two look like you have something you’d like to tell us.” Sirius pipes up after a moment of silence. Draco grips your hands and looks at the men.

“Y/n has told me that she wishes to prolong the marriage so she may pursue her dream of being a magizoologist and become a professor at Hogwarts.” Draco speaks for you, knowing you were too nervous to speak for yourself right then. You looked up from staring at the faux fur rug at your dads who were aware of your dream, Lucius, your future father-in-law wasn’t too happy with your wishes. “You should be lucky I even offered for Draco to be arranged to you, now you want to go and have a job instead of marrying him right out of school? You ungrateful-.” Lucius began as he stood up and approached you.

“I will still marry Draco. Just not right away. I am grateful to be arranged to him.” You told him as you found your voice and stood between Lucius and Draco. You held your hands behind your back, letting your golden eyes lock on Lucius’s grey ones. “I wish for you to respect my wishes. It is a job that I can do even while married to Draco. If you haven’t heard, your son wishes to be a potion master. I believe if he pursues this dream, he may even be potions professor at Hogwarts.” You tell him, letting your tail flick warily as you waited Lucius’s answer. Lucius found his composure and waved his hand of the matter.

“Are you sure of this? I’m sure you’re aware of my family’s wealth. You don’t need to work to make money, Y/n.” Lucius said as he was trying to change your mind of what you wanted. “I am well aware of your wealth, Mr. Malfoy. Think of this as a hobby then that I’d get paid for. Same for Draco.” You respond. Lucius pinches the bridge of his nose as Sirius chuckles at your boldness, getting swatted on the arm by Remus. Your eyes flicked to them before going back to Lucius as he recomposed himself. “Very well then. The both of you may pursue these careers. Once the both of you have secured jobs at Hogwarts with a decent pay, then you will be married, is that understood?” He spoke sternly and you nodded, keeping eye contact with Lucius who gave you a curt nod before retiring to his office for some fire whiskey with your dads.

You looked to Draco as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. He hugged you as Sirius walked up behind you. “You were great, darling. You did so well speaking for yourself. Your mother would have been proud.” Sirius says as he puts a hand on your back for a moment before leaving you and Draco alone to join his husband and in-law in the study. “I was proud of you too, Y/n. Its amazing how bold you can be when you put your mind to something.” Draco spoke as he held you close and the two of you went back to your chess game that the two of you had yet to finish.

~~~Three days later~~~ You and Draco were holding hands, walking down the uneven brick road of Diagon alley with Lucius trailing behind you both and keeping a close eye on the pair of you. Since your fathers had been called away for business, Lucius offered to pay for your school things, knowing that he would allow his future daughter-in-law to have only the best. You however knew your dads had secretly been called to attend an Order meeting back at Grimmauld Place. You would never tell Lucius or Draco that you and your dads were apart of the Order of the Phoenix. You instead kept your eyes on the piece of paper in your hands that held the list that you and Draco would ne ed for the upcoming school year. You gripped Draco’s hand as you read off the list.

“We need: Three sets of plain black work robes, one plain black pointed hat for daytime wear, one pair of dragon hide gloves, one winter cloak that’s black with silver fastenings…we need wands.” You say nervously and look to Ollivander’s Wand shop. Draco followed your gaze and held your hand. Draco reassured you. “I’m sure they will be able to slip away to watch you get your first wand, Y/n.” Draco reassured you, rubbing your shoulder and making sure you stick close to him as he guided you to Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions to get your robes, cloak, gloves, and hat.

While the two of you were in the store, Draco had found some dress robes that he thought would look good on you. “What do you think of these, Y/n?” He asked as he held up an emerald green crushed velvet dress with silver accents to you, wondering if you liked them, trying to distract you from the fact that your dads weren’t there with you. You gave him a fake smile as you touched the fabric of the dress.

“It’s pretty.” You told him before you let the fabric of the dress leave your hand and you turned to some of the other dresses on the rack. The dress he was showing you didn’t quite fit your taste as it reminded you of all the other dresses the women would wear to the stuffy, old fashioned parties the Malfoy family would throw throughout the year and you’d attend them with your dads. “Not your taste,Y/n? Tell me why.” He spoke as he was interested in what you liked and didn’t like. He put the emerald green dress back on the rack before looking to you, curling a finger under your chin and tilting your head up to him so he could look you in the eyes. “There’s those pretty golden eyes, I could get lost in them, you know. Now tell me why you didn’t like the dress.” He asked again.

“That dress reminds me of the stuffy parties that your family would throw all the time. I’d rather have something like this.” You tell him as you pull out a girl’s suit that had a galaxy pattern displayed all over the fabric with black accents that moved when you shifted the suit around and held it up in front of you.

“You would look beautiful in that.” Draco told you, leaning in and whispering into your ear as his father came over to check on the two of you. Lucius looks to the suit you’re holding up and raises an eyebrow. “That’s an impressive suit, Y/n. But isn’t it a …bit bold and unconventional?” He asked as his eyes flicked to the emerald green dress on the rack that Draco had shown you only moments before. “Yes, but I still like it. Papa says I am a bold and unconventional person.” You tell him and add the suit to the pile, knowing Lucius couldn’t do a thing since he was paying for what you wanted to get for the upcoming school year and any events that you were to attend at his manor throughout the year as Draco’s date. Lucius pinched the bridge of his nose and pulled out a pouch of coins for you and Draco to pay for your robes before moving onto the next store. Draco helped you with the amounts and paid for his own robes before handing the leftover coins to his father and taking your hand and leading you out of the store.

“Where would you like to go next, Y/n? Flourish and Blotts for our books? The apothecary to get our items for potions? Or do you want a break and have me spoil you with some ice cream at the Parlor?” Draco whispered into your ear. Lucius came up to his side and tapped him with his cane. “Don’t be so close in public, Draco.” He scolded gently. “Yes, Father.” Draco spoke as he gripped your hand and led you to the ice cream parlor with the name Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream parlor above the door. Draco held the door open for you and followed you inside, Lucius staying outside the shop as a familiar face had walked up to him and began talking. Draco guided you to the counter and leaned into your ear.

“Pick whatever you like. Father gave me enough to spoil you a little.” He said into your ear, which made you blush. You went about picking what you wanted, watching Draco do the same and paying for both before walking with you to a nearby table and eating your sweet treats.

Once the treats had been consumed, Draco stood up and helped you dispose of your napkins before rejoining his father outside.

“Did the two of you enjoy yourselves?” Lucius asked as he finished a conversation with a coworker of his.

“Yes, we did, father.” Draco spoke, holding the pouch of coins up to his father. “Hold onto it for now. That’s for you to buy things for Y/n.” You hear Lucius whisper to Draco before the two of you walked on to Flourish and Blotts, wanting to save the wand shopping for last, hoping your dads would come to see you get your first wand. It was a bit far-fetched but you could only hope to wish that they would arrive. You led the men into the bookstore and went about looking for your school books, Draco sticking close to you and grabbing copies of the same books in silence. Draco did leave your side for a moment, going to the empty journals and trying to pick one out that he though you would like. He eventually settled on a brown, leather-bound journal with a dragon etched into the cover. Lucius approached and looked over his son’s shoulder at what he had selected for you.

“Does she keep a journal, Draco?” He whispered into his son’s ear as he put his hand on Draco’s shoulder. “She does. Her current one is almost full.” He spoke as he looked at you as you were picking your copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. “Good option then. Just know its an invasion of privacy to read her journals unless she asks you, Draco.” Lucius says before walking around the store and checking on you, keeping you distracted about what your favorite creatures were while Draco purchased the journal and left his school books at the register for his father to pay for before he walked to you, holding the journal behind his back. “I’ll go pay for your books and Draco’s, Y/n. You two go outside and I’ll find you after.” Lucius spoke as he gave a knowing look to Draco who smirked as his father walked off. Draco guided you outside the store and pulled you off to the side, away from the main crowd. He presented the journal to you.

Your eyes widening and you accept the journal, thanking him and telling him that your current diary was almost full. Draco smiled, not letting you know that he had known that for a while now. You hugged him and he returned the hug. As you pulled away, Draco pecked your cheek, leaving you flustered. Draco held your hand as Lucius found the both of you.

“The last thing on both your lists is your wands. Are you ready?” Lucius asked. Draco’s eyes lit up but you were unsure. Your dads hadn’t shown up yet. You wanted your dad and Papa here with you to experience you getting your first wand but you figured they were super busy with Order work which you understood but still found it unfair. Lucius knelt to your level and met your gaze.

“I know you want your fathers here, Y/n. We can wait outside the store for a little while. I’m sure they will show up.” Lucius says before he stands and guides the both of you to a small table near Ollivander’s wand shop, sipping on some cream sodas while you waited. You hardly touched your soda while you gazed at the worn-down brick of the road before you heard the pop of apparition. Your head snapped up and saw your dads standing outside Ollivander’s wand shop, looking around before their eyes landed on you. They both seemed a little out of breath and slightly disheveled, receiving a raised eyebrow from Lucius as they approached the three of you.

“Did you get your wand already?” Sirius asked as his eyes met yours, Remus standing beside him. You shook your head.

“No, we were gonna go in soon though. But Mr. Malfoy let me wait for a bit because I wanted you and dad to be here. You and dad always told me that the moment a wand chooses the witch or wizard is important.” You told them. Remus smiled and Sirius had that familiar twinkle in his eye that always gave you a warm feeling in your chest. You finished your soda and hopped off the chair, going into the store with Draco. Mr. Ollivander walked to the front of the store and greeted you both.

“Well, hello there! I see that Mr. Malfoy and Miss Black finally came to my shop. I was wondering when the two of you would arrive.” He spoke and glanced up to the window, seeing Remus, Sirius, and Lucius looking in at us. “Ah yes, I remember when both your fathers came in here for their first wands. Now, lets have Miss Black go first, shall we?” Ollivander spoke and handed you a wand first. You flick the wand, something in the shop breaks, Ollivander takes the wand away, and hands you another. You test that wand and green sparks shoot from the tip.

“Not quite. Hmmm. Maybe a different core to match your mother’s hybrid status, yes. How about this one?” He asks, handing you a lovely wand that you take in your hand and test out on a partially dead flower on the counter that’s immediately brought back to life. It’s the perfect one. “Excellent, This wand was made from hornbeam wood, with a dragon horn core, twelve and three-quarters inches. Resilient. A perfect fit for you, Miss Black.” Ollivander spoke, letting you hold onto the wand before turning to Draco and studying him for a moment. Mr. Ollivander taps his chin before going to the back of the store and coming back to the front with a black wooden box in hand. He set the box down and took the lid off, presenting the wand to Draco.

“Hawthorn, unicorn hair, ten inches, reasonably springy.” Ollivander says as he hands the wand to Draco, glancing up to Lucius who was watching his son receive his first wand, then back down to Draco who flicked the wand at a nearby candle, lighting it on the first try. His eyes lit up and he looked to you before looking to his dad for approval, a forced smirk on his face. He looked down to his wand and stared at it in awe. His eyes flicked up to meet your gaze again. He gave you a genuine smile before turning to his dad who was followed by your fathers as they had quietly entered the shop after Draco had gotten his wand.

Lucius had stepped forward to Ollivander to pay for the wands as you hugged your dads and showed them your wand, glancing to Draco as he stood by his father who was looking for a wand holster for Draco. You turned your attention back to your dads who had knelt to your level as you were bubbling with excitement as you told them about how you felt when you waved the wand and saw the flowers come back to life. “You did such a good job, darling. Make sure to take good care of your wand. Why don’t you go pick a holster for your wand?” Remus suggested and walked with you to the display of different holsters for your wand and helping you settle on a black one that Lucius insisted on paying for. You hugged your dads again as they had to leave again, saying they had to get back to work. You were sad to see them disappear into the crowd of witches and wizards attending their errands. Draco stood by your side and held your hand, placing a gentle kiss on your temple.

“They will be back tonight, Y/n. Don’t worry. Now what’s left on the list?” He asked, wanting to distract you from you missing your dads. He wanting nothing more but to get you back to Malfoy Manor and comfort you. “Well, we can either get owls or not get them. I’d rather just use the owls there at school to send letters.” You told Draco and he agreed. The two of you wrapped up the list, going to the apothecary to complete the list, Lucius rewarding you both with butterbeers at the Leaky Cauldron as he had some business to attend to. You and Draco had dropped off your school items in your rooms before going down to the tavern. Lucius had the pair of you sit at a table, ordering the two of you butterbeers while he went to another table in the corner, keeping the two of you in his sight. Draco took a sip of his drink and watches you take a drink out of yours.

“Tell me something, Y/n. Are you just as nervous about going to school as I am?” he asked and looked at you as he gripped the handle of his mug. You looked down at the foamy surface of your butterbeer before looking up to Draco. You were nervous and you were happy to know that he was nervous too.

“I am nervous. What if we’re sorted into different houses? Then we wouldn’t be together as often.” You said with a pout.

“Don’t stress it. I’m sure we will both end up in the same house.” He reassured you by holding your hand.

“Which house do you want to be in?” You asked. Draco looked back to his father then to you.

“I hope to end up in Slytherin, like my mother and father did. As for you, I’d hope you’d be in Slytherin with me but I’d still like you no matter what house you ended up in.” He told you as he rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand. You felt a little relieved that he said that as you secretly wanted to be in Slytherin too since you had known that every other member of the Black family was in Slytherin but your father. You mother had been in Ravenclaw. You didn’t know what house the hat would put you in so you’d have to wait until the two of you got to the school and were sorted. You drained your butterbeer and stood up with Draco after he finished his drink too before the two of you went up to your joined rooms. Draco pulled you into his room and laid on his bed, pulling you close to cuddle you close while Lucius finished up his business downstairs.

Lucius finished up his business downstairs before coming up to Draco’s room and finding you asleep in Draco’s arms. Lucius smiled softly and let the two of you sleep before going to his own room to work.

Draco woke up before you did, watching you sleep peacefully before you stirred. He ran a hand through your hair gently, enjoying your curls that matched your papa’s. Lucius knocked on the door before opening it and saw the two of you. “I’m sorry to have to wake her but its time for us to head back to the manor. She can rest in your room with you when we get home, Draco.” Lucius spoke and Draco shook your shoulder gently to wake you. You grumbled and opened your eyes to look at him.

“There you are, Y/n. Time to go home.” You heard Draco say as he stroked your hair and you blinked a couple times before sitting up and climbing out of bed, feeling ashamed as you had been caught close to Draco. Lucius saw your expression and stepped inside, a smirk on his face.

“You’re fine, Y/n.” Lucius spoke and gave you reassuring smile. You climbed out of the bed, straightening your clothes, and grabbing your school items, tucking them away in your trunk before wheeling it out of the room, Draco and Lucius following behind you as the three of you went to the floo system in the Leaky Cauldron to go back to Malfoy Manor.

Once you had set your trunk in your room, Draco pulled you to his side and guided you to his room. “Draco? What are you doing? I want to read my Fantastic Beasts book!” You protested as he pulled you into his bed with him. “You can read that later. Right now, I think you need to be held and I want to hold you.” Draco spoke and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to his chest. You held him back and rested your head on his shoulder. “Talk to me. Tell me about yourself.” You asked as you looked up at him. “Well. I am looking forward to spending the school year with you. I’m excited to fall in love with you, learn about potions. I hope I’ll have time for drawing.” He tells you as he rubs lazy circles on your back. “You like to draw?” You asked him and he nodded, pulling away from you to grab his sketchbook. He handed it to you. you flipped through it and there were many different designs of dress robes, school uniforms, and casual wear. A lot of them were for women and winged hybrids like you. from button up backs, lace up backs, and Velcro backs, there were all kinds of fixture for clothing accommodating hybrids like you. A set of dress robes that was a hybrid of a suit top and the skirt of a women’s dress that looked to be made with your species in mind. Draco had drawn the structure of your wings spread slightly perfectly and with intense detail. “This is amazing, Draco. I didn’t know you drew so well. I love them all.” You told him as you looked at other designs.

“You know I could make you anything you wanted to wear, Y/n. Just say the word and its yours.” He whispered into your ear. You blushed bright pink and cuddled into him. He held you close as he showed you other designs and talked to you about how he was excited to learn potions. He even got his potions book from his pile of school items and showed you his favorite potions that he was looking forward to learning about like the draft of the living death and the wiggenwield potions. He paused on Amortentia and looked to you. “I wonder what you’d smell with this one, darling?” He asked as he showed the page to you and smiled softly. “Maybe I’d smell you? I don’t know yet.” You responded, unsure of what you’d actually smell. ~~~ At King’s Cross Station~~~ You were pushing your trolley down the walkway with Draco right next to me. Lucius, Narcissa, Remus, and Sirius following behind us. We approach the pillar that separates platforms nine and ten and Sirius bends to your level. “Now, all you have to do is run right at the pillar between platforms nine and ten, love.” He tells you, letting you run to the pillar and disappear on the other side. Draco appears next to you a moment later with a smile on his face. The two of you push your trolleys out of the way of the entrance to watch his parents and your dads appear through the pillar. Lucius has his hand on the small of Narcissa’s back as he walked through and smiled when he saw you standing next to Draco. You smiled when you saw your dads walk through the doorway holding hands.

“There you are, love.” Sirius spoke and let go of his partner’s hand to approach you and guide you to the bright red and black train engine sitting on the tracks warming up for the long trip to the school in the Highlands of Scotland. You go get checked into the train and pull your trunk and other suitcases off the trolley and into the storage compartment of the train before you turn back and run to hug your dads, wrapping your arms around Remus’ neck. “I’ll miss you when I’m at school.” You tell your dad. “We will miss you too, Y/n. You behave yourself while you’re gone and make sure to keep up with your studies, alright? Send letters every week to check in on you, okay?” Remus tells you as he holds you. You hug him and bury your nose into his neck to pick up his scent again before you leave for school. You pull away and go to your Papa and hugging him too.

Sirius held you close and rubbed your back, giving you comfort. He pulled away and set you down. He knelt to your level and made you look at him. “I know that both your dad and I have told you this repeatedly as you grew up, but I want to tell you this again before you go on the train and head of to school. Both your father and I love you no matter what house you end up in. Your mother would’ve loved you no matter what house you ended up in Your house doesn’t define you are still a good person no matter where you’re sorted.” Sirius told you as he looked you in the eyes, hoping the importance of the matter would sink in. Remus nodded and put his hand on Sirius’ shoulder as he agreed with his husband.

“You will be fine, pup. We will be proud of you no matter where you end up. Just focus on becoming a great magizoologist and don’t get into too much trouble.” He told you before giving you one more hug before watching you board the train with Draco who led you to the front of the train where some booths were set up. Draco pulled you into one near the door and held your hand, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand, enjoying your company for a little while longer as the train filled up with students of all years headed to Hogwarts for the upcoming school year. Draco went to his messenger bag and pulled out his sketch book when the train pulled out of the station and began working on a previous sketch he had been working on. You tried peeking at what he was drawing but he closed his sketchbook.

“Not yet, darling. You’ll see when its done.” He spoke and you pulled out the new journal Draco gave you in Diagon Alley. He was curious as to what you were writing as he saw that the few pages already written in and his grey eyes flicked up to see what you’re writing. “What are you writing?” He asked. “Stories. But this one isn’t done yet. You can read it when its done. I think you’ll particularly like this story.” You say as you write some things down in the book. Draco smiled, happy that you’re using the journal he got you as he went back to working on his sketch. His mind wandered with what you could be writing in your journal as he focused on his drawing. A few minutes passed and he set down his pencil, holding his sketchbook to his chest.

“Ready?” He asked. You nodded and handed him your journal as he handed you his sketchbook to see what he was drawing. He had been working on some early fall clothing that again, was made with your half dragon species in mind. He had gone for a button up or zippered fastening for some of the sweaters he designed. He even drew a design of a pull-over sweater for you. making sure to alternate the colors of the sweaters since he didn’t know what house you’d end up in. He had drawn different school uniforms for you, with and without the robes. Making the back of the skirt a bit longer in the back and higher waisted to accommodate for your tail to appear under the skirt instead of growing over the top and being uncomfortable.

“You really thought of everything, didn’t you?” You told him as you looked at other designs he had drawn with you in mind. You kept looking through the sketchbook and saw that he had drawn pictures of you sleeping or reading a book. One picture caught your eye and it was you enthusiastically eating a bowl of your favorite dish the night before as a special sendoff dinner that Lucius and Narcissa held for you both. You showed him the picture. “What’s this about?” You asked but you saw that he was in the middle of reading one of your stories about a dragon that was on an adventure of their own. He looked up at you when he finished the story and grew flustered that you had seen the picture.

“Oh, you saw that. You looked so cute eating your food, I couldn’t help it.” He told you before snatching the sketchbook back and returning it to his bag. His head snapped up to the hallway when he heard the trolley witch pushing her cart laden with all kinds of sweet treats for the children on the train.

“Want anything, love?” He asked. “Chocolate frog please.” You requested. Draco got up and approached the cart, coming back with two chocolate frogs and a box of Bernie Botts every flavor beans. He handed you a chocolate frog and opened the box of beans for the two of you to share. “Thank you.” You told him and opened your frog, snatching the animated chocolate in your hand before it got away. You read your card as you had gotten a duplicate.

“Who’d you get?” Draco asked as he ate his frog too. “Duplicate. I get Merlin. Who’d you get?” “Circe.” He spoke and showed you the card featuring the powerful sorceress. You flashed him a smile as you read the card before handing it back to him and going for the blue and green beans in the box. A girl who introduced herself as ‘Hermione Granger’ peered into the compartment that held the booths and spoke as her eyes landed on you.

“Have any of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost his toad.” She asked. Her eyes widened when she saw your golden eyes and pale horns peeking out of your hair. She walked forward and leaned into you. Draco didn’t like that a stranger was getting so close to you. “You’re a half dragon, aren’t you?” Hermione whispered. You nodded and she looked like she had about a hundred questions for you when Draco interjected. “We haven’t seen the toad and yes, my friend here is a half dragon. This is a private section. If you tell anyone my friend’s secret, I’ll make you regret it.” He spoke rudely. Hermione looks annoyed and a little offended as she left the compartment. You didn’t like how rude he was to a girl who looked genuinely interested in your appearance and didn’t look like she was a threat. You grabbed your bag that had your robes stuffed into them and went to the changing room on the train.

“Y/n! Wait.” Draco spoke as he got up and stumbled after you, pulling his own bang that held his change of clothes. You glanced over your shoulder at him as you walked down the corridor to the changing room. Draco caught up with you and grabbed your wrist to pull you back and look at him. “Don’t walk away when I’m talking to you. Why are you so upset with me all the sudden?” He asked as he met your disappointed gaze.

“You were rude to that girl for no reason. You shouldn’t have been rude.” You told him before going into the empty changing room with Draco going into a separate compartment to change too, a small vent between the two of you, near the top of the changing room so the two of you could still talk.

“She was the rude one! she interrupted us, Y/n. I wanted to be alone with you. She also saw your horns and eyes. They are beautiful but you should keep them hidden when we’re in public for your own safety.” He spoke as he began to change too. You felt a little hurt as you thought Draco loved your dragon features and your dads had told you that you should be proud of your draconic heritage. But Draco was right. There were people in the world that would see your horns and try to take advantage of you. Hermione, however didn’t seem like that kind of a person that would hurt you.

“You didn’t have to snap at her like you did. She was only asking about a lost toad that Neville had lost. She also seemed genuinely interested in my horns and eyes, Draco. She didn’t seem to have any malice in her voice either. You need to not be so judgmental of others.” You told him.

“Why should we care if some random boy lost his pet toad? He should really keep a better eye on his belongings.” Draco told you as he fastened his trousers before going to his shirt. “Helping others is a way to be nice and make friends, Draco.” You told him as you finished getting changed, putting your shoes on before pulling the neutral school sweater over your shirt and began fiddling with your tie, struggling to remember how your dads taught you how to tie a tie but you couldn’t remember all the steps and the thin, slippery material wasn’t behaving. You groaned in protest as you let the tie hang around your neck. “Are you decent, Y/n?” You heard Draco ask as he stood by the entrance to your changing area.

“I am.” You tell him and he enters, all dressed in his uniform. He sees you struggling with your tie and pulled your hands away from your next attempt to get the tie right and he tied the tie for you, pulling it snugly against your throat and letting his fingers linger over the embroidered school emblem that was now facing him. “There you go. Next time just ask me to help instead of grumbling to yourself, no matter how cute it is.” He told you as he helped gather up your travelling clothes and hand them to you to fold and place back into your travel bag. He grabbed his bag too and held your hand as the two of you went back to your booth. You slid back in across from Draco and began picking out the beans out from the box in the colors you liked and wanted to try. Draco took a mental note of the colors you liked and dared you to try a green one. You picked it up and placed it in your mouth, chewing slowly. The strong taste of mint overwhelmed your senses but you swallowed it anyways.

“What flavor did you get?” He asked with a curious interest. “Mint. Super overwhelming too.” You spoke. Draco grinned and ate one too, immediately spitting it out. “What did you get?” “Liver.” He spoke and took a drink out of the thermos of pumpkin juice he brought with him to wash out the flavor. You giggled and felt the train slow to a stop at Hogwarts station. Your eyes light up with excitement as you grabbed Draco’s hand, the leftover beans, and your travel bag before lining up to get off the train. You stare in awe as a half giant man who introduces himself as Hagrid, is instructing all the first years to follow him. You and Draco hold hands as you’re led down to the Black Lake and get into boats. You remembered your dads telling you about that the First years got a special ride over the Black Lake to the castle. Draco guides you to sit in a boat together and a boy named Theodore Nott joined you shortly after so all the boats would be full.

The three of you crossed over the lake together, exiting the boat, and entering the castle. You stuck close to Draco’s side and followed him up the various staircases, looking at all the paintings in the staircase, stopping at the floor that held the Great Hall. You saw a tall woman clothed in a green velvet dress and a tall, black pointed hat waiting for you first years to arrive.

“Welcome to Hogwarts. The start -of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. While you attend school here, your house will be like your family. The four houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own history and each has produced its own amazing witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you house points, and any rule breaking will result in loss of points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.” You hear the lady known a Professor McGonagall explained to you.

“The Sorting Ceremony will take place momentarily. This will take place in front of the other houses and the rest of the students in the school. I suggest you all compose yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.” She added before disappearing into the Great Hall. You watched Draco leave your side, grinning smugly. He approached a boy with messy brown hair, round glasses, green eyes, and a lightning bolt scar above his right eye with two boys that were following Draco. You recognized them as Theodore Nott and Blaise Zabini. You watched Draco introduce himself to the infamous Harry Potter.

“It’s true then, what they were saying on the train, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.” Draco speaks. There’s a murmur amongst the students that Harry Potter is there. You watch as Draco pushes off the railing and walks closer to Harry, now standing in front of him. “This is Nott and Zabini, and back there is Black. She’s my girlfriend. I’m Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.” He spoke, a boy with red hair laughed quietly after he spoke. Draco turned to him.

“Think my name’s funny, do you? No need to ask you yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley.” Draco tells the boy with red hair standing next to Harry. Draco turns his head back to Harry. “You’ll soon find out that some Wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don’t want to go around making friends with the wrong sort.” Draco says, looking back to the Weasley boy. Draco looked back to Harry and held his hand out. “I can help you there.” Draco says. You watched as Harry looked down to his hand then up to Draco’s eyes.

“I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.” Harry says and Draco looks disappointed. McGonagall walks up and taps the scroll in her hand on Draco’s shoulder. He looks back to her then back to Harry and walks back to you, sulking that he couldn’t recruit Harry to apart of his friend group. You remembered seeing Lucius pull Draco of to the side before the both of you boarded the train to have a talk with him. You wondered if this was one of the things Lucius talked to Draco about.

“We’re ready for you now.” McGonagall spoke and led all of the ifrst years into the Great Hall, up the center aisle and to the stage where the teachers were all seated, and a stool was standing with an hold hat that you thought the folds formed a face. there were two tables on either side of you, holding the members of one house each, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff on your left with Gryffindor and Slytherin on your right. You held Draco’s hand as you kept your eyes down while the two of you stopped in the center aisle.

Draco leaned into your ear when you stopped walking and squeezed your hand “Look up, Y/n. We’re almost there.” He whispered into your ear. You look up and see the stool and Sorting hat like your dads told you about repeatedly as you grew up.

Before the sorting ceremony begins, Headmaster Dumbledore says a few words to start the ceremony, telling the first years that the Forbidden Forest is off limits and that all Students should know that Filch has asked him to remind all the students that the third-floor corridor is off-limits which piques your interest. You see McGonagall stand before the first years and speaks.

“Now when I call your name, you will come up, sit on the stool, and I will place the hat on your head to be sorted.” She explained and began listing of names from the piece of parchment in her hand in alphabetical order. You gripped Draco’s hand nervously as you knew you will be sorted before he was. Draco gripped your hand as you braced for the Professor to call your name. “Black, Y/n.” You heard her say and another ripped of murmurs spread throughout the room that another member of the Black family had come to Hogwarts after so long. You let go of Draco’s hand and walked up to the stool, pulling yourself onto the seat. McGonagall said and placed the hat on your head, immediately coming to life.

“Oh my, another member of the Black family. How interesting. A long time since one of you have been here, where shall I put you? In Slytherin like the rest of your family or in Gryffindor like your father? Or even Ravenclaw like your mother? You have the courage and bravery like your father, the brains like your mother, but a desire, a want to prove yourself.” The hat spoke to you. You gripped the edge of your seat and looked up to the hat nervously. “Nervous? Not very Gryffindor of you.” The Hat spoke as it drew out it’s choosing of where to place you.

“I can tell you don’t want to disappoint your papa by ending up in Slytherin like the rest of his family even though he said he wouldn’t be upset where you ended up, yet you know your boyfriend will end up in Slytherin and you want to be with him. How sweet.” The hat spoke as thoughts of Draco crossed your mind as you shut your eyes tightly to block out any distractions that would be in the room in front of you.

“Papa and Dad told me that they would be proud of me no matter where I ended up. If I focus on my studies, I’ll be okay.” You muttered just loud enough that the hat hears you and you reassure yourself. You focus on the deep emerald green of Slytherin and the house crest before you open your eyes and lock on Draco. You feel the hat shift on your head and readies to call out your sorting.

“Very well then, I know just where to put you, SLYTHERIN!” You hear the Hat say and you smile. You hop off the stool and keep your eyes on Draco as all the houses clapped and cheered as you walk over to Slytherin table and slide in next to an older student. You keep watching as the Hermione girl is sorted into Gryffindor. Nott is sorted into Slytherin and he slides in across from you. He gives you a sly grin and looks back as the next student is called up.

“Malfoy, Draco.” McGonagall calls and you watch as Draco comes to the stool, hopping into the seat. The professor lowers the hat to place it on his head. You watch Draco keep eye contact with you. The hat doesn’t even touch his head when it calls out:

“SLYTHERIN!” You watched as Draco gave you a smug grin as a wave of relief crosses his eyes when he heard the sorting. That’s when you knew Lucius had been putting pressure on Draco from the very beginning. You watched as Draco sauntered over and slid in next to you, putting his arm around you. He held your hand as the two of you watched the rest of the sorting. The whole room went silent and everyone seemed to be holding their breath as Harry Potter sit on the stool. Even Headmaster Dumbledore leaned forward in his chair as the hat was placed on Harry’s head.

You watched as Harry remembered what the Weasley boy had told him back in the hall that Slytherin was known for producing some of the darkest witches and wizards. Harry looked conflicted as he begged the hat to not place him in Slytherin, despite the hat telling him that he would do well in Slytherin. The Sorting Hat finally placed Harry into Gryffindor. All the houses but Slytherin cheered as they were disappointed that they didn’t get The Boy who Lived in their house. The sortings continued, the Weasley boy being put into Gryffindor with the rest of his siblings and Blaise Zabini being one of the last students sorted into Slytherin.

The headmaster came to the pulpit again and announced that the feast would commence, watching as trays, plates, and platters piled high with food suddenly appeared on the table like your papa and dad had told you repeatedly when you’d beg them to tell you about Hogwarts as you grew up. You began reaching for the food to fill up your plate with food as Draco watched. You only pulled a small amount of all the dishes that looked good to you on your plate before you began to eat, noticing that once you had finished a bit of food on your plate, something else had taken its place. You caught Draco sneaking a bread roll or another piece of turkey or some vegetables on your plate. He noticed you slowing down after a while and leaned in.

“Getting full? I’m surprised. You usually eat twice as much when we’re at the manor.” He whispered into your ear.

“I’m not that hungry.” You spoke and he flicked his wand at your food, bundling the leftovers up in some plastic wrap and handed it to you with a smile on his face.

“Save this for later. I know you’ll be hungry later and we can’t leave the common room at night.” Draco told you and went back to eating his own meal. He occasionally stealing glances at you while you digested your food. He held your hand with his free hand, rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand while he ate.

Soon the feast was over and the prefects of each house stood up to guide all the younger students to their respective houses. You stood up and followed the rest of Slytherin house, sticking to the back of the groups as you were taking in all the paintings around you. Draco walked the same pace as you did, holding your hand so you knew you weren’t alone. Nott and Zabini brought up the rear and acted as bodyguards for you and Draco.

Draco gripped your hand, making sure you ddn’t get lost as you were taking in all the new scenery as the four of you followed the rest of your house stairs down the many, many flights of stairs to the dungeons. “You’re very distracted, we will have time to take in the sights later.” He whispered into your ear. “I wonder what old secrets this castle holds? Maybe we can sneak out later this week and search around together?” He offered. “You said we weren’t allowed of our common room at night?” You reminded him.

“Besides, why would we do such a thing? We’d get in trouble and risk losing more house points then gaining them.” You told him and quickened your pace to walk ahead of him as you didn’t want to be close to him right now. Draco watched you walk ahead as your house filed into the common room. You walked over the threshold as the prefects told everyone the password in case some of the members didn’t hear and gathered in the main room that had a fireplace off to the left with a couch, a chair, and a loveseat all in quilted black leather a round wooden table just behind the seating area and a couple bookshelves framing the magically-reinforced windows that showed the Black Lake. Off to your right was a corridor that led to the boys’ and girls’ respective dormitories. The prefects gave instructions on to where the dormitories are and where any of the students could find them in the case of an emergency or needed to ask them something. You listened and began to follow the other girls to the first-year dormitory until Draco, who you didn’t know had joined you by your side grabbed your wrist before you could get too far away.

“Trying to leave me without saying goodnight, Y/n?” He asked as he held you back to give you a hug goodnight, before allowing you to join the other girls as they went up to the girl’s dormitories. You sat on the bed that your trunk was set next to and pulled the food out of your pocket and placed it under a stasis spell on the chair before looking at the other girls in the first-year room. You recognized one of them as Pansy Parkinson. You settled on your bed and found a note tucked under your pillow

“Sweet Dreams- Draco” It read. You smiled to yourself and fell asleep.

The next morning you wake up and find your school uniform laid out for you on the foot of your trunk. You climb out of your bed and get changed like your roommates do. You look at your schedule before shoving the books you’d need for the morning classes into your bag and headed down to the common room.

You didn’t see Draco there, thinking he already went with Theo and Blaise up to the Great Hall for breakfast. You decided to go up to the Great Hall with your roommates, finding your boyfriend there with his buddies, shoveling food into his mouth. Theo nudged Draco and he looked at you, smiling, and moving to stand up to greet you. You walked over to greet him and gave him a hug.

“Did you find the note I snuck under your pillow?” He whispered into your ear before he pulled away.

“I did, thank you.” You told him and sat down next to him at Slytherin table. You began filling your own plate with breakfast foods. “Did you sleep well?” He asked as he watched you begin to eat. “I slept okay.” You responded before you took a bite of the eggs. “I’m glad.” He muttered and began eating his own food. You went about the rest of breakfast in quiet.

After you ate another food-filled plate, you and Draco stood up and he gestures for Theo and Blaise to follow behind you and Draco as the four of you walked to your first class of the morning: Transfigurations. You held Draco’s hand the whole way, smiling to yourself.

When you arrived in the classroom, Draco pulled you to sit with him in one of the desks near the front. “Why do you want me to sit with you?” You asked as you took a seat and pulled out your textbook.

“I want us to spend every possible moment that I can with you. I also think youre very smart, pretty, and I want the other boys in our year to know that you’re taken by me.” He spoke into your ear as Professor McGonagall entered from her office and began the class. You looked over to the one empty desk and didn’t see Potter or Weasley there at all. The Professor gave instructions for the students to write out the information she handed out to the class before morphing into a cat and perching on her desk to watch the students as they did their work. Moments later, the door to the classroom opened and two boys entered.

You looked up to see Harry and Ron, muttering something about being lucky that the professor didn’t see them or they’d be in a lot of trouble. You rolled your eyes and kept your head down as you heard the pair saying that they had gotten lost before finding their way to the class, taking a seat before getting to work on filling out the worksheet that the Professor had given you. The rest of the morning classes went smoothly otherwise, Draco sticking close to you like glue, Theo and Blaise always following behind the two of you like guard dogs.

The four of you sit through the first Potions lesson, learn that Professor Snape shows favoritism towards the Slytherins that he is in charge of as Head of House and calls out Harry by asking him what would happen when one was to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of wormwood, where one was to find bezoar, and what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane. Harry didn’t know any of those answers but you saw Hermione fervently raised her hand as she knew all the answers. You knew the answers however but you kept your hand down, writing down the information as Professor Snape kept drilling Harry. The four of you looked back as Professor Snape walked down from his pulpit and approached Harry, sitting down across from him.

“For your information, Potter, Asphodel and Wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful, it is known as the Draft of the Living Dead. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and is known to save you from most poisons. As for Monkshood and Wolfsbane, they are the same plant also known as Aconite…. Well, why aren’t you all copying this down?” Snape asks as he looks around his classroom before going back to his desk, taking five points from Gryffindor for Harry’s cheek, and resuming the class.

When the four of you went to lunch, the first rounds of mail came. You recognized your family owl, making your eyes light up. You grab the letter and give the owl a treat before letting it fly off. You open the letter and read it. Dear Y/n. Your Dad and I are so proud to hear that you made it into Slytherin. We want to remind you that because you made Slytherin, you’re not destined for a path of evil and your house doesn’t define you. You can be the first Slytherin Magizoologist. We love you so much and can’t wait to hear about your studies and adventures at school. Don’t get into too much trouble, okay? Love, Papa and Dad. You smiled at their words, knowing they would’ve said more if you had ended in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. You folded the letter and tucked it into your bag. You mulled the words the Sorting Hat had said to you only the night before while you tried to eat the sandwich Draco had put on your plate before handing it to you. You began overthinking the hat’s decision and regretting wanting to be in the same house as your boyfriend, you began to bounce your leg and take a bite out of your sandwich. Draco noticed your nervousness and discreetly places his hand on your thigh, trying his best to ease your worries.

“Don’t worry yourself, Y/n. We will be fine and succeed together.” Draco said as he reassures you and sneaks a bread roll onto your plate. “You need the energy. We have flying class next.” He told you and you felt your heart sink. You were afraid of flying. You never had flown on your own with your wings or even on a broom. Your dads had tried exercising your wings as you grew up and even encouraged you to try flying at home but you were too scared to fly. Your dads even tried showing you how to practice on a broom but you feared that too. Now you had a full-on class where you had to be on a broom, levitating in the air… No way. You sighed and ate the extra bread that your boyfriend gave you and noticed Draco sneaking an extra chocolate pudding cup onto your plate before eating his own. He leaned in and pecked your cheek.

“Eat up.” He told you and watched you eat for a moment while he would feed spoonfuls to his own mouth. He finished his own food and stayed with you until you finished your food. He then got up and walked with you to flying class, holding your hand as the two of you walked to flying class together. The two of you stepped up to brooms and you were shaking like a leaf. Madam Hooch approached you and placed a hand on your arm, kneeling to your level. “You look nervous, love. Can you tell me what’s going on?” She asked you. “I-I’m scared to fly… I haven’t flown with my wings either.” You told her and her eyes widened. “Oh, you poor thing. You don’t have to do much, okay? Just summon the broom to your hand, mount it, and kick off a little bit. I believe you can to it okay?” Madam Hooch spoke, trying to reassure you. You gulped and nodded as the other students from Slytherin and Gryffindor arrived at the lesson. Hooch patted your shoulder and went about giving instructions to the other first years as they approached the brooms. Hooch gave instructions about getting your broom to rise unto your hand. You watched as all the other first years have their own issues commanding the brooms to their hands.

You watched your boyfriend, Draco say the command once and the broom flew up to his hand, another smug grin spreading across his face. You glared at him before saying the command ‘up’ a few more times before the handle flew into your grasp. Your eyes widened and your hands shook a little as you held the broom firmly. Draco noticed your nervousness and put his hand on yours for a moment before Hooch told you all to mount your brooms and kick off from the ground, go in a circle and land back on the ground like she had told you only a few moments ago. You took shaky breaths and shut your eyes, trying to tell yourself that you’d be okay and its just a few feet off the ground. Draco inched closer to you and put a supportive hand on your back as you were in a white-knuckled death grip on the handle of the broom. Draco saw your hands and leaned into your ear.

“You don’t need to be strangling the broom Y/n, it didn’t do anything to you.” He told you in a soothing manner. “It will be okay. I’ll help you when we’re done here.” He spoke and you nodded, keeping your eyes shut as you kept your feet firmly planted on the ground. You heard Draco giggle at your expression as Madam hooch walked over to have you step off to the side to practice kicking off without the other students watching when Neville shoots into the air while straddling his broom, His broom now out of control, shooting across the courtyard and falling off his broom, injuring his arm. Hooch takes him to the infirmary, leaving the students alone on the field with the instructions for everyone to keep their feet firmly on the ground.

Moments after Hooch leaves, Draco leans down and picks up the Remembrall that Neville had gotten only that afternoon at lunch, and picked it up, egging harry on after he showed the trinket to the boy. You watched as Draco took to the skies with the item in hand, Harry going after him as you and Hermione tried to get them both to stay on the ground.

“Draco! Don’t! you heard the professor!” You called after him but he wasn’t listening. You watched Harry take to the skies after him and catch the Remembrall right in front of McGonagall’s office. You go after Draco, not realizing you were flying on your broom and you confront Draco.

“You are such an annoying pain!” You tell him once you’ve caught up to him and he’s grinning at you. “What are you grinning at?” You say frustrated. “Not to alarm you Y/n, but you’re flying on a broom.” He told you, a little proud of you for overcoming your fear. Your eyes widened and you gripped your broom as panic set in. Draco held your arm as you began to panic.

“Look at me. I’ll guide you down, okay?” He spoke and you looked up and locked eyes with him as he helped you down to the ground. You land and Draco helps you get off the broom as you’re shaking like a leaf. Draco kisses your temple and smiled, pulling you close and hugging you.

“You did well. That’s something your dads will be proud of for sure.” He told you, making you smile as you sought comfort in your boyfriend. ~~~

Later that week, you and Draco are studying together in the library. “I can’t believe Potter got onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team. No First year gets into any of the Quidditch teams. This isn’t fair. I should tell my father about this, maybe he will do something about it.” He complains to you as you’re trying to read about Occamies. You perk up when you hear Hermione talking to Ron and Harry about a ‘Sorcerer’s stone’, ‘Nikolas Flamel’, and a ‘curse’. Draco hears them talking about curses too and he looks at you uncomfortably before shoving his nose into a book he was reading. While walking to your next class, you notice Draco wasn’t holding your hand. He was walking a few steps ahead of you with his head down. You struggled to keep up with him but you eventually caught up with him and grabbed his wrist, pulling him back to face you.

“What’s gotten into you? Why are you so off?” You asked then looked around before leaning in.

“Did you hear something that those three said that put you off? Draco, talk to me please.” You said quietly to him, searching his face for some kind of expression that he would let you in. Draco pulled his wrist out of your grasp and looked upset. “None of your business, Black. Thank you for your concern.” He told you coldly and turned away, walking up the hallway to Charms class. He never called you or referred to you by your last name. You felt hurt but you followed him into the classroom, still sitting by him which he allowed. He didn’t talk much to you however during the class as the two of your learned Wingardium Leviosa. After the class, Draco walked by your side, taking your hand in his again. You smiled as you knew he couldn’t be angry at you forever. ~~~ Halloween comes around and you grow excited for more pumpkin flavored items come across the table that week. Draco notices and flashes you his infamous smile. He would make sure to sneak more pumpkin hand pies and pumpkin cauldron cakes to you between classes and make sure your cup was always full of pumpkin juice at mealtimes. Draco would try to sneak off to explore different parts of the castle with you whenever he could, despite your protests of wanting to study and not get in trouble or in detention.

During the Halloween feast, while Draco is sneaking a fourth pumpkin cake onto your plate, the doors to the Great Hall burst open as Professor Quirrell runs in, yelling that there’s a troll in the dungeons, saying that all of us should know before promptly fainting in front of everyone. All the students in the Great Hall begin panicking, especially Slytherin and Hufflepuff houses as their common rooms were in the dungeons.

You panic and grip onto Draco as he begins pulling you out of the Great Hall to get you to safety. Before the two of you can leave, Headmaster Dumbledore tells everyone to be quiet and remain in the Great Hall while the Professors and himself take care of the troll. You watch as Harry and Ron sneak out to go find Hermione as she was seen crying in the girl’s bathroom earlier that day. You bounce your leg nervously as your mind wandered to the idea of the school being infiltrated. Your dads had told you that Hogwarts was one of the safest places in the wizarding world besides Gringotts.

Draco noticed your unease and gripped your hand in his trying to help you calm down “Relax, Y/n, we are safe here with the other professors. They will keep us safe.” He whispered into your ear, trying to hide his own fear of the threat and stay strong for you. Soon the troll is defeated and word is spread that it was Hermione who defeated the troll while others said it was Ron and Harry. Draco rolled his eyes and grumbled. “Of course, Potter had to go and be all brave and save Granger from the troll. How very Gryffindor of him.” You heard him mutter as you were given the all clear and led down to your house by your head of house, Severus Snape. ~~~ When the first Quidditch match of the year starts, you and Draco are standing next to each other in the Slytherin section of the stands to watch your house play against Gryffindor. You weren’t that interested in Quidditch but it was worth at least seeing the first match of the year with Draco. You saw how enthused Draco, Theo, and Blaise were all cheering on the Slytherin team while you were thinking of the Bowtruckles you had been given to care for. Your train of thought was interrupted when you heard a loud cheer from Draco, seeing him grow an interest for the sport.

“I think I’ll ask father to help me get onto the Slytherin team next year? What do you think, y/n?” He asked as he looked back at you as the match played out. “I Think you should try out.” You told him as you watched Harry fall to the ground and catch the snitch in his mouth and win the match for Gryffindor. Draco grumbles and pulls you away from the Quidditch pitch. As the two of you were walking up the path to the castle, Draco stopped and looked back to you. “Would you come to watch me play? I know father would, but I’d want you there. I know you don’t care much for the sport but it would mean a lot to me.” He spoke as he held your hand. “Of course I’ll come. I’ll still support you, Draco.” You told him before the both of you went back to Slytherin common room.

~~~

“I’ve had enough, Draco!” You yell at him before storming out of the common room. Draco had jinxed Neville to bind his legs together because he thought it would be funny. “Y/n, please! We can talk this through!” He spoke as he walked after you. “No, I will not stand for you pranking the students because you think it’s funny or because they aren’t another pure blood or because they’re friends of Harrys. I need to go cool off.” You tell him and leave the hallway and decide to go down to Hagrid’s to cool off and talk things through with the half-giant. You sat in the giant’s chair and he gave you a cup of tea and some freshly baked scones for you to enjoy and process the argument you had with Draco. “Tell me what happened, Y/n.” Hagrid spoke as he sat across from you with his own mug of tea in his hand.

“He jinxed Neville Longbottom again, binding his legs together, then laughing at him. He’s been pranking anyone who’s openly known as a half-blood or less, hybrids like myself, and anyone that’s not in Slytherin either. Its sickening and I’m tired of it. I can’t leave him either because I’m arranged to him.” You tell him, your voice trembling as you speak. Hagrid’s eyes widen and he takes a drink of his tea while he contemplates what to say next.

“Maybe you could distance yourself for a little while? Everyone sees you two together wherever you go, why not take a break? Learn a hobby, focus on your studies on your own. I could use some help training some Bowtruckles I just got in and help get them settled in some pine trees in the forest.” Hagrid suggested, a familiar twinkle in his eye as he knew you loved magical creatures and wanted to pursue Magizoology while at Hogwarts and further a career in the job.

“That sounds like a good idea.” You tell him and sip at your tea, biting on a scone before you hear Hermione’s voice approaching the hut. “I should get going.” You say and drain your teacup. You stand up when the door opens and you see Hermione, followed by Harry and Ron as usual. “Is this a bad time?” Hermione asks, looking to you then to Hagrid. “Not at all Hermione. Miss Black is a friend of mine. What do you lot need help with?” Hagrid asked. Harry’s green eyes looked to you as he didn’t trust you.

“She’s Malfoy’s girlfriend. We can’t trust her.” Harry told Hagrid and that stung a little. You set your cup down and grabbed your bag that was resting at your feet. You pulled the strap over your shoulder and begin to walk to the door to get out of there. Hagrid stopped you. “I think they can help you too.” He told you. “How can a Slytherin like her be trusted? She’s just gonna tell Malfoy whatever we tell her.” Harry says as he steps forward and looks down at you. You look him in the eyes.

“If you’d stop judging me and listen, I don’t want to hang out around Malfoy right now. I’m tired of him pranking other students just because they’re a hybrid, a half-blood, a muggle-born, or not even in Slytherin. I’m Sick of it and I need something to fill my time. What do you need help with?” You asked. All three of them look at you with mixed looks of surprise and shock. Harry looked up to Hagrid and spoke. “We want you to tell us why Professor Snape was trying to get past the three- headed dog on Halloween? I saw him limping in the Great Hall.” Harry said to Hagrid and your golden eyes flicked to Harry in disapproval. “He would not. Professor Snape is one of the professors protecting what’s hidden on the third floor.” Hagrid spoke and You still looked to Harry in disapproval. “Professor Snape is a good person.” You said, trying to defend your Head of house.

“Oh, is it because he’s favoring Slytherins like you? He tried to cast spell on Harry’s broom during the Quidditch match, making him almost fall off and hurt himself badly.” Hermione told you. “Professor Snape was muttering a counter curse.” You told her and she looked surprised. “Of course you’d defend him. He’s your head of house.” She spoke, a little snarkily. You rolled your eyes and walked past her and Ron, going to the door.

“The only thing in the third-floor corridor that Fluffy, my three headed dog, of course is confidential information between Professor Dumbledore and his friend, Nikolas Flamel.” Hagrid spoke. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked puzzled. Your eyes widened as you knew who Nikolas Flamel was as you had heard Draco gushing about him when he was learning about alchemy and potions. “Who’s Nikolas Flamel?” Ron asked. “I have no idea.” Hermione responded. “I know who he is! I can help you all if you’ll let me.” You offered and fiddled with the strap of your bag. The trio of Gryffindors look at each other then at you.

“We will let you help. I think we can trust you even though you’re a Slytherin.” Harry spoke and walked past you. Ron immediately followed while Hermione stayed back. “What do you know about Nikolas Flamel?” She asked. “I’d check in the potions and Alchemy section in the library. There should be information on him in there.” You told her with a small smile forming on your face. ~~~ You keep your interactions with Harry and his friends secret from Draco, but you tell him about the creatures that Hagrid is helping you learn about. “The Bowtruckles are settling in nicely and the Nifflers finally got their nests established for the winter.” You told him as the two of you were eating in the Great Hall.

You and Draco were sitting together, enjoying the food that the house elves prepared for lunch, was listening to you gush about all the new magical creatures you were learning about with Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn. Draco listening to what you were telling him about what you were learning as the two of you ate. When Draco had finished his food, He showed you a letter with a broken wax seal bearing the Malfoy crest.

“Father wants us both to come home for the holidays. What do you say, love?” He asked. “That sounds like an excellent plan. Wonder what we will do over the holidays?” You asked. “Explore the manor, walk in the gardens, have fun in the snow? I don’t know. All I know is that we can spend Christmas there.” He spoke and let you skim over the letter. ~~~ You rest your head on Draco’s shoulder as the two of you ride the Hogwarts express back to King’s Cross station. Once the two of you arrive, you see your dads, Sirius and Remus waiting for you along with Lucius trailing behind them. You hugged your dads before walking with you off the platform and into the Malfoy family coach after your trunks and other belongings were put on the carriage before riding to Malfoy Manor that had been decorated wonderfully for Christmas in green, silver, and black. When the carriage stopped in front of the manor, Draco got out first and held his hand out for you to take as you stepped down from the carriage.

You took his hand and stepped down from the carriage and took his arm to walk into the manor with your dads and Lucius following behind you. Draco led you into the manor where you were greeted by Narcissa who had baked some cookies for you and Draco. You thanked her and the both of took one cookie each off the plate before Dobby, the house elf helped get your trunks up to your rooms. The manor was decorated in green and silver with accents of black for Christmas and several trees on display throughout the Manor. You and Draco spend that afternoon settling back to life at the Manor, spending lunch with your parents, and playing another game of chess before dinner that night.

After dinner that night, Draco had snuck you a note saying that he wanted to meet you at the private section of his family’s library to study some more dangerous magical creatures. You knew this was a partial lie just by the look on his face at dinner when he slipped you the note.

You knew he had been slacking in Care of Magical Creatures at school, and he needed to study more on basic Creatures like diricrawls and flobberworms, the easy, basic things and he was talking about creatures like Dragons and Thestrals. You meet him at the library hours after your parents and his had gone to sleep. You were worried about your parents or even the servants finding the pair of you out of bed after you were supposed to be asleep but you wanted to help Draco with his studies, even if they weren’t for Care of Magical Creatures.

“Draco! What are we doing here? Why did you want to meet in the middle of the night in the library. You know you can ask me to study Care of Magical Creatures during the daytime, right? Not sneaking around at night when we could into trouble.” You tell him and he grinned. “I know. That’s the thrill of it. Now c’mon I need you to help me find something and it’s not for Care of Magical Creatures. I overheard my father talking to your dads about some kind of ‘curse’ that I’ll get by my next birthday and I want to know what it is. You’re the only one I could think of to help me. I tried looking all throughout the Hogwarts library about a Malfoy family curse but I couldn’t’ find anything, even in the Restricted section. Our family library is the last place I could think of to find the information and I want your help.” He told you and took your hand to enter the library.

“But we shouldn’t be out of bed! Our parents could find us or one of the house-.” Draco’s hand flew to your mouth to keep you quiet. He checked around the corner to see if anyone was coming in your direction. When he saw no one. “Will you please be quiet? I don’t want anyone to find us either. Father also brought up the curse the last time he visited the headmaster. Who else should I ask but my partner in crime?” He asked as he gave you a smile; rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand to reassure you, and pulled you into the library.

“What are we looking for exactly?” You asked.

“A book titled ‘The Great Twenty-Eight Family Curses.” Draco spoke and you began searching the titles on the shelves. You walked to the ‘g’ section of the library and began scanning the titles.

“Great Dark wizards, no. Great Rulers of the Medieval Age, No…Ha! Draco! I found it!” You said in a raised whispered when you found the book and you heaved it off the shelf and setting the tome onto the desk nearby. Draco walked over to you with interest as you opened the book to the table of contents and looked for the page number for the Malfoys. You found it and began flipping to the page. You paused when a page opened to the Black family and their curses and protective spells.

You read that when your Papa went off to Hogwarts and was the first member of your family to not be sorted into Slytherin and instead Gryffindor, the family house elf you knew as Kreacher had placed a protective spell over your papa, your aunts, Bellatrix, Andromeda, Narcissa, and your uncle Regulus so that no harm would come to them or whoever they were married to or the future generations to come. Your eyes widened, Draco read your expression and looked you in the eyes.

“Y/n? what’s wrong?” He asked.

“Nothing for now.” You spoke and kept flipping the old pages until you landed on the page about the Malfoys.

“Here we are.”

“What does it say?”

“Be patient, I’m reading.” You told him and began reading:

“When the men of the Malfoy line turn twelve years of age, this curse that is serpentine in nature will take effect. It is advised that the men go on suppressants as to keep the scales under wraps and keep a decent appearance in social circles. Symptoms of the transformations are: increasing itching of the inner legs, increased irritability, flashes of silvery snake-like eyes, the tip of one’s tongue forking like a serpent, irritation of the skin where silver or white scales may form, and the ability to understand and/or speak parseltongue.” You read out loud, nervous about the symptoms and how they would affect your best friend. You pulled the journal he gave you earlier that year and scribbled down the symptoms so you could keep track of them in the last six months or so before Draco would fully transform.

“You’re always writing everything down. That’s why I trust you to help me with Care of Magical Creatures when Finals come around.” Draco said with a smirk and grabbed your hand to lead you back to his room before Dobby found you both out of bed. The next morning is Christmas morning. Draco wakes you up gently from your sleeping form in the bed next to him. He kissed your head and pushed a strand of hair out of your face.

“Wake up, Y/n. Its Christmas.” He spoke and kissed your forehead again. Your eyes snapped open and he smiles, happy to see your golden orbs once more. You grin and both you and Draco go check the Christmas tree in the living room if Saint Nick came to visit and leave some presents. There were some new gifts under the tree from last night. You and Draco split up, nodding to each other, and running off to opposite sides of the manor where your parents slept. You burst through the doors to the bedroom to see your dads still asleep. You crawled in on Sirius’s side, being wary of your dad as he was still recovering from a full moon. You watched them sleep for a moment before snuggling into Sirius’s arms, and resting your head on his arm when you felt your Papa’s arms wrap around you as he woke up.

“Good morning, darling.” He said sleepily, not even opening his eyes yet. You poked his cheek to try and get him to open his eyes. When you didn’t succeed, you let out an exasperated huff. “Wake up, its Christmas.” You whispered, as to let your dad sleep. Remus was attuned to your voice however and not matter how quiet you were trying to be his wolf ears still perked up when he heard your voice. He opened one eye to you and pulled his arm closer around Sirius’s waist.

“Is it Christmas already, little pup?” He asked, still groggy from sleep. You looked at him, climbing over Sirius and looking at Remus with the excited sparkle in your eye. Remus chuckled at your excited expression and rolled away from his mate, crawling out of bed and pulling a shirt on as Sirius pulled you down and kissed your head, earning a squeal of excitement from you. “Let’s go!” You spoke, pulling Sirius out of bed.

“Alright, alright, pup, we will be down in a few minutes, why don’t you go check on Draco and see how he’s doing on getting his parents up.” Sirius told you and you hugged him again before running out of the room and down the hall to Lucius and Narcissa’s bedroom and knocked on the door. You heard footsteps approach the door and the door opened. You saw Lucius looking down at you with a small smirk on his face. He turned back into the room at his wife and child dozing peacefully.

“We will be down in a few minutes, Y/n. Draco fell back asleep with Mrs. Malfoy. I’ll wake them soon. Merry Christmas.” He spoke with a smile. You nodded and went down to the kitchen to see Dobby beginning on breakfast. You helped Dobby make breakfast even though you didn’t have to. Dobby protested but you insisted on helping because you wanted to. Dobby let you help and he let you do easier tasks like cutting fruit or whisking eggs for some scones. You looked over when the kitchen door opened and your dads entered and took seats at the table while Dobby used his magic to pour them cups of coffee without even asking. You sat down with a cup of hot cocoa as the Malfoys entered the kitchen. Dobby handed tea, coffee, and hot cocoa to them before finishing up breakfast and serving plates to all of you.

“Merry Christmas!” The house elf said before he went to clean up the dishes while the six of you ate. You and Draco seemed to be racing each other to see who would finish their food first to go inspect the presents under the tree first. “Whoa, whoa, hey, no one’s gonna take it from you.” Sirius spoke as the two of you wolfed down your food. Draco finished first and you soon after he did.

“Let them have their fun, Sirius.” Lucius spoke as Draco scrambled off the bench and ran for the door with you right behind them. The adults ate their food before they followed you and Draco out into the living room where the two of you were sorting out the gifts already to see who got what from who. You handed boxes to your dads from yourself and each other, watching them unwrap their gifts. Draco handed boxes to his parents too before he held a jewelry box to you.

“Y/n, this is for you.” He said and you accepted the gift. You opened the box to see a silver bracelet decorated with emeralds set into the metal. You let Draco help you get the bracelet on your wrist before placing a kiss on your temple. You hand Draco a wrapped present that he opened to reveal a new sketchbook.

“I figured your current one was getting full with all the drawings you’ve been making.” You told him and he hugged you to say thank you.

~~~ After the Christmas festivities were over, Draco pulled you away to his room to play some board games or read over the homework you had been assigned for the winter holiday. He showed you a book that he had found while the both of you were in the library last night titled ‘Malfoy Maladies’ and wanted you to help him translate the text since he didn’t understand the magizoologist jargon. You took the book and opened it to the serpent curse that the two of you read about only a week or so ago. You had been taking notes of Draco’s behavior since then and comparing them to that of a juvenile Naga male, and noting the similarities. Lucius knocked on the door and checked on you.

“Draco, Y/n? Are the two of you okay in there?” He asked before opening the door, seeing you both laying on Draco’s bed looking over the ‘Malfoy Maladies’ book. “What do you have there?” Lucius asked. “A book for the winter homework, Mr. Malfoy.” You told him as he approached the room and looked at the book that the two of you were studying so intently.

“Why would you want to be studying a curse? I know Draco will transform when he turns 12 in a little under six months. When his symptoms begin showing, he will be put on suppressants either before is 12th birthday or on the day of depending on how severe his condition is. I will not have my family name tarnish by my son being uncontrollable and an unsightly monster.” Lucius spoke. You felt anger boil in your veins as you slid off the bed and approached the man.

“This is inexcusable! It would be better for Draco to process the transformation naturally, instead of forcing it down and risking an injury! Just because he’s going to form a snake tail and inhabit snake-like qualities, doesn’t make him an ’unsightly monster’ to quote you. If you put him on suppressants, that will only make him more hostile not just towards me but towards anyone who he interacts with and become even more of a danger to himself when he’s taken off them for any long period of time. You told him, defending your partner. Lucius looked taken aback at your retortion towards him.

“I will not have Draco be seen in public in such a disorderly and unkempt state. I am his father and what I say goes. Draco will be put on suppressants the moment his first symptoms of the curse set in.” Lucius added in a firm tone. “Who’s going to be put on suppressants?” You heard your Papa say as both he and Remus were now standing in the doorway watching the scene unfold in front of them. Lucius turned to face the pair.

“Draco will be on suppressants as of his 12th birthday if not sooner. I will not have my son shame my family by showing off our family curse and any unsightly behavior that would disgrace to my name and will not stand for it. He will keep a sense of order and decorum like any member of my family does.” Lucius spoke. Remus and Sirius grew angry and looked to the pair of you huddled on Draco’s bed before looking to the man. You now realized just how much pressure Lucius was putting onto Draco. You held Draco tightly when you noticed his grip You looked to your dads silently pleading for help. Remus caught your gaze and nodded before looking to Lucius.

“Your son can stay with us then if you won’t support him through what only comes naturally at his age. We can send a letter to Dumbledore for private accommodations to be made for them so Draco is never seen in that state and that our daughter will have a safe place to be with Draco to observe his transformations and care for him when he is in his Naga form. I also believe that my daughter is a very capable young witch in caring for her friend as she still wishes to pursue Magizoology. She can watch his behaviors and study them for her classes. Anonymously, of course.” Remus said, backing you up and giving you a wink after he had finished speaking. Lucius’s face hardened and he agreed to the terms. “He will need to stay for a week here at over the summer for the Trace to renew properly. But he may stay with you otherwise. I will not see him in such a monstrous state. I only hope that his betrothed is up to the task of caring for him.” Lucius says and looks to you.

“Young lady. Tell me what do you know of the Malfoy curse.” You look at him deadpan in the eyes and channeling your papa’s personality. “When the men in your family turn twelve years of age, you develop a tail resembling that of a snakes, which is quite fitting with every member of your family being sorted into Slytherin.” You tell Lucius, keeping your expression neutral as you held eye contact with the man.

“What else?” Lucius asks. “Before the transformation, you can grow more aggressive and irritable, The tips of your tongues split into a fork, flashing of silvery eyes, irritation of the skin where patches of scales form, also the ability to understand or even speak parseltongue is another symptom… and I heard that the irritability and inner leg itching is horrendous. Draco hasn’t shown all of these but he has been a little more irritable around other students that aren’t in Slytherin. How are you dealing with that, Mr. Malfoy? Are you including Mrs. Malfoy in this or are you on suppressants too?” You ask as you tilt your head to the side.

“None of your business. Very well then, I’ll contact the headmaster before the two of you are to return to school to see the necessary accommodations are provided.” He spoke before leaving the room, walking past Sirius and Remus, and disappearing into another part of the Manor.

~~~ In the weeks before going back to school, Draco would walk with you in the Malfoy Rose gardens while his parents would walk behind you at an appropriate distance but still not letting the pair of you out of their sight while your dads went back to working at the Ministry and attending to secret Order of the Phoenix meetings. Draco held your hand as the two of you were walking through the gardens again. You had noticed that he had been filling out his clothes and you been helping him gain the appropriate amount of weight for winter as all reptiles have a natural urge to do so during the colder weather.

“Tell me, Y/n. What are you looking forward to the most when we go back to school in the new year?” Draco asked as the two of you walked amongst the roses. “I’m looking forward to caring for the creatures I’ve been helping Hagrid with again. I miss working with them.” You tell him. “That’s interesting. Tell me more about them. Which one is your favorite?” He asked as he looked at you.

“I like the Bowtruckles, Pickenn and Locket.” You said and he chuckled at your play on words at the names of the animals. “That’s cute. I was wondering if you’d could help me with that class as I’m struggling with that subject. I’ll help you with potions.” He offered. “Of course I’ll help I want you to pass.” You told him and the two of you kept walking through the rose gardens. ~~~ School begins and you spend the first few days’ spending time following Harry, Ron, and Hermione around the school, learning what they did over the winter holiday, learning that Hermione went home to be with her parents while Ron and Harry stayed in the castle, researching the Sorcerer’s stone, and playing wizard’s chess.

“That’s nice. Where are you three headed of to now?” You asked. “We’re going down to Hagrid’s to ask him about the Stone and how we could get past Fluffy.” Hermione spoke and let you join them as you went down to Hagrid’s hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. You didn’t know that Draco had been following the four of you from a distance so you wouldn’t notice him. Harry knocks on the door and Hagrid opens. He looks a bit harried and he’s wearing a leather apron.

“Oh, you lot. Now’s not a good time. I’m not open to entertaining guests.” He spoke and began to close the door. “We know about the Sorcerer’s Stone!” Harry, Ron, and Hermione say in unison. Hagrid sighs and lets the four of you inside his hut and seated in or around his large armchair. Hagrid is seen going back and forth from his fireplace and making sure the four of you are settled with refreshments before something rattles in a pot over his stove. He goes back and with a pair of tongs, He picks up a shiny, grey egg and brings it over to his wooden table and moments later, a tiny baby dragon hatches which has you completely fascinated.

As the baby dragon, now named Norbert by Hagrid imprinted on the half-giant, Draco peeked through the window at you interacting with the newly hatched dragon in a loving manner. He loved watching you interact with your creatures and he was curious as to why you had been so distant from him after spending so much time together over the winter holiday. Hagrid looked up and saw Draco in the window.

“Who’s that?’ He asked and the four of you turned to look at him. You locked eyes with Draco and he jumped. “DRACO! DAMMIT!” You curse as you watch him run and you ran after him as he darted up the path to the castle to rat on the four of you to McGonagall. You catch up to him and grab his wrist and yank him back to try and delay him from snitching on the three of you. Draco pulls you off to the side, hiding in the shadows to throw the Gryffindors and Hagrid.

“Don’t tell on us, please.” You begged him. He looked at you smugly and leaned into your ear, his eyes looking to Harry and Ron, who were followed by Hermione Had stopped just outside of the alcove where you and Draco were hidden. “Why don’t you make me, Y/n?” He whispered into your ear, making your face flush bright red and you let go of his hand and step away. “You’re aware that you’re gonna get detention too if you rat on us, right Draco?” You asked him and tilted your head to one side. Draco stiffened his resolve and shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Professor McGonagall would never do that to someone reporting Potter and his lackies for suspicious behavior.” Draco says, smirking before bolting off into the castle with you chasing right after him, racing to get to McGonagall’s office. Draco stays ahead of you. another symptom of his curse: Boosted stamina and speed that nagas have, to either get away from danger or speed up to tackle their prey. In this case, he was racing you in an unfair fight. Draco beat you to the Professor’s door and grinned at you. “Thing you could outrun me? I’ll always be faster than you.” He whispered to you as you were panting to try and recover from chasing your friend through several corridors and up a couple flights of stairs.

“I… Hate… you.” You panted and shot up glares to Draco who went inside and began telling the Professor about the four of you being out of bed as Harry, Ron, and Hermione caught up with you and entered the office as well. “I believe it would be the five of you, Mr. Malfoy. You too are out of bed and wandering the halls.” McGonagall spoke. “All five of you are to have detention with Hagrid tomorrow night.” She spoke and went back to grading papers. “My father will hear about this.” You hear Draco mutter under his breath. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to Gryffindor Tower while you and Draco went back to Slytherin common room down in the dungeons. Draco had a firm grip on your arm as the two of you were now alone in the Common room. He looked you in the eyes. “Why have you been avoiding me? I thought we were growing closer over Christmas break.” He spoke.

“I have my own classes and my own life that isn’t revolved around you, Draco.” You spoke and tried pulling away from him. “Don’t even think about it. I’ve been watching just how much time you spend with those three Gryffindors. I won’t allow it. You are to stick with me, always. Between classes and at mealtimes. Is that understood?” He told you, tightening his grip on your arm. You whimpered as his grip hurt and he pulled away from you, realizing what he was doing and he let go of your arm. This was another symptom of his curse. Irritation and aggressiveness to anyone he interacted with, even you. You looked a little upset and walked away, before Draco could say anything and pull you back, going to your dormitory before Professor Snape found either of you out of bed, and punished you further.

~~~~ The next night, you walked ahead of Draco as the two of you met up with the trio of Gryffindors in front of Hagrid’s hut. The half-giant sat on his small porch with a crossbow in hand. “How, you lot gather around. Tonight, we’re going into the Forbidden Forest. Something out there has been attacking and murdering the unicorns in the forest. Firenze has asked me to help find the source.” Hagrid says.

“Now I’ll group you all up. Potter with Malfoy and Weasley with Granger and Black.” Hagrid says. Draco looks to you as you walk away from him and go over to Hermione and Ron. “If I can’t be with my girlfriend, then I want Fang.” Draco spoke and looked to you. “Fang’s a bloody coward. I don’t know how he will be of much help to you.” Hagrid spoke. You went into the forest with Hermione and Ron into the forest, talking about their classes and how everything was going being with Draco.

“It’s okay, for the most part. He is getting more tense and aggravated. But I think that’s just tension with what’s going on at the Manor and the pressure that Draco feels from Lucius.” You tell them as the three of you walk in the forest together, looking for any signs of unicorns or distress from unicorns. The eerie silence of the forest is broken when you hear Draco’s scream and see him running through the forest, trying to find his way out. You caught the wave of his dark robes as he ran through the forest. You caught up with him and grabbed his arm. He whipped around and looked at you with fear in his eyes. But his eyes weren’t the normal grey. They were a shimmering silver and the pupils were slitted to that of a snake’s eyes. Draco was panting and you could see that his fangs were elongating slightly. He relaxes when he realizes that its just you who caught up with him.

“Thank heaven its you. Potter and I saw a scary monster over a unicorn, a dead one. The creature looked up at Potter and began floating to him. I ran as I didn’t want to end up like the unicorn.” He says and scratches the insides of his legs. Your eyes widened at both the description of the monster and the sight of Draco in his distressed state. He was still in a fight or flight mode from seeing the monster but he had calmed down a little bit. He grabbed your arms and led you out of the forest. You ask Draco for more details on what he saw, hoping you could try and figure out what the monster could be that was attacking the unicorns. “It was big, cloaked, and its face was covered. It didn’t seem to have legs either. All I could see was silver liquid dripping from its chin.” Draco told you as he held you by your arm and wouldn’t let you out of his sight as the two of you approached Hagrid’s hut, now emerging from the forest.

“It could be either a Lethifold, or a Dementor. But neither creature needs to directly feed on another living being’s flesh, especially a unicorn.” You told him and saw that his eyes were still a bright silver. “Draco, your symptoms are getting worse. We need to at least tell my fathers about your progression. We can’t let Lucius find out or he will put you on suppressants.” You asked as you were concerned for him. You rubbed your thumb over the back of his hand as Hagrid and the Trio came out of the Forest as well, Harry telling Ron and Hermione too about the same creature that Draco had seen. Hagrid noticed the slight changes in Draco before looking to you. “You two can go, I’ll make sure these three get back to Gryffindor Tower safely.” Hagrid spoke and you guided Draco away before any others could see his eyes.

“I know.Its been getting harder and harder to resist. The itching only gets worse and it’s bloody torture.” Draco tells you once the two of you are far enough away that no one else would hear you. “I know it is I’ll ask my dads if they have anything that can help with the itching that couldn’t raise suspicion to your dad.” You spoke, pulling out the beaten-up journal that was the same one Draco had given to you at the beginning of the year. The journal was now mostly full of notes on various magical creatures including a list of the curses’ symptoms and several journal entries after the list as to when he had shown any of the symptoms. You pulled out a pen and began writing down the list of symptoms he showed tonight.

“Subject showed increased fear when triggered by a potential threat in the Forbidden Forest. Increased symptoms such as itching between the legs and arms. Eyes turned silver with snake-like pupils, canines were elongated slightly, and subject was itching inner thighs.” You write with Draco looking over your shoulder. “The itching is annoying… but I’ll try to hide it, I swear.” Draco spoke and scratched his inner thighs again.

“Scratching and rubbing is only going to make it worse. I’ll try to get you a salve or something to help alleviate the itching for now… But it’s only gonna get worse, Draco.” You told him, finished your entry, shoved your journal back into your robes pocket, and took Draco’s hand, guiding him back to Slytherin common room. When the two of you got to the dungeons, Draco shuddered at the thought of his dad forcing him to go on suppressants so soon. “I know what my father would do and I find it sickening… He can’t know about any of the things you’ve written about.” Draco spoke as he looked to the pocket you held the journal.

“Understood. I’ll send a letter to just my dad. He may be able to help.” You told him. Draco smiled and guided you into the Common room.

You began writing up a letter to Remus and Sirius, telling them about Draco’s symptoms and your concern for him. You tell them about the incident in the Forbidden Forest and the partial transformation before you send the letter off to them. You then pulled Draco down the small hallway off the main room to the common room and into your private room that Lucius had funded. You figured Draco would want you close after what had transpired in the Forest tonight.

You pull him to the bed and he follows, taking his outer robes off, leaving his clothes on, and laying on the bed with you. Draco pulled you close and nuzzled into your neck, falling asleep soon after. ~~~ The following weeks after the incident were filled with you studying about nagas and their behavoirs, getting advice from your dads, and helping Draco study as the symptoms got worse. The two of you were in your room as you were trying to help him with his Care of Magical Creatures assignment when he stood up and growled in frustration, itching at the red, irritated patches on his arms and torso and on his lower legs.

“This itching wont stop!” He complained. “It’s making it hard to focus.” Draco whimpered after he shoved the book away and scratched furiously at his thighs, arms, and sides. “Draco! You’re just gonna make them worse if you keep scratching. Why don’t we focus on Arithmancy or potions to help distract you?” You spoke in a calming manner, hoping to soothe him a little in his distressed state. Draco shook his head and held it in his hands as he sat down again.

“I don’t think I’m gonna make it, Y/n. The itching is unbearable.” He spoke as he tried to keep his legs apart so they wouldn’t meld together and form a tail prematurely. You saw him bouncing his leg in a distressed manner.

“Is the salve even helping? Are you even using it?” You asked as you placed a hand on his shoulder. “No to both of those questions.” He whimpered. You looked around the Slytherin common room before looking to Draco. Who looked back at you, worried if the few people mingling around in the common room had heard him whimper. Thankfully, there were only a few people in the room who were busy with their own studies.

“Gather up your books and get into our room now. I have an idea.” You told him as you gathered up your books and led him into your privately shared room. Once the door had clicked shut, Draco set his books down and slid into his den that he had made earlier that week. “What is your plan, Y/n?” He asked and looked at you as he stood near the bed. You had him the half-used jar od salve that your dads had sent in their last care package to him. “Put this on now.” You told him and turned with your back to him to let him apply the salve on his own. A few minutes pass and you hear him lay on the bed with a quiet groan.

“Can I come closer?” You asked, turning to see Draco laying under his blankets. He nodded and you laid on the bed next to him, holding his hand to give him some comfort as he drifted off to sleep.

~~~

Over the next few days, you kept Draco company and let him hold your hand or rest his head on your shoulder during and in between classes. Draco was practically hugging on your arm as you guided him down to Hagrid’s Hut.

“Why are we going to Hagrid’s?” Draco asked as you led him to the door. “You’re still struggling in Care of Magical Creatures. I asked Hagrid to help you learn about some creatures.” You said and knocked on the large, heavy, wooden door. Hagrid opened the door and stepped out. “You two ready?” He asked as he’s excited to show the both of you some of the creatures he’s gathered up. “As I’ll ever be.” Draco spoke, not letting go of your arm as you led him into the forest, following behind Hagrid as you entered Professor Kettleburn’s outdoor classroom where several creatures were milling about and a couple approached you as they recognized you. You saw the Bowtruckles, fairies, knarls, Nifflers, and porlocks approach you excitedly. Draco gripped your arm as they walked closer.

“They’re not gonna hurt me, are they?” Draco asked as the Niffler approached you and nuzzled into your foot. “No, they wouldn’t I wouldn’t just expose you to a dangerous creature your first time.” You reassured him and bent over to scoop the Niffler up and show him the creature. “Ah! Get that thing away from me!” He spoke as he stumbled backwards out of fear. You looked concerned and so did the Niffler in your hands as it was genuinely excited to meet a new person until it saw that Draco was afraid of the tiny creature. “Draco, Its not gonna hurt you.” You reassured him, letting the Niffler climb onto your shoulder and ride there as you approached your boyfriend.

Draco stood up and held still as you approached him with the Niffler clinging to your shoulder. “They like shiny things. Remember the sickles I gave you earlier?” You asked him. Draco nodded and pulled the silver coins out of his pocket. The silver glinting in the sunlight sent the Niffler scurrying down your shoulder and into your hand as it reached out to the silver coins that Draco held in his hands. “Go on, let Sam have them.” You told him and Draco cautiously gave Sam the Niffler the two sickles which he snatched and stuffed into his pouch, beaming happily, and smiling at Draco who now was calming down a little.

You watched as Draco stepped forward and let Sam sniff him before he petted the creature’s head. Sam squealed in delight and nuzzled into Draco’s hand. You introduced him to all the other creatures in the grove that Hagrid had gathered up and showed Draco how to take notes on each of the creatures and fill out the homework that the both of you had been assigned. The sun had begun to set and you noticed Draco getting tired so you guided him back to the common room and into your private room.

“I think you did great today, Draco. I’m proud of you.” You told him as the both of you changed into softer pjs Remus had sent as a care package before he slid into the bed. You slid in after Draco and checked his lower legs again. It was the end of May, his first full transformation was only mere days away, patches of scales had been fully forming, and you had been showing him how to let them appear and disappear.

Today, a day after the both of you had finished your last classes of the year, however, there were larger patches of silvery-white scales with an iridescent sheen that shown in the light of your shared room, Draco was writhing in pain as this was the worst his partial transformations had been. The scale patches were surrounded by red ring of irritation around the patches that you regularly applied the salve to the reddened areas gingerly as Draco lets out hisses of irritation and pain.

“I know it hurts, Draco. Just hold still.” You said in a soothing tone as you tried to clean the reddened areas of his skin before you applied the salve “It stings, Y/n! Why must you torture me like this?” Draco groaned into a pillow. “I’m not torturing you. If I don’t clean your irritated areas, they can get infected and the scales could get impacted and would need to be removed before you even have your first transformation. Is that what you want?” You asked firmly as you pinned him down as he was acting like a petulant child.

“No. I don’t want to have them removed! Just please… be gentle. They’re sensitive.” He pleaded with you as he looked at you from where his head rested on his pillow, silvery snake eyes looking down at you. “I’ll be gentle. You can trust me.” You tell him and he nods, burying his face back into his pillow as you tended to his baby snake scales on his sides, arms, and lower legs. with how delicate they are. He felt you delicately wipe the scales clean with the cloth before lathering them in the thick salve that soaked into the scales and soothed the irritated skin.

“It would be better if we could get you a bathtub to soak in that would be a better way to soak the scales and get you hydrated.” You told him as you kept caring for him. “Maybe we can get one in here for next year.” Draco suggested. “I’ll try talking with your dad, telling him its something to help with your tail and scale patches.” You spoke as you finished up applying the salve and let him stay still for the medicine to soak in. “I hope he will help. I don’t like that he’s been so distant with me recently. I’m worried that he won’t want anything to do with me once I transform, Y/n.” He spoke as you laid next to him in the den. “I think he’s just as nervous as you.” You told him, trying to give him some semblance of peace. Draco sighed and you changed the subject.

“So, do you think we passed the finals? I’m worried I didn’t pass anything.” He told you, looking up at you as he began to relax, his eyes turning back to the normal stormy grey color that they normally are and the patches off scales sinking under his skin again. “I think we both did great. We will get our results in a day or two. You just need to relax. Our birthdays are coming up soon. Yours is only a week away and mine is only ten days after yours. We get to go to the manor the night before your birthday to spend the day of there. I’ll be with you the whole time.” You told him. Draco looks at you as he pulled you closer.

“I’d want you there anyways. I don’t want to be alone when I finally turn into well… a monster. You’d be the most understanding out of all the people we know.” He told you as he gripped your shirt as if you were the only thing keeping him human. “You’re not a monster, Draco. Now or even when you transform. You’ll be a beautiful Naga. Do you want me to show you more of what other Nagas look like and do?” You suggested to try and ease his fears. He shook his head and held you tighter. “Okay, okay. You can just hold me for now if that’s what you need.” You told him and stroked his hair. Draco fell asleep in your arms with you following him soon after. ~~~ Two days before Draco’s birthday, You are reading the results of your finals when Draco got a letter from your dads at Grimmauld Place. “What’s that?” You ask as you look up from your grade results to see Draco having paused in his irritated pacing and now reading the piece of paper in his hands. “Its an invitation from your dads for me to come spend the summer at your house. They want to help me learn about my naga habits in a healthy manner. I still need to stay a week at my house though for the Trace to renew properly.” Draco spoke and fidgeted with his fingers.

“I’ll come with you. I won’t let Lucius do anything to you. I’ll ask if one of my dads can come too. Just to keep your dad from interfering.” You told him reassuringly. Draco took a deep breath, gripping the fabric of his pants to resist the itch that now was unbearable. You walked over and held your hand out to him. “C’mon. We have the Finishing Feast and the House Cup to be given out. I hear your favorites will be there.” You told him after putting your black, pointed hat on and helping him adjust his on his head, letting him cling to you as he was walking stiffly beside you as the two of you made your way up to the Great Hall for the End of Year Feast.

You and Draco sat at the end of the table closest to the double doors in the moment that Draco needed to leave if he couldn’t stand the stimulation of the Great Hall, even though it was decorated in the green, silver, and black of Slytherin House. He bounced his legs in anticipation of the food arriving You gripped his hand in yours as you could feel his anxiety oozing off of him. Dumbledore came up to the pulpit and talked to the student body and staff.

“Another year gone and as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding. The Points stand thus. In fourth place is Gryffindor with 312 points, in third place is Hufflepuff with 352 points, In second place is Ravenclaw with 426 points, And in first place with 472 points, Slytherin House.” He speaks, pausing between each announcement to let the houses clap and cheer as a sign of good sportsmanship. All the houses but Slytherin. As you hear the standings, you watch as Draco perks up a little, realizing that Slytherin has won. His infamous smug grin has returned, the transformation and the pestering itchiness of his thighs momentarily forgotten. The rest of the students in Slytherin cheered when it was decided that their house won.

“Yes, yes, well done Slytherin, well done, Slytherin. However, Recent events must be considered and I have a few last-minute points to award. To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect when others were in grave peril, fifty points. Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best played game of chess that Hogwarts has seen these many years, fifty points. And third, to Mr. Harry Potter, For pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house, sixty points.” You hear Dumbledore say, each dealing of points to the students in Gryffindor makes Draco slump and his frown comes back. He begins idly rubbing and scratching at his legs, arms, and sides as more and more points are given to the Gryffindors.

“We’re tied with Slytherin!” You hear Hermione say from where you’re seated next to Draco, now noticing him scratching at the irritated places on his body. You have to pin his arms down so he doesn’t irritate them any longer. Draco begins squirming in his seat. “Y/n. I can’t stand it much longer. I don’t know if I can sit through the feast.” He whined. His grey eyes flicking between you and the giant wooden doors to the Great Hall.

“We can wait for the last of the points to be announced. We could still win.” You try to reassure him even though its highly unlikely.

“And finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends. I award ten points to Neville Longbottom. Assuming my calculations are correct, I believe a change of decoration is in order.” Dumbledore says and claps his hands, making the banners hanging from the ceiling change from Slytherin colors to Gryffindor colors. When all the other houses but Slytherin erupting into joyous Cheering, Draco covered his ears and ran out of the Great Hall, you following close behind him.

“Draco! Wait!” You call after him as he is running down the stairs to Slytherin Common room and straight into your private room. He pulled the sweater over his head and flinging it to the floor. He was scratching all over his body and growling in frustration as he was in pain. You entered the room a few moments later and saw him in distress.

“We need to get to the Manor tonight.” You told him when you saw him and help pack his things. Draco’s eyes flashed bright silver and his head snapped to you, fear emanating from him. “Why should I transform at that stuffy old place? I’d rather transform here.

“You can’t Draco. Not at the castle. This will be your first transformation and you still have the Trace on you. You need to be at your family’s manor for the Trace to renew in the proper way. After that, you will be able to transform whenever you want. We will spend your birthday at your house then we will go to Grimmauld Place for my birthday. Then the both of us will spend the rest of the summer at my house and get our 2nd year items with my papa and dad.” You told him, as kept packing your trunk and his trunk too. Draco let out a huff. “Fine.” He said and went to the bed to rest and sulk a little that Slytherin had lost the House cup. ~~~ The two of you had made it to the train home, finding a compartment near the back of the train where the two of you could cuddle in peace before the stress and pressure of Malfoy Manor and one Lucius Malfoy. You had sent a letter for your Papa and Dad to be at the Manor to help Keep Lucius away from Draco while he had his first transformation as you didn’t know how pushy Lucius would be with the suppressants even after the talk your dad had with him a long time ago. When the two of you arrived in King’s Cross station, you were relieved to see Remus and Sirius standing on the platform waiting for you with Lucius standing off to the side, watching you and Draco leave the train with your trunks floating behind you. Draco was shaking slightly and clinging to you for dear life to keep himself grounded Lucius raised an eyebrow at the state of his son and bent to his level.

“Draco, you don’t seem to well. Let’s get you home.” He spoke and offered for Draco to take his hand. Draco refused and clung to your arm tighter. “I want to stay with Y/n.” He spoke and looked up at his father. “Very well, Draco. Come along. Dobby, get their trunks.” Lucius ordered the House elf to tend to the trunks. You led Draco behind his father with your papa and dad bringing up the rear, praising you slightly for taking good care of Draco and that you were doing a good job. You stayed by Draco’s side the whole ride back to Malfoy Manor. He hid his face into your neck and clung to your arm. You kept a mental note of his condition like how warm he was and if his breathing was getting labored yet. Lucius looked at how affectionate Draco was on you.

“Tell me, Y/n. Have you been keeping up your research on Draco’s symptoms like you said you would?” Lucius asked as he kept his eyes on the pair of you. You pulled your notebook out and handed it to the man who flipped through the pages and was impressed at how detailed your notes were on his son’s condition and the Malfoy family curse.

“You have done a good job of recording the symptoms of the curse. What do you intend to do when he transforms fully?” Lucius asks. “I intend to be by his side the whole time like he’s requested me to be. I plan on still teaching him the appropriate behaviors that a young naga like himself should be and he will not be in any form of suppressants to hide what he truly is.” You told Lucius, telling him Draco’s wishes as well. Lucius looked surprised at your boldness and stayed quiet for the rest of the carriage ride back to the Manor. “The two of you have the rest of today and tomorrow to get settled on the third day, we will be having a quiet celebration for Draco here at the Manor. Y/n, please make sure Draco is decent enough to make it through the interaction.” Lucius requested of you. You nodded and guided Draco upstairs with Remus and Sirius trailing behind the pair of you.

Once in Draco’s room, you helped him onto the bed before addressing your papa and dad. “How is he holding up, Y/n?” Remus asked as he approached the bed with a concerned look on his face. You were helping a whimpering Draco out of his travelling clothes and finding some summer shorts for him to put on instead. Both Remus and Sirius gasped when they saw the irritated patches of skin and smaller patches of scales on his lower legs and creeping up into his torso when he pulled his shirt over his head. “I didn’t think it would get this bad. Doesn’t help that he keeps scratching and rubbing at the inflamed areas.” You tell your dads as you let Draco change in privacy.

“Has the salve helped at all?” Remus asked. “Its helped a little but with the transformation only two days out, I don’t think it will do any good. I hate seeing him in pain like this.” You spoke as you folded his clothes and put them in his dresser. Sirius walked over and put a hand on your shoulder. “You’re doing your best, Y/n. You’re doing the right things even though he may be in pain right now but that pain will soon be over.” Sirius reassured you as you began unpacking both your trunk and Draco’s. You heard Draco shifting around in his bed to get comfortable. You set the stack of books from his trunk on his bookshelf and watched him in amazement as he dragged the bedding from his bed and looked around his room for a suitable place to begin building a place to transform safely. You had heard and read about this too. About some nagas building a nest in a dark, quiet corner where they would feel safe enough to transform. You walked over to him, exchanging a glance with your dads as they were curious as to what Draco was up to.

“Draco, where would you like to nest?” You asked him as you could see several places in his room that you thought was suitable for a nest but this was Draco’s nest, not yours. Draco’s head snapped from his bed, a corner in his room near a window that was across from his fireplace, and his walk-in closet. “I don’t know where to nest. The bed would be the most comfortable for the both of us, the corner by the window would be cozy and warm if we kept the fireplace going, and the closet would be the most hidden.” He told you and kept looking between his bed and the corner near his fireplace.

“This is your first nest. Do the one that feels the most right.” You told him and he went to the closet, setting the bedding down outside the door and going inside the closet to begin making room for his den. He moved the shoes and boxes that littered the floor up to shelves and his dresser. He then pulled his duvet into the closet first, to line the floor and make the floor of his nest comfortable. You stood outside the closet, making notes of his nesting habits and writing down all the steps Draco took to make his den. You watched as Draco made several trips back to his bed to retrieve the pillows, occasionally sending you down the hall to get some extra items from the linen closet as he wanted them for his den. On the third trip to retrieve nesting materials, you were stopped my Lucius.

“What’s all this for, Y/n? We have a room for this purpose that is well stocked.” Lucius explained. You held the stack of folded sheets and a couple blankets “It’s Draco. He’s making his nest in his room. Its where he’s most comfortable and I don’t want to disrupt him.” You explained and Lucius nodded, allowing you to have access to the nesting room to retrieve the materials there.

“Thank you, Mr. Malfoy.” You spoke and Lucius bowed his head to you, leaving you to still help Draco. You enlisted the help of your dad and papa to carry the bedding back to Draco’s room so he would have all the options available to him for making his nest. Once he had the nest all set up, he poked his head out and pulled you into the nest.

“I need you close. I’m scared. What do you think of the nest?” He asked as he fidgeted with his fingers, waiting for your response. You were amazed on how soft and pillowy the nest was and you laid out on the floor of the nest, taking notes of how he nested. “It’s so comfy, Draco. I don’t think I’ll ever want to leave.” You told him, seeing Remus and Sirius looking in from the outside. Draco looked at them warily, not entirely trusting them. “Don’t worry, Draco, we’re here to help. Neither Sirius or I will hurt you or Y/n.” Remus spoke, trying to reassure the young man. Draco watched them and nodded, letting them stay outside of the nest as he pulled you into his arms for him to hold as he needed your comfort for now. ~~~ Two days later, June 5th. Draco’s twelfth birthday. You are laying next to Draco, watching him whimper in pain as he was waking up from the previous night’s rest. The itching between his thighs was now an uncomfortable burning and his forehead is covered in the sheen of sweat. His body was fighting off the transformation and he was being stubborn, refusing to let go, and allow himself to transform. He had been irritable to his father and your dads too whenever they got close to him or you, always snapping at anyone who got too close to him or you. You wake up and see his eyes, now bright silver than the normal blue-grey you knew them to be. His pupils had narrowed to slits and his mouth was opened slightly, showing his canines now having elongated to needle-sharp points like a snakes’, and the tip of his tongue is forked.

“Y/n. please run. I don’t want to hurt you.” He told you as he looked just as scared as you were. You nod and get out of bed, wrapping your robe around yourself, leaving the room, and go down to breakfast. You find your papa and dad sitting next to Lucius and Narcissa talking about the day’s plans over morning coffee. All four adults looked up at you as you slid onto the bench across from your fathers. “No Draco this morning? Where is the birthday boy?” Sirius asked after you had a cup of tea in your hands and a plate of food slid in front of you by Dobby. “He’s still in his room. He told me to come down before he did.” You told the adults as you ate.

“Is he feeling well? Should we go check on him?” Lucius asked, showing some small concern for his son. “He is almost fully transformed. He told me to come down here because he didn’t want to hurt me. After I eat, I’ll go back upstairs with food for him. Then I’ll help him get changed so he may be ‘decent’ as you say for the celebration.” You said firmly while you gripped your fork. Lucius looked surprised at your forwardness and went back to finishing his own breakfast and going to his study. You had Dobby make up a plate of food and take it up to Draco as you flanked Lucius to his study to see if he was staying true to his word. He did enter his study and close the door. You decided to go back upstairs to check on Draco. You found your fathers in the hallway wanting to help. You saw Dobby leave looking timid and more scared than usual.

“Miss Y/n. Master Draco is a frightful creature. Will he be alright?” Dobby asks nervously. “He will be, don’t worry. My dads and I will help him. You just run along and let us care for him.” You instructed the House Elf. Dobby nodded and apparated away. You looked back to Remus and Sirius, worried as to Draco’s well-being.

“We need to check on him, pup.” Remus spoke and put his hand on your back, guiding you to the door. He looked to Sirius. “Stay out here in case he bolts.” He spoke in a quiet tone. Sirius nodded and stayed outside as you and Remus went into Draco’s room. You entered first, seeing Draco’s eyes stare past you at the adults behind you. He hissed at Remus when he entered behind you.

“He’s not a threat, Draco, he’s here to help. We know you’re in pain and we want to help you.” You spoke and Draco locked eyes with you. You moved with him as you moved closer to his nest in the closet. You knelt outside the wall of his den, keeping eye contact with him. He was showing more patches of scales now solidifying in a stark white color that seemed to glow and retain an iridescent shimmer as he moved in the darkness of his nest to the wall of his nest to be closer to you.

“Y/n, I’m scared. It hurt so badly and I don’t want you to see me like this. I’m turning into a monster and I couldn’t bear seeing you hurt if I let it take over. Please go and let me turn.” He pleaded with you. You didn’t see him as a monster though. You saw him as your friend no matter what.

“But I don’t want you to be alone when you transform. You’re not a monster, Draco. You’re my best friend and I won’t let you be alone with this. Will you allow my dad to be with you instead? He doesn’t want everyone to know this but he’s a werewolf and has experience with the pains of physical transformations.” You suggested, insistent on making sure Draco wasn’t alone through this. Draco gripped the pillow that he already had a death grip on tighter as he looked you in the eyes.

“Yes, please. Your dad can stay. Please just go, y/n!” He pleaded, breaking eye contact with you to bury his face into a pillow that you had scented to seek comfort. You rose and handed your journal and pen you had been keeping on Draco to Remus. “Please take good notes and take care of Draco for me.” You spoke. Remus took the journal and pen. “Of course. I’ll take good care of him.” Remus spoke and watched you leave the room. You went back down to the kitchen, finding Narcissa and Sirius still there, waiting to hear any news on Draco. Sirius stood when he saw you enter. “Has it happened yet?” He asked as you sat at the table next to your papa.

“No. He’s resisting the transformation and its going to give him more pain the longer he resists. He didn’t want me to see him transform so I left dad upstairs with him. I hope everything goes well.” You tell your papa as Narcissa pours you a cup of tea. You hear the kitchen door open and Lucius steps in, putting his hand on your shoulder. “Has it happened yet?” He asked, slightly impatient. You took a long sip of your tea before looking to Lucius. “No. It hasn’t. My dad is up there now trying to help Draco now. It would be better if his own father cared enough to not hide away in his study and was up there with him now. Draco is in pain and wants help. He didn’t want me to see him transform so I am here, drinking tea when I’d rather be by Draco’s side helping him through a milestone in his life.” You spoke and took another long sip of your tea. Lucius looked offended at your words and Sirius stood to defend you from the man.

“My daughter is right, Lucius. You should be up there comforting your son alongside my husband.” Sirius spoke and Lucius stormed out of the kitchen, going up to Draco’s room. Meanwhile, in Draco’s room, Remus was laying in front of Draco’s nest, trying to soothe the boy as his urges got stronger. Lucius knocked on the door. Remus stood up to see who it was. “Why are you here, Lucius. I thought you didn’t want anything to do with your son’s transformation.” Remus spoke, opening the door a little wider and blocking Lucius from entering.

“Your daughter persuaded me to assist Draco in his first transformation since he wished her not to see him in this state. I understand that you have experience with physical transformations. If Draco wishes, you may stay as well.” Lucius spoke before pushing past Remus and entering the room. Draco saw his father and retreated into his nest to try and stand before hobbling out, nothing but a black modesty garment around his hips and a loose shirt over his upper body as he clung to the wall and other furniture to help keep him standing while he addressed his father. Remus’s heart hurt for the boy as he saw Draco in such a disheveled state. Lucius’s eyes widened at his son’s condition and he approached him, kneeling to his level, tilting his head up to meet his gaze.

“Draco, I know it hurts. But you need to stop resisting and just let it happen. It will happen whether you want it to or not.” Lucius said as he let his own eyes flash silver, like Draco’s. Draco’s lip trembled and he shook his head.

“I don’t want her to think me some monster!” Draco protests, his body shaking slightly as the resistance of his transformation slips just a little more as more scales appeared on his legs and he stumbled forward into his father’s arms. Lucius rubbed Draco’s back and did his best to soothe his son. Remus watched Draco grip his father’s shirt as he was afraid that you’d think him a monster. “Draco, Y/n would never think you a monster. She loves you for who you are and she won’t go anywhere. She will see you as a fascinating creature that she will want to study and help others learn how to care for more Nagas like yourself.” Remus reassured the boy. Draco nodded and held onto Lucius as he took deep breaths.

“That’s it, let go, Draco. You’ve held on for long enough we can help you.” Lucius spoke, comforting his son, wishing that his own father did this with him when he was twelve. Draco’s legs finally gave out as he let out a cry of pain that was heard all the way down to the kitchen, making you grip onto Sirius’s hands tighter as you were concerned for your partner. Draco’s legs finally merged and formed a long, powerful, pure white tail with a shimmering iridescence that shone in the morning sunlight, matching the patches of scales on his arms, neck, shoulders, and upper torso. Draco leaned into his father as he panted, recovering from the transformation. Lucius held him and rubbed his back carefully, staying aware of the patches on his back as he looked up to Remus who was lingering around to provide any assistance that Draco would need as he adjusted to his new form.

“How are you feeling Draco?” Remus asked after a moment. “Different. But good. My legs feel as if they’re bound together. I’m scared I can’t walk.” Draco spoke and held onto Lucius as he got his bearings and tried moving his tail a little. “Take your time. We will stay with you as you adjust.” Lucius spoke as he helped Draco learn how to move with his tail. Draco eventually got the hang of slithering around and helped him get settled back in his nest. While Remus made notes in your notebook about the transformation and Draco’s first movements as a naga. He also wrote a description of Draco’s tail in your notebook, watching Lucius and Draco bond over this moment together. Lucius had shown some duller patches of silvery-white scales peeking out from his shirt collar as he helped Draco get comfortable in his nest.

“You should rest, Draco. The first transformation can wear one out. Do you want anything before you rest?” Lucius asked. “Can I see y/n? I want her close.” Draco requested, looking to Remus who nodded. “I’ll go get her. But the two of you are to have an adult with you while you’re in this state. You may hold her but nothing else. The two of you are far too young to mate and we want the best for the two of you.” Remus spoke and Draco nodded.

“Yes. I just need to hold her and have her close.” Draco spoke. Remus leaves to get you from the kitchen as you’re now pacing in the kitchen, wringing your hands as you had heard Draco’s cry of pain a little while ago. You wanted to run to his side then, but Sirius had you stay in the kitchen in the case your wellbeing might be at risk. You looked up at Remus as he entered the kitchen and walked to him.

“Is he okay? How is he doing? Can I go see him?” You ask as you look your dad in the eyes.

“Y/n, he’s okay. He’s finally transformed and asking for you. Your father or I will always be in the room with you when he’s in this state as we don’t know how he will act when you go to his side.” Remus tells you.

“Of course.” You say and walk past your dad. Remus looked to Sirius for him to follow you up to the room. You paused for a moment outside the room before entering. Your eyes immediately fell on Draco’s new form laying in his nest, coiled around a body pillow to anchor himself while he waited for you to arrive. His silvery eyes met your golden ones when he heard you enter the room. He reached out for you to come closer and you knelt at the edge of his nest

“Can I come in?” You asked, waiting for Draco’s approval. He nods and almost yanks you into the comfort and safety of his nest, letting go of the body pillow and wrapping his tail around your ankle and pulling you close to his chest, inhaling the smell of your hair, and holding you tight enough that he was afraid you’d disappear.

“I’m not going anywhere, Draco. I’m right here.” You reassured him as he held you a little tighter. You looked up at your dads as they were sitting near the wall of the nest, but not too close that Draco would see them as a threat. Remus wasn’t too thrilled about Draco’s tail around your calf but he looked up to you, hoping you’d explain Draco’s behavior towards you.

“He’s doing something called ‘anchoring’ or ‘grounding’. This is normal for snakes as they need something to latch onto or they will feel distressed. He’s doing what feels natural and this is okay. He’s just being clingy since this is his first transformation and he’s feeling all kinds of new things now and I want to help him.” You explained to them as you comforted Draco as you ran your hand through his hair and rubbing his back gently, being wary of the patches on his back. Draco clung to you, enjoying your embrace as he rested. ~~~ After the small celebration of Draco’s 12th birthday and a week later, Draco was packing his trunk to go with you and your dads for the rest of the summer holiday and go back to Hogwarts with you in the fall. You had finished packing your trunk and now you were helping him with all kinds of naga scale care that Narcissa had bought for him and gifted to him on his birthday. You also had made him some modesty garments for other options besides the black and green ones he had already.

“Isn’t this too much, Y/n? Its not all going to fit.” Draco told you as you stuffed more of his casual clothes that you rolled up down the sides of his trunk.

“I’ll make it fit. Don’t worry.” You told him, adding the rest of the pile of nesting materials that wanted from home into his trunk and closing it with success. Both you and Draco smiled the accomplishment.

“You’re amazing, Y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He spoke and stood up, rolling his trunk downstairs with you following him as his parents were waiting to send him off. In the past week, Lucius had also gone off suppressants and let his own naga form become president. He now stood in the entry way with his silvery-white tail under him.

“I wish you well at Grimmauld Place, Draco. It was good to learn a few things from you as well, Y/n about the wonders of our gift.” He spoke, no longer referring to the naga condition as a curse. “Thank you for having me and my fathers, Lucius.” You responded, bowing your head to the man before leaving with Draco out of Malfoy manor and following your dads to drive back to No. 12 Grimmauld place. ~~~ A few days later, the four of you are having breakfast the morning of your 12th birthday in the kitchen of your home when your Hogwarts letters arrive. “They came!” You say excitedly, handing Draco his letter before you tore into yours. A moment of silence fell over the breakfast table before Draco broke the silence.

“Who the hell is ‘Gilderoy Lockheart? And why is every written work of his on the damn school list?’” He asked out loud as he read over the list of items needed for that year. Remus set his fork down and groaned before he took a long drink of coffee. “That pompous jerk? Which position is he going for?” He asked as he looked to the pair of you as you kept reading over the letter. “Looks like he’s filling the Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dad.” You tell him between bites of food. Remus sighs and finishes his own breakfast.

“That’s it. I’m applying for the position next year. The two of you need a good education in that subject.” Remus spoke as he finished his morning coffee as Sirius rubbed his back. “Let them get through this upcoming year, alright darling?” Sirius spoke and pecked his husband’s cheek. The end.

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