Yet Another Story...

YASIWSHANTDFF: Chapter 1

Two flashes of green light accompanied by evil laughter happened in the middle of the night. The other occupants of the house were oblivious to what occurred, all of them innocents in their own right. One by one more green flashes appeared as the murderers discovered new victims. But one girl slept soundly, content with her dreams in a hidden room. The killers believing everyone was dead left the scene after placing a Dark Mark in the sky above the home.

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Aurora was awakened by a knocking on her door. No one ever dared to wake her before the afternoon had started, but obviously the person on the other side of her door was disregarding that or did not know that fact. She glanced at her clock, but couldn't see it. She turned on the lights and saw it read 6 am. This had better be good, she thought angrily and slid out of bed. She opened the door to find her day maid, Rosa, a plump old woman and a tall man with long blond hair and an out-of-place black cane with a silver dragons head.

"What is it Rosa? It had better be good," Aurora said groggily.

"Miss Aurora, this is-" Rosa started.

"Lucius Malfoy, from the British Ministry of Magic," the man said.

"So? Should I be impressed?" Aurora questioned.

"My, my, such an impertinent little girl you are," Lucius chuckled, "No, you should not be impressed. I am here to escort you to my estate and I suggest you hurry with your packing."

"Your estate? And why would I just go with you? My parents-"

"Are dead and I am here to transfer you to your uncle's care. Now come along."

"How did they die?"

"The same way your brothers and sisters were killed and all other wizards and witches are killed by the Dark forces."

"My siblings are dead and my parents and you're making me leave now?"

"Precisely, there are spies in the French Ministry who would not be impressed with you alive, now let's leave."

"Spies for whom? Why would they care if I'm alive? Wouldn't they notice if I wasn't here?"

"Voldemort my dear and I plan to take care of your body so just pack."

"Alright, Rosa you grab my school trunk and stuff as many robes in there as you can from my closet. Mr. Malfoy you fetch my jewelry collection, my entire collection, and bring it along. I'm going to change," commanded Aurora grabbing a muggle outfit and heading towards her bathroom.

"Yes Miss Aurora," complied Rosa.

"Just do it Mr. Malfoy," Aurora told the grimacing man.

Lucius grumbled to himself about bossy teenagers and found her jewelry lying on top of a dresser. He glanced in an open drawer and saw more jewelry. He opened the other five drawers and all of them were filled with more jewelry. He brushed the jewelry on top unceremoniously into the top drawer and then slammed them all shut. He shrunk it with a wave of his wand and pocketed it. Then he noticed Rosa pointing at the two nightstands which after searching them Lucius discovered held more jewelry. He shrunk those as well and added them to his pocket.

Aurora bounced out of the bathroom and noticed Rosa was done packing. Aurora went over to her bed and picked out her wand from under a pillow. Then she noticed Lucius discovering her other two dressers of jewelry. She had forgotten she had so much, so she summoned the pieces he hadn't found, put them in her bottomless back-pack and looked at Lucius.

"One more thing be fore we go, your death. Give me a hair Aurora," he said. Aurora handed over one of her silver hairs and Lucius put it into a vial, which he shook. He pulled his wand out of the top of his cane and a wad of paper from his pocket. He tossed the wad to Aurora.

"It's a portkey to my manor and it goes now," he explained and she disappeared. He pointed his wand at Rosa. "Imperio!" he shouted and her eyes went dull. "Now drink this vial Rosa." She drank and it and changed into Aurora. "Now change into her bed clothes and get into the bed." Rosa went into the bathroom and changed while Lucius locked the polyjuice potion. Once she was in the bed, Lucius pointed at her again. "Don't scream. Avada Kedavra!" he cried and Rosa died, wearing Aurora's form. He then shrunk Aurora's trunk, placed it in his pocket with the five other pieces of furniture and disapparated home.

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Aurora looked around the room she had landed in. it had no windows and appeared to have no door. It didn't scare her; obviously she was not supposed to make her presence known to his family, if he had one. The walls of the room were covered in bookshelves and a few tapestries. She selected a random book from the shelf behind her and sat down on the floor to read. Ah, Dark Arts, she thought as she read the first page, time to learn some new methods.

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Snape was already in Lucius' office when he apparated into it, which did not surprise Lucius. After all, Lucius reasoned, if I was a spy for Voldemort and only remaining relative of a girl whose family I had helped to kill only hours ago, I would be early too.

"Where is she Lucius?" Snape questioned, pacing.

"Calm down Severus," Lucius replied gesturing at a chair as he sat himself, "she's here now and you will see her in due time."

"So, how exactly is she related to me? You just said my niece in-" Snape asked.

"In the letter I sent you, I know. Well, it is quite interesting. Apparently your mother and father had a child before you, a girl to be exact, but she looked like neither, so they put her on a doorstep of some wizards they had never liked. The Coutiers took her in and named her Arwen. Then she married a wealthy French wizard, Lestat, whom you and your fellow death eaters just killed along with their first six children, missing the seventh, who is almost a carbon-copy of her mother," Lucius explained.

"So I had an elder sister, but how can I take custody of her and how do you know all this?"

"I know, my friend, because although your parents never got a birth certificate or a license of adoption for your sister, the Coutiers told her and I was one of her best friends and confidents. And for the child, well you brought the potions right?"

"Yes, but-"

"Well, we just train the French accent off her English, give her the potions and enroll her in Hogwarts."

"Alright, I will help you, but we need to come up with a story for how she ends up with me. May I see her now?"

"Of course, she is through there," Lucius replied while pointing at a tapestry behind him.

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Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy happened to need a book from his father's *secret* library. The fifteen-year old, pre-fifth year, six foot tall boy snuck quietly to his parent's room, thankful for his lean muscular body from Quidditch that allowed him to do this. He went through the tapestry on the east wall, one of the three that led to the library and almost fainted. On the floor across from him was a girl with long silver hair and what looked like gold eyes, wearing a blue muggle peasant shirt and jeans reading the very book he had come to get. But since he was a Malfoy and Malfoys did not faint, he quietly whispered curses. She evidently heard it and looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights. She dropped the book, which startled Draco and caused him to blink and then she disappeared. He stared at the spot, and then walked towards it with hands waving in front of him for a person in an invisibility cloak. A hand coming through the tapestry brought Draco back to reality, as he wasn't supposed to be in here. He grabbed the book from the floor and left the way he came.

Lucius stepped through the tapestry followed by Snape and glanced around the room. No Aurora in sight. Snape was obviously confused as well but both men were startled when a shelf of books toppled to the floor in a cloud of dust. When the dust settled, they saw Aurora on the opposite side, looking sheepish. Lucius glared and fixed the mess but Snape just gaped.

"Sorry Mr. Malfoy," said Aurora.

"What happened?" asked Snape, who was pulled from his staring at the sound of her voice.

"Well, I figured out that I was in this room to avoid being seen be your family Mr. Malfoy. So when a male came in, I think he was your son judging by his looks, it startled me. He only caught a glimpse of me before I jumped on top of the shelf and willed myself invisible. But I lost my balance, so the shelf fell down as I fell off," she explained.

"I see. I shall have to have a talk with my son, but first, allow me to introduce the man beside me. He is Professor Severus Snape and Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... and also you uncle," said Lucius.

"Hello Aurora, nice to meet you," Snape said.

Aurora fainted, the morning's announcement finally sinking in and a man being introduced as her supposed uncle was too much. Lucius used magic to slow her fall to the floor. Then he pulled out the smelling salts he kept for Narcissa and used them on Aurora. She woke up immediately.

"Huh? Where am I? Mom, dad?" she asked, at first confused. Then she remembered. "So uncle Sevvie, Mr. Malfoy, what do you propose I do?"

"Please, call me Lucius, Aurora. Mr. Malfoy makes me sound so old," Lucius stated.

"And refrain from calling me uncle Sevvie. I tolerate no nick names," Snape demanded.

"Now, I've already mentioned to you that Snape will become your guardian but..."

"But... what Lucius?" Aurora asked.

"You will need to alter your appearance, adopt a British accent and refrain from doing wandless magic. You will remain here in this mansion until you do," Snape fielded.

Aurora concentrated for a second, and then closed her eyes. The two men watched her as her hair turned black, her skin paled and freckles and a feminine version of Snape's nose appeared. Her figure elongated: her fingers, arms and legs becoming long, as well as her torso. Her chest shrunk a little and her neck became longer and thicker. She opened her eyes and black ones stared into theirs.

"Good enough for you mates?" she questioned, using a touch of Cockney accent in her English.

Both men gaped and then stared at each other.

"Well, I don't think we need the potions," said a bemused Snape.

"How did you do that?" asked Lucius.

"My mum taught me," Aurora replied.

"Interesting. I suppose Snape can take you to his home now. I have some Ministry work to attend to." Lucius pulled her six shrunken items out of his pocket and gave them to Snape. "I'm sure you two will come up with a believable story. Goodbye Aurora, Snape." He left through the tapestry his son had.

Snape turned to Aurora and queried, "Shall we go now?"

"How?" she asked, "I can't apparate."

"We can Floo or I can apparate us both," replied Snape.

"Let's apparate," she said.

Snape walked over to her and grabbed her hand. He concentrated very hard and they disapparated with a pop.

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Snape's house was quite dirty because he only resided there two months a year and his house elf was quite lazy. The clock at the top of the grand staircase chimed 9 am. The pair stood in the dim and grungy front foyer, Snape still stunned at the whole ordeal and Aurora surveying the pitiful area of disarray around her.

The foyer had two doors on both of the walls and a staircase that had a very thick carpet or very thick dust bunnies. The stairs were marble, like the floor, but Aurora could not decipher the colour. There were curtains on either side of the front door, also covered in dust and some tapestries on the walls. It could have been a mini-ballroom it was so big. She pulled open the curtains to find dirty glass that looked out onto disparaging lawns. She shook her head and turned back to Snape.

"Uncle Sevvie?" she asked.

"Yes?" he responded.

"Can you show me to my room?"

"Certainly. Do you want one upstairs?"

"Isn't that where you are?"

"No, this was a muggle designed house, so there are servant's quarters off the kitchens where I stay."

"You will have to move to a proper room because we will have servants. Now, show me the first floor."

Aurora grabbed his hand to drag him upstairs, but he just apparated up them. He led her down a hallway into the West wing of the house and stopped outside a white door with gold detailing.

"You can use this room if you wish," he said, opening the door.

Aurora gasped. The room was done in white and silver with black accents. A large canopy bed was against one wall with an end table on each side. There was a wall of windows with balcony doors that were almost to the ceiling. Across from the bed was a large wardrobe, bookshelves and another door. She had to walk in and turn around to see the vanity on the left side of the door and nothing on the right. The room and its white carpet were relatively clean. She ran to Snape and hugged him.

"Uncle Sevvie, it's perfect! And mostly clean! Thank you!" Aurora cried.

"It's a room that was too pretty to leave unattended... and when I received Lucius' owl this morning, I made my house elf clean it," he chuckled.

"May I have my stuff? I want to unpack," she said.

"Sure, here you go," he said, handing over the miniature furniture. "The kitchen and the way to my room are through the left-hand door when you descend the staircase."

"Alright, see you later," she said and Snape disapparated.

Aurora closed the door with a wave of her hand and then dug through her bottomless backpack for her wand. She placed her five jewelry dressers where she wanted them and with her wand managed to enlarge them to regular size. Damn, Lucius is powerful. He probably forgot to not seal his magic too, she thought. Then she waved her wand while saying a cleaning spell and her room sparkled with a light strawberry scent wafting through it. Her wardrobe was a bit small, so she made it bigger and then unpacked her trunk of robes Rosa had thrown in. She also dumped out the jewelry in her backpack and sorted it into its respective dresser: diamonds, emeralds, sapphires, rubies and miscellaneous.

Aurora was missing the clothes and items she had left behind in her haste, so with a bit of wandless magic, her mirror became scrying portal. Her stuff was still there, and no people were in sight. She summoned her things through the mirror and banished them to their new homes. She would still buy new clothes to suit her new image, but her items were relatively new. Satisfied with stripping her old room, she scried Snape's manor and garden, her jaw dropping in dismay at the magnificent manor and gardens in shambles, except for a room in the dungeon which had a potion brewing in it. Sighing, Aurora used a massive cleaning spell on the entire house and a gardening spell on the grounds. A crack resounded in her room, so she wiped the mirror clean. She slowly turned around to face an angry Snape.

"Do you realize how many ministry agents are going to be here now?" he growled.

"Umm...none, because that was a small spell," she guessed.

"None?! Small spell?! You clean the entire estate up and call it a small SPELL?!"

"Uh...yes, because it was. Well, two small spells: the cleaning one and a gardening one."

"Do you know how big these grounds are?! It still makes it a BIG SPELL and a large energy signature!!"

"Calm down, Uncle Sevvie, it was wandless magic. It barely drained me, let alone mad a big signature. I know how to disguise it anyway, mum taught me."

"Well, I will believe you, but the next time, warn me about it."

"Sure Uncle Sevvie." She frowned. "What's for breakfast?"

"You may rummage through the ice box. Come along Aurora."

She grabbed his hand and he disapparated them to the kitchens.