The Youngest Serpent

Draconis Lucius Malfoy was born June 5th, 1980; he was born to Narcissa Malfoy née Black and Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, as expected. However, Narcissa's labor was not over with yet. Born a few hours later, just before midnight, was Bellinda Narcissa Malfoy, the unexpected younger twin of Draconis. Similar to Draconis, Bellinda's name meant 'serpent' or 'dragon', however, her name also meant 'beautiful' or 'delicate'. The three latter terms rang true for Bellinda was quite the fighter exiting the womb while being delicate when she was born. Like Draconis, she held the aristocratic Black family features and where Draconis inherited Lucius's sharp features, Bellinda inherited both Narcissa and her sister Bellatrix's graceful beauty. However unexpected Bellinda was, she would be heavily doted upon and cared for through her younger years. Not spoiled like Draconis, the heir of the Malfoy family mind you, but adored and doted upon nonetheless.

"Draco!" Bellinda squealed under the onslaught of her brother's tickling fingers. "Stop it!"

"Never!" The seven year old boy grinned, blowing part of his normally slicked back fringe out of his face. Bellinda took this opportunity and tackled her twin, her long black hair trailing behind her as she did. She began ruthlessly tickling her brother, making him gasp for air though his laughter.

"Bella!" He shrieked, wriggling underneath the delicate and ruthless fingers of his sister. A ~pop~ sounded in the room and Draco's personal house elf, Poly, popped into the room.

"Mistress wishes to see young master and little mistress in the sitting room" the house elf reported softly, getting a curt nod from Draco as he and his sister left the room.

From that day forward, Narcissa and Lucius began giving Bellinda and Draconis lessons in wizarding etiquette and politics Additionally, they continued with their tutoring, given to them by one of the educated house elves the family had for this exact purpose.

Draconis also started to become very full of himself, the importance of being the Malfoy heir getting to his head. Bellinda, however, became quite sensible and quiet, her mother having taught her that she will be underestimated due to her gender, form and quietness and that it will aide her.

By ten, Draco is was so full of himself that Bellinda had to take him down quite a few pegs, physically. At eight she told her mother that she wanted to learn physical combat to defend herself from muggles or if she lost her wand in battle. Narcissa had agreed and Bellinda spent the next two years learning basic yet intricate combat techniques and getting herself into excellent physical shape for a eight, nine and ten year old. When Draconis had gotten too full of himself, Bellinda took it upon herself to bring him down a few notches. Predating a scolding and a proud hug from her mother, Bellinda had knocked some sense into her brother, which caused not only her, but Draconis to be scolded by their parents. Draconis for getting himself into the situation and underestimating his 'opponent' and Bellinda for losing her composure and breaking her brother's nose.

Finally, the twins were eleven and on July twenty-fourth, the custom time for a Hogwarts letter to arrive, they did indeed both get their Hogwarts letters. And a week later, the Malfoy family was off to Diagon Alley for their school supplies, familiars, wands and Hogwarts robes. After getting their wands, Draco and Bella went to Madam Malkin's for their robes as their parents bought their textbooks. They were being fitted by two assistants when they heard Madam Malkin's voice float from the front room.

"Hogwarts, dear? Got the lot here — another young man and a young woman being fitted up just now, in fact." When she entered the room, she had a scrawny, nervous looking boy in an oversized shirt following her.

"Hello," greeted Draco, "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes," said the boy.

"My father's next door buying my books and Mother's up the street looking at potions ingredients," Drawled Draco in his 'pompous pureblood' manner. "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully Father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow."

"You will do nothing of the sort, Draconis!" Bellinda frowned sternly, making the boy jump in surprise, he must not have noticed Bellinda. "Besides, even if you do try, Father will never let you, you'll simply have to wait next year. Not that I can understand why you want a racing broom. They're terrifying."

"Only because you fell and broke your arm the first time you rode one" Draco countered.

"Exactly, and I have no intention on riding another again." Bellinda said with an air of finality.

"Have you got your own broom?" Draco changed the focus of the conversation back to the boy.

"No," he replied.

"Play Quidditch at all?"

"No," the boy said again, sounding confused.

"I do — Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my House, and I must say, I agree." At this, Bellinda rolled her eyes. "Know what House you'll be in yet?" Draco continued, oblivious to the newcomer's confusion.

"No," said the boy, his cheeks heating up in slight embarrassment.

"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been — imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

"Draconis, you have no clue if you will be in Slytherin or not, Mother was a Ravenclaw, aunt Andromeda as a Hufflepuff and cousin Sirius was reportedly in Gryffindor, our family has been all over the houses. For all we know, you could be a Hufflepuff."

"Both Andromeda and Sirius were disowned though" Draco pointed out.

"Not because of their houses! Andromeda was disowned because she married a muggleborn and Sirius because he ran away." Bellinda argued.

"I better not be Hufflepuff" Draco growled under his breath. "I say, look at that man!" Draco exclaimed suddenly, nodding toward the front window. A rather large man was standing there, grinning at them and pointing at two large ice creams to show he couldn't come in.

"That's Hagrid," said the boy, obviously pleased to know something Draco didn't. "He works at Hogwarts."

"Oh," replied Draco, "I've heard of him. He's a sort of servant, isn't he?" This earned him another eye roll from his sister

"He's the gamekeeper," said the boy defensively.

"Yes, exactly. I heard he's a sort of savage — lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."

"Draconis!" Bella exclaimed, but was ignored by both boys.

"I think he's brilliant," said the other boy coldly.

"Do you?" said Draco with a slight sneer. "Why is he with you? Where are your parents?"

"They're dead," said the boy shortly.

"Oh, sorry," said the blond, not sounding sorry at all. "But they were our kind, weren't they?"

"They were a witch and wizard, if that's what you mean."

"Draconis! Show some sympathy!" Bella cried out in frustration with her brother's lack of manners and empathy.

"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just not the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?" Draco continued, ignoring his sister.

But before the boy could answer, Madam Malkin said, "That's you done, my dear," and he hopped down from the footstool.

"Well, I'll see you at Hogwarts, I suppose," drawled Draco once more.

"I'm terribly sorry, my brother has seemed to have forgotten his manners." Bellinda apologized just before the unknown boy left, and he simply shrugged before leaving. Once they got done, Bella cuffed Draco on the back of the head.

"Ow!" Draco cried indignantly "what was that for?"

"You being and uncultured prat! Honestly, have you no manners! The boy obviously had no clue what you were talking about, he was obviously muggle-raised. And he's an orphan! You could have at least shown some sympathy! He probably lost both of his parents in the war, and was raised by muggles, not knowing of our world!" At the end of Bellinda's rant, both of their parents entered the shop, Lucius with an eyebrow raised in question.

"Draco has apparently forgotten his manners, for he was terribly rude to the boy who was in the shop with us." Bellinda replied to the unanswered question.

"Draconis, is this true?" Lucius demanded with an even voice.

"Yes" Draco replied, looking down.

"This is neither the place nor time for this discussion" Narcissa intervened "Draco, you and your father will floo home while I take Bella to buy a familiar, understand?"

"Yes Mother" Draco agreed quietly and followed his father toward the Leaky Cauldron as Narcissa took Bella to the Magical Menagerie.

"What familiar would you like, darling?" Narcissa asked her daughter.

"Well and owl would be useful, but Father with most likely allow Draco to use one, and therefore allow me to use it as well." Bella thought out loud. "Could I have a cat?"

"Certainly" Narcissa agreed.

Ten minutes later the female members of the Malfoy family were back at the Manor with Bella's new black cat named Rabastan, unintentionally named after her aunt Bellatrix's brother-in-law.

This little plot bunny snuck up on me today and I just had to write it. I did quote the original work, and changed the perspectives around a bit, the original work is owned by J.K. Rowling, aka, our Queen. This will be probably updated biweekly, the same as Severus's Sister will be. Please review and let me know what you think!