M-chan: Alrighty, let's do this!

Train: You know that you shouldn't start this.

M-chan: And why's that?

Train: Well, considering that you're trying to finish 'The Lady Naruto'.

M-chan: Oh, do you want to get hurt?!

Train: Meep! runs and hides behind a sofa M-chan doesn't own Harry Potter, or anything else to do with said series. Start the story already!

M-chan: heh...Here you go!!!

Chapter 1: Lilith Black

A blond-haired woman with a long neck crept away from 4 Privet Drive. A large trunk floated in front of her via the wand in her right hand. Her left held a smaller hand, which belonged to a black-haired, 3 year old girl. The pair reached the end of the street, where a large, black jeep waited. The driver perked up when he saw them.

The woman frowned. "Sirius Black, what are you doing here?"

"You really think that Muggle would let you go like that?" She raised an eyebrow and he sighed. "Dumbledore sent me. Now, are you going to get in or not?"

The woman sighed and the trunk was dropped into the back she got in, the girl in her lap. She kissed the girl's forehead.

"It's alright dear, go to sleep." The girl's eyes disappeared under long lashes as the car sped off towards London.

"She can't go around like that down there. You'll have to get rid of..."

"I know, I know... I have to change her appearance."

"So, what are you going to call her? You can't use her real name."

"Lily, after my sister..."

"And? She has to have a last name Pet."

Petunia glared at her once boyfriend, then smirked. "Black."

"What? What is it this time?"

"Not you, her. Lily... Lilith Black."

"Lilith! Get up. Breakfast!"

The girl groaned, falling out of bed in the process. Her long, dark hair fell out, onto the carpet. Bright, crystal blue eyes blinked several times as they stared at the ceiling.

"I'm coming!" The dark-haired girl sat up and yawned. Her hair was a deep crimson. She walked out of her bedroom and into the hall to the bathroom.

Downstairs, Petunia had returned from collecting the post. The letters were set on the table and Petunia checked on the pots she had left simmering on the stove. She had to drop off Lilith off at Vernon's—she shuddered—for Dudley's 10th birthday. Petunia Evans—she was now using her maiden name—worked at the Ministry of Magic, working with Arthur Weasley and Lucius Malfoy.

Lily came down the stairs, wearing a black zip up sweater over white tee and black slacks. "Hi mum! Ginny asked if I cou—"

"Lily, you know what today is."

Lily closed her eyes. "Do I have to mum?"

"Yes. Call me when you get to Mrs Figg's, alright?"

"Yes mum..."

"Come on Lily, it can't be that bad."

"That's what you say."

An hour later, Lily was stuck between her adoptive brother, Dudley Dursley, and his friend, Piers Polkiss, staring at a snake. It was a lovely chocolate brown and was basking in the light. It could have wrapped itself around Mr Dursley's—she never called him dad—car, but contented itself with sleeping. She just hoped that it was a heavy sleeper.

"Make it move." Lily sighed as Dudley, Piers and Mr Dursley attempted to make the snake move. Dudley started whining again and Lily really wanted to break something over his head.

"Why isn't it moving? Make it move."

Lily just had about enough of Dudley's incessant whining and was about to tell him to go chase his tail but someone beat her to it.

"Must you annoy that snake? I doubt that he's enjoying the attention." It was a bored-sounding voice. "Why don't you Muggles run along, away from the snake." Dudley, Piers and Mr Dursley turned to the voice and walked a few feet away to 'discuss the matter' and she was not to move until they came back.

Lily leaned forward, forehead pressed against the glass. "Sorry 'bout that."

She hadn't been expecting it to move, much less wink. She blinked and looked to see if anyone was watching. No, they found Dudley, Piers and Mr Dursley far more entertaining. She winked back. The snake jerked its head towards her 'companions', giving Lily a look saying 'I get that all the time'.

"Must really be annoying."


"You came from Brazil, right?"


"What's it like there?"


"Oh...You've never been home?"


"I'm sorry."

A dry chuckled came from behind Lily and a blond boy with stormy eyes came to stand beside her. "So...Do you know that you're a parselmouth?"

Lily blushed lightly. "I was wondering why the snake could understand me."

"You're a witch."

"I'm myself, Lilith Black." She offered her hand.

He smirked and took it. "Draco Malfoy. It's nice to me you Lilith."

"Call me Lily. It's a pleasure Draco." She turned back to the snake. "You shouldn't go around advertising that."

"I saw you at the Ministry once."

"So you assumed..."

"I was right."

"True..." The two shared a smile. Soon they were talking animatedly and Lily found that Draco was quite nice, despite what people said about the Malfoys and the façade of aristocratic bastard he put up.

"Lilith, we're leaving!"

Lily cringed at the sound of Mr Dursley's voice. She glanced at Draco, who stared at her, an eyebrow raised. "Parents?"

She made a face. "My mum's ex-husband."

"Wouldn't that make him you're father?"

"No, I was adopted by my mum after they divorced. I have to come here every year for my 'brother's' birthday before going over to Mrs Figg's and then home."

"And where's home?"




She sighed. "I'm COMING!" She then turned back to Draco. "Owl me sometime. 12 Grimmauld Place, the Attic."

Before he could reply, she had disappeared into the crowd, grumbling about jerks. Draco sighed and waited for his father to finish his business. He looked down at his hand and then smirked. "12 Grimmauld Place, hm?"

Dear Lilith:

Well, I took you up on the owling business. My father, Lucius Malfoy, wanted to know whom I'd want to owl, since I never do. He also asked me a lot about 'the girl' he saw me with. I guess that means you. He's taking a lot more of an interest in my affairs; I have no idea why. Mum's a bit on edge as well.

I was hoping to find out more about you since our meeting was cut short. Father's coming soon, so I'd better send this.

Draco Malfoy


Got my letter for Hogwarts today. I suppose you've got yours too. Father says that The-One-Who-Lived is going to be going to Hogwarts as well. Well, it isn't that amazing if you think about it. I'll be in London the day after tomorrow; I'll meet you at Gringotts, okay?


Draco walked through the ground of Malfoy Manor, leading a pure white mare. He sighed and stopped walking. He stood at the top of a cliff overlooking the estate. A few stray locks danced in the wind. If the sun was setting or rising (and if Draco was a few more years older ), the scene would have been perfect.

There was a low hoot and a tawny owl landed beside Draco, a letter in its beak. It dropped the letter into Draco's waiting hands and flew off. Draco opened the letter, pulling out a sheet of parchment with a hasty but familiar scrawl.

Hey Dragon!!!

You're lucky; Mum's only day off is then. Oh, and my uncle was wondering if your godfather was busy on the weekend. He wants to know if they could plan another get-together.

It's a date. See you then!


Draco smirked as he folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket. He couldn't wait to see Lily again. There was something about her that made him relax. He couldn't quite explain it.

M-chan: heheh, done!

Train: You know, you should be work—

M-chan: throws a pillow at Train Shut up! Anywayz, R&R plz!!!